Six-Year-Old Child, Baojiao, is Busy with Kingdom-Building

Jiaojiao pouted and simply closed her eyes, waiting for someone to serve her.

There was washing water prepared in advance by the maids in the room, and Rong Yan methodically undid hair for people, washed them carefully, and wiped off the powder on their faces.

After a lot of tossing, Jiaojiao stretched refreshedly.

"Well, dozed off, Brother Yan, let's drink Hebei wine quickly."

Rong Yan rolled his lips and smiled lightly, got up to get some wine.

Jiao Jiao Huanxi came over, impatiently wrapped his arms around him, and took one of the glasses of wine with a smile.

After taking a sip, Jiaojiao said with aftertaste: "Oh, this is not spicy, but it tastes good after drinking."

Rong Yan chuckled, drained his glass, and then explained softly: "I was afraid that you would be hot, so I specially asked someone to change the rice wine."

Jiaojiao shyly said "Yes", thinking of what will happen next, she was happy and a little nervous.

Just then, someone knocked on the door.

"Sixth Young Master, the washing water has been sent to the clean room next door."

Rong Yan opened his mouth and ordered: "Well, go down, no one needs to wait on you."

"Yes."

The people outside the door left, Jiaojiao touched her small face, and muttered: "I have taken a shower twice today, it smells good and doesn't stink."

Rong Yan chuckled, couldn't help leaning in for a kiss, and said in a low voice, "I did it, you don't think it stinks after drinking so much wine."

Jiaojiao blushed, sniffed pretendingly, pinched her nose and said, "It does smell a little, brother Yan, go and wash it."

Rong Yan laughed angrily at her mischievous appearance, pinched the soft flesh of her cheek, and said, "Wait."

Rong Yan walked towards the door.

Jiaojiao watched people leave, clutched her heart and spun around happily, opened her arms and threw herself on the wedding bed, then fell backwards.

"Hiss~"

Jiaojiao bared her teeth and rubbed her lower back with her hands.

There were longan and red dates all over the bed, she supported her waist and got up to clean these things away.

The cumbersome wedding clothes on her body were also very heavy, so Jiaojiao simply took them off, only wearing a red snow silk inner garment, and tidied up the things on the bed.

Jiaojiao had some back pain, so she sat aside and ironed with spiritual energy, and then went to look in the mirror after a while, Brother Yan wiped it very clean, and there was no powder on her face.

Seeing that Brother Yan hadn't come back, Jiaojiao looked at the wedding candy and wedding cakes on the table, thought for a while, and even carried the plate into the space and gave it to Aque.

After playing with A Que for a while, Rong Yan hadn't come back when Jiaojiao came out.

"Brother Yan, why hasn't he come back?"

At this time, the door creaked.

Rong Yan walked in.

He was wearing a red undershirt, his half-dry black hair was tied loosely with only a red ribbon, and his handsome face was smiling, he should have heard Jiaojiao's words.

Seeing someone coughing slightly, Jiaojiao pointed to the pile of longan, lotus seeds and red dates, and whispered, "This thing is too disgusting, so I took it away."

Rong Yan smiled and nodded, "Yes."

He closed the door casually, and a tall figure walked over.

Jiaojiao's heart was pounding, she rubbed the hem of her clothes, and her eyes fell on the person involuntarily.

The fabric of the underwear is close-fitting and soft, and the man's strong chest line and narrow waist can be seen faintly...

"Does it look good?"

The voice suddenly approached, Jiaojiao blushed.

Rong Yan hooked his lips, and tidied up the hair that fell on her cheeks.

Jiaojiao opened her arms and circled them up, touched them a few restlessly, and said with a low smile, "Not only does it look good, but it's also good to touch."

"Then rest?" Rong Yan kissed her ear.

Jiaojiao shrank her neck sensitively, blushed and said, "Go and blow out the lights."

She would be ashamed that the room was so bright.

"Um."

Rong Yan carried him onto the bed.

After a while, there were only two lights left in the room, and the environment was dim.

Jiaojiao was sleeping on the inside, she was blushing and clutching the corner of the quilt, feeling a little nervous.

"Heh~ Now I know I'm afraid."

Rong Yan wrapped his arms around her, smiled and pulled her into his arms, and kissed her forehead.

"Brother Yan, I'm either afraid, or a little nervous..."

Before Jiaojiao finished her words, a familiar breath rushed towards her face, and she was kissed by soft lips in the next second.

Rong Yan's movements are gentle, kissing is more like comforting people.

The tension in Jiaojiao's head gradually faded away, and she wrapped her arms around the person to respond.

...

"Well……"

Jiaojiao's face was pink, her forehead was dripping with sweat, her eyes were puddles of water, her nose was sucking, she looked a little pitiful.

The arrow is on the string.

There was a thin layer of sweat on Rong Yan's forehead, and he didn't dare to move any more, his voice was extremely hoarse and he said softly: "Hey, it will be fine soon..."

A tooth mark was bitten on the delicate pink mouth, and after a while the discomfort gradually eased, and another strange feeling came.

"Jiaojiao..."

Brother Yan's voice is hoarse and moving.

Her whole body seemed to be submerged in water, and she couldn't tell whether it was sweat or tears on her face... she was constantly drowning in it.

...

About an hour later, the candles in the house lit up again.

Rong Yan carried the exhausted Jiaojiao to the next room.

The night watch servants rushed to carry the tub, while the maids carried flower petals and soap beans for bathing.

An older nanny at the door looked happy, took out two white ointment bottles from her arms, and whispered to the maid to let them in.

Jiaojiao woke up in a daze when she heard the sound of running water. Rong Yan kissed her and said in a low voice, "Wash it up."

Jiaojiao's cheeks were hot, and the maids who carried the water were all beside her, and she shyly hid in his arms.

"Let's all back down."

"Yes."

The servant girl retreated, Rong Yan slowly put the person into the bathtub, and then washed him.

Jiaojiao soaked in the warm tub, and her tired body was instantly relieved. She put some spiritual energy into the tub, and the entire pores were stretched.

She closed her eyes comfortably and let Brother Yan wipe them.

She was shy in front of others, but not in front of Brother Yan. Anyway, it was her husband, who had already met him frankly.

Jiaojiao felt relieved, but it was hard for Rong Yan who served her.

The skin is white and soft, the upper body is bulging, and the small waist and slender arm can wrap it around, whether it should be big or small...

Rong Yan, as a mature man who has just started, how can he resist the person he likes.

As soon as Jiaojiao recovered from the fatigue of her body, the broken kisses from the people behind her fell.

"Are you still suffering?"

Rong Yan's voice was a little hoarse.

Jiaojiao blushed and said, "...it's not uncomfortable anymore."

Rong Yan kissed her, gently picked her up from the water, wrapped her in a cotton blanket and went back to the house.

Jiaojiao's cheeks flushed, and she didn't wear any underwear. Brother Yan... After realizing something, she shyly hid her head in her arms.

Well, men and women are not boring.

...

Called for water three times in one night.

The next day the sun rose.

Jiaojiao dragged the quilt to sleep soundly, Rong Yan was reluctant to wake her up, so she sat on the side of the bed and watched her quietly.

Jiaojiao's hair was a little frizzy, her little face was flushed, her mouth was still slightly pouted, and she curled up in the bed with her hands clutching the quilt, like a kitten.

Rong Yan's heart was warm, his fingertips brushed over Ren'er's cheek, his eyes were full of liking, he leaned over and kissed him tenderly with the corners of his mouth turned up.

"Well, don't make trouble..."

Jiaojiao spoke in a daze, her voice was very hoarse.