The Little First Grand Secretary in My House

Zhao'er found that he was missing his mouth.

Do not blame Xiaohong, really do not blame Xiaohong, because she is a stupid pig herself.

Seeing him smile brightly, but with a smile on his face, Zhao Er subconsciously wanted to hide back, only to find that his waist had been clamped by him.

"Actually, it's really nothing, but when I went out to talk about business, I met a few women who were suffering." She wrote deliberately.

"Go out to talk about business? Where to talk about business?" He grinned softly.

"It's the place to talk about business. Where can it be?" She dared not even look at him with her eyes.

"Really?"

"Really ..." Zhaoer exhaled in disappointment and said, "Okay, let me tell you the truth. You also know that when men talk about business, they can't avoid going to those fireworks, there are many girls in the flower houses. But you said me A daughter ’s house, even if she went to Hualou, is there anything wrong? What can I do? "

"Then what else do you want to do? Wang Zhao'er, you are so courageous that you are getting fatter, and you ran to drink wine!"

Zhao'er jumped like a surprised grasshopper: "I didn't drink flower wine. You said they are all women. What can you do?"

"What else do you want to do?" Xue Tingyan drew closer.

"I don't want to do anything."

"You don't want to do anything, you have to drink Huajiu. I'm so grown up, I haven't been to Huahua!" Xue Tingyan said with extreme anger.

Zhaoer shrunk her neck: "So what do you say, I will take you to drink another day?"

"Wang Zhaoer!"

Just then, the door was suddenly pushed open, and Honger's voice came in from the outside.

"Mother, mother!"

Hong'er, who stood in front of the door, looked at the father and mother entangled in the house in amazement, and saw his father rubbing his hands under his mother's waist.

"Mother, your waist hurts again?" The obedient Honger remembered that the mother was tired before, and dad rubbed her back.

Zhaoer jumped again, waved Xue Tingyan's hand, and hurriedly walked over: "Honger, let the mother see if she has lost weight recently? Did you miss the mother, the mother came back to bring you a lot of small Stuff. "

"Mother, how old I am, you still buy me baubles." Hong'er was a little embarrassed. This embarrassment is naturally due to Wei Ge who is not far behind.

"How old can you be, as a little doll, can't play with gadgets?" Zhao Er touched his son's head with a smile, feeling that he had disappeared for two months, and the son seemed to grow taller. Sighing in my heart, I saw her little boy looking at her with her eyes open.

The baby boy and Hong'er are almost tall, but they are thinner than Hong'er. Wearing a duck-egg blue blouse with red lips and white teeth, her brows are very similar to Zhao Di, and they are so beautiful.

In the past, Zhao'er felt that Hong'er had followed his father, Junxiu looked like a female doll, but now she finally sees what she looks like a female doll.

"Are you Brother Wei? Come and show it to your aunt."

Wei Geer walked up obediently and stood in front of Zhaoer.

Seeing this child, Zhaoer was happy again, and at the same time it was a bit sad, because he was sad because he remembered the life experience of the second sister and the child.

"Brother Wei is really obedient! Let's go, my aunt took you and Hong'er to get gadgets. They were bought by my aunt from Suzhou."

Zhaoer held one in his left hand and left in his right hand, and the man with a black face was forgotten behind his head.

Go and bring the box of things that I brought back to the two children. Zhaoer played with them for a while and went to the kitchen to cook.

In fact, she didn't need to do it, but she hadn't forgotten that Xue Tingyan was still angry.

She has made a large table. Although she hasn't been cooking for a long time, her craftsmanship is not new. The three adults took two children and ate a full meal.

Eat, Xiaohong cleaned up the table.

Zhaoer went to Zhaodi's room because she hadn't seen her second sister for a long time.

Now there is a girl beside Zhaodi. The two children were taken by the girl to wash and sleep. The two sisters talked together.

After recounting the differences, Zhao Di asked the girl to fetch water to wash her. When she saw her sister, she didn't go back to the house, even though Lai had a word here to speak to her. Zhao Di, who had just finished washing, sighed, waved her back, and came over.

"Why? Planning to stay here to accompany me tonight?"

"Sister, if you want me to stay with you, I will stay with you."

cunning! A word came out of her mouth and it completely changed its meaning. Zhao Di gave her a sneer and sat down on the edge of the bed: "Why? Frightened to go back."

"Nowhere."

"It's not that I said you, my sister knows that you like to do business, but you should pay attention to it. Ting Yan is now an official, and your identity is different. Why are you still showing your head outside and not leaving home?"

"Sister, do women have to be at home to teach their sons?" Zhaoer said.

"Sister didn't say that. Sister didn't stand up, so naturally you can't use this to ask you. But you have to know, you have men and children, and if you go out like this, you won't return for more than a month? You are not afraid of the court day. Get a little wife back, this house doesn't have any floor space for you !? "

"He dare!"

