The Dreamer in the Spring Boudoir

The sandalwood next to him looked innocent: "Is the lady wrong? The slave has been in the Rose Garden and has not yet come out. Just came out to help the master pick two plums, and met Hou Ye to ask where the lady went. Come over."

"Oh?" Jiman listened funnyly: "You haven't come out in the Rose Garden, so how do you see me in here?"

A sandalwood meal, the face is a bit ugly. Mo Yuhou stretched his foot and kicked the stool that Jiman sat on. He smiled and said: "It hurts like this. How can it still be stinging? Is it still moving?"

Jiman straightened his waist and pumped his mouth. Is Ning Yuxuan so good today? How did you tweeting people?

"If you can't walk, you won't be resting here."

Ning Yuxuan glanced at the paved bed next to him and smiled lowly: "Do you still want to sleep here?"

Jiman had a meal and laughed twice. The sandalwood next to him had already turned over and over in the room, muttering: "What about people?"

Chao Ning Xuan Xuan shook his head and saw that he seemed to come over to hug himself. Ji Man’s lips said: “There is still something to ask Sandalwood, so I am attracted to me here, lie to me and say that Hou Ye is drunk and open. The wick locks the door, what do you want to do?"

A sandalwood glimpse, Mo Yu Hou looked at her inexplicably.

The wick came in from the outside, and saw the strange end of Mo Yuhou standing, "咦" a voice: "Hou is not drunk? Is it awake? The slave has been looking for a long time in the kitchen and did not see any sober soup, sandalwood Where did you put it?"

Ning Yu Xuan paused, and swept again for a moment, his eyes fell on the sandalwood.

The sandalwood body was a little trembling, and licked his lips: "What kind of hangover soup? The slaves really only cited Houye to come to the lady, and the rest did not know anything."

Jiman pretended to look up inadvertently, and the people on the beam were watching the excitement. So the big man, Mo Yuhou, if he looked up, he would definitely see it.

"Whether, this matter does not need to be pursued, it is a misunderstanding." Jiman Chao Ning Xuan extended his hands: "You can't do it, you have a grandfather."

Mo Yuhou raised his eyebrows and came over to give a princess, but the wounded person was the waist, and the princess was folded. After thinking about it, Ning Yuxuan directly used her to hold the doll's posture, face to face, her hand on her hips, and hugged her whole person.

Nie Sang's face was a little thin and blushing.

This position, too, is too indecent.

Sandalwood and the wick are a bit horrified, but Ning Yuxuan is very calm, and there is no expression on his face: "Get the lady's cloak."

The wick hurriedly took the cloak and wrapped the whole man in the quarter, and the hem blocked the indecent movement.

Jimangan laughed twice: "Working hard."

"Yeah." Ning Yixuan turned and went out: "You have a lot of weight."

Jiman: "..."

There was still a small snow outside, and she buried her head in the chest of Mo Yuhou, wrapped in a warm cloak, and suddenly felt very at ease.

The wick originally wanted to come up with an umbrella, but somehow, holding the umbrella did not dare to approach, Mo Yuhou was slow to go, and the mouth said that he was stressed, and he would not go back soon.

Jiman sighed and his face pressed against his chest and asked, "Are you proud?"

"What is the intention of proud?" The voice came out of the chest and shook her ears.

"Tiaojiao is... very handsome and very chic." Jiman is not blushing at all.

Ning Yuxuan is a bit stunned: "The word has not been heard, but it is interesting, I am very proud."

There were two sneers in the chest, and then there was a painful breath of cold air. Mo Yuhou felt that this woman was a bit inexplicable, but he was so warm, and he wanted to go a little longer.

"Hou Ye..." The wick looked at the plaque of the non-night cabinet for the third time, and finally couldn't help but whispered.

Ning Yixuan "Well", I felt that the person in my arms was already asleep, and his hand was really sour, and finally stepped into the yard.

"How can it fall?"

"Today, Xia and Zheng Yu Niang are playing in the kitchen, and the master has been pushed in the past."

"It’s really noisy, you take some drinks."

"Is it... slaves to wipe it?"

"No need to."

Jiman felt sleepy when he was asleep, a little cold, and then covered with a warm quilt, the sharp pain in his waist was stunned, and she was completely asleep after a while.

When I got up the next day, I saw a faceless face of Mo Yuhou: "I went up."

"Give me Hou Ye." Jiman squatted on his waist and made a dress for him. He licked his eyes and found that it seemed a lot better, and his mood was good.

After sending away the Buddha, Jiman went to see the nephew and went to tease the civet cat in the backyard.

The civet cat is also very big, black and gray in color, a pair of yellow eyes deep and beautiful. On that day, the wick asked her what the cat was going to be, and Jiman thought about it and said, "Let's call it."