"What's he afraid of?" Zhao Di sneered and looked at her sister. "People's hearts are changeable, especially men. They are born with three wives and four concubines, and enjoy the blessings of the left and the right. Auntie concubine or something, can you lift the roof of the house? Officials, there are a few who do not have a few aunts around. "

Zhao'er seemed a little uneasy and a little guilty and short-hearted, and whispered: "I had agreed to go out to do business."

"He agreed that you would be unscrupulous? Are you really stupid or fake stupid? When you come home and suddenly there are more people, you will cry!" Zhao Di poked her head with her fingers.

"It's a big deal. I'll be separated from him by then, and I can't live by myself!" Zhao Eryun said.

"Not afraid of your hard mouth!"

Zhao Di wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Zhao Er.

"Sister, I know what you say, let's not say that, will it work?"

Zhao Di glanced at her angrily and said, "I've said everything I should have said anyway. You know what you are. You still have to stay with me and do not return to the house."

Zhao'er scratched his head and stood up, and said, "Sister, you rested early, and you went back to the house."

When I returned to the house, the light in the room went out, and there was only a light in the bedroom, and the dim light came out from inside.

Zhaoer had just walked to the door, and the small green living in the ear room came.

"lady."

Zhaoer waved her hand and Xiaolu retreated.

She turned to close the door and walked in carefully. Looking from her position, she could only see a person sitting on the kang.

It was Xue Tingyan.

He had a small Kang table at hand, and a lamp was placed on the Kang table. By the light, he was looking at the file in his hand with concentration.

Zhaoer Mozhan came to Kangbian. This Kang used to be warm in winter, and the warmth of the heat was felt next to it. The heat suddenly made Zhao'er feel cold. She took off her shoes and climbed on the kang.

"Are you sleeping?"

Xue Tingyan ignored her, she glanced at him and pretended to sort out the kang on the kang.

But no matter how to organize, there is always a time to end. Zhaoer pulled the bed quilt and lay down beside Xue Tingyan.

She was lying down, and he was leaning back, and from this angle he could see his beautifully shaped jaw.

His thin lips tightened slightly, looking serious. Zhaoer looked at him for a long time, he was still immobile, she felt a little boring, and pulled the quilt up, showing only a face outside.

After lying down for a while, Zhao'er couldn't sleep, and he was worried that he was still angry. But let her speak softly, but she couldn't say it somehow, so she stretched out her fingers and drilled into his bedding. There was a stab at his trouser legs.

Poke and drag, as if playing, but playing harder and harder, and then rubbing the hard meat on his leg.

Suddenly, Xue Ting moved.

As soon as he threw the book aside, he lay down and slept on his bed.

In this way, with such a gesture, he could not see his face. She withdrew her hand and changed to a half-side pose, pulling the quilt down a bit and looking at him.

"Are you still angry?"

Xue Tingyan raised his eyelids halfway and looked at her with a sneer, seeing that she was only hiding her eyes in the quilt

It looks so innocent, pure, and brings a little unconscious charm.

Xue Tingyan had been a long time, deep in his heart was already about to move around, and he didn't even want to embarrass himself.

Zhaoer couldn't even resist, let him take off his quilt and throw it aside.

The soft and warm quilt, with Xue Tingyan's unique taste. It was very warm, and the two were close together. The temperature in the quilt seemed to rise suddenly.

Zhaoer's shirt was chaotic, revealing a slender neck and a looming red apron. Xue Tingyan's eyes fell, and he reached out and stroked it.

His fingers were a little cold, and he moved up the neck of Zhao'er's neck, causing a burst of current. Zhaoer moved unconsciously, pressing his feet under his legs and curling his toes.

Xue Tingyan was tired of touching it back and forth. He touched a blue blood vessel on Zhao'er's neck and felt the beat.

Inexplicably, Zhaoer has a dry tongue.

He bit it up, but it didn't seem to be a bite, just felt so wet. Zhaoer felt a little itchy, and couldn't help but shrink her shoulders, he suddenly moved away.

"Boldness." The two faced face to face, his voice low, and the hot air circling around Zhaoer's face.

"No," she said softly.

"Humph, drink flower wine." He said with his forehead against her forehead.

Zhaoer only wanted to hide, but he couldn't avoid it, and could only bear it in this passive posture.

"I can't later."

He chuckled softly, his big palm rubbing against Zhao'er's waist: "It seems that you have learned a lot of things outside during this time? What have you learned, tell me, drink flower wine? Have?"

"nothing left!"

"Humph." Obviously unbelieving tone.

"Really nothing."

"Oh?"

Zhaoer couldn't bear it anymore, and it was too uncomfortable. She reached out and pushed him, but she couldn't push it any more. She seemed to be nailed to the couch by something.

It was Xue Tingyan who knew how to deal with her, and in what position she could not make it work. When they were entangled, Zhaoer felt that there was a foreign body getting bigger and bigger, poking her waist and beating on it .

She was a little nervous and some inexplicable longing, could not help but lip lip. Waiting