The wick always feels that the master is a very talented woman, otherwise it will not call this place a non-night club, and will not write so many good poems. So give the cat a name, maybe it's a poem.

However, she actually said very seriously, called Daxie.

The wick sighed and fed the fish bones and meat in the kitchen every day.

Jiman touched the big hair, and the flat mouth was a little sad. Looking at her, she snorted her hand and snorted.

"This cat is about the same as the cat we have in our place." There was a voice behind him, and I didn't have to listen to it.

Jiman turned back, Xia was holding it well, and smiled and said: "I didn't expect the lady to raise this ordinary cat. They all said that the cat hair raised by the big family can grow up, and the color of the eyes is different."

"That is to raise at will." Jiman responded to her, looked back, the wick seems to be doing things, did not come to inform, Xia also took the child so much into the door.

"The outside is cold, carefully frozen, let the child go in first," she said.

Xia Shi took two sounds and took it to the main house. When he sat down, he placed the child on Ji'er's bed and then stretched his hand to the stove to roast the fire.

"This is much colder than we are. Snowflakes are big and big." Xia sucked his nose and said: "It is warm in the house, like summer."

Jiman sat on one side and came up with hot tea. He saw Xia’s directly lost the teahouse, unveiled the cup and sipped a bit like a bowl, and spit out the heat.

She couldn't help but smile. She looks like her when she was a modern university dog. Every day she went back to the bedroom and shrank it in the hot pot.

Xia’s heard the laughter, and some awkwardly said: "Mrs. also think that I don't understand the rules?"

"No." Jiman shook his head: "It's not ridiculing you, just remembering some of the things that happened before, it's interesting."

Xia's lips, said: "I just laughed at it, I didn't know how to laugh. I used to laugh at me. I used to laugh at me in the village. Now I am here, and many people laugh at me. If you care about these things, I will live early. It won't go down."

It is quite open-minded.

Jiman also felt that she was rude, but this is a bit close.

"How did you meet Hou Ye?"

Xia's roasting warmth, smiled and said: "I am a small fishing village, my husband is dead, being poked every day by the backbone. Hou Ye inadvertently hit the village head passing, just..."

Half said, I feel that the words are not right, Xia hastened to "snap" two times, said: "Those old things, Hou Ye will not let me say."

Jiman was shocked, dare to love this Xia is still a widow? Ning Yuxuan tastes heavy enough, isn't there any virgin complex in ancient men? He can actually be with a widow...

Oh, I forgot, in fact, there is also a kind of woman who is very popular with men and is called a wife.

Jiman’s eyes looked at Xia’s for a long time and I thought it was not easy for her. The ancient remarriage was to be under great pressure. It is rare that she still laughs so comfortable now.

"Hou Ye asked me to take a lot of it to you, close to you." Xia slammed: "But isn't the wife a child? Would you like it?"

Mo Yuhou is also very troublesome, this woman is really like a country silly girl, not to let her go, but really live soon.

"My children are not my own, as a mother, as long as I am a child of Hou Ye, I like it."

Xia stared at her for a while and said: "I still like my child most."

Which mother in the world is not the one who likes her most? When it comes to sadness, Jiman hangs his throat, and the one next to him is suddenly giggling.

"This is a good boy." Jiman picked him up from the bed and gently pointed his finger on his little face: "The baby is crying very hard every day, and only happy is laughing every day."

"It’s natural to be older." Xia wrapped his hands and squinted: "I heard that there is a daughter in this house, which lady is it? I haven't seen it yet."

Ji Mandao: "Liu's daughter is born in Lingshangyuan. It is just a good mood today. You are holding it well. I am also holding a donkey. Let's take a look at Hanyun."

"Okay." Xia is warm, and people are also spirited: "She also has a stove there?"

"Nature is there." Jiman told the nurse to hold the baby, holding a happy little guy, but did not want to let go, just went out.

As soon as I arrived at Ling Hanyuan, there was no one in the yard. Jiman remembered that he hadn't been here for a long time, and he was a little embarrassed, and he quickly went to the main house.

"Cold cloud?"

Pushing open the door, the temperature inside is the same as the outside. Jiman frowned slightly and heard a few coughs from the bed: "Mrs?"

The mink ran from the bedside and saw Jiman, and he was busy. The child in her arms is writhing uncomfortably, and the little face does not look so round.

"What about other grandmothers?" Ji Man sank, and Xia was cold on one side: "Hey, what about a good stove?"

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Ah, tomorrow is finally the time for the five more. What is it? 10:2, 11:30, 3, 14:00, 3:5, 4:30, halfway through, give me a meal time. Still rolling out for diamonds

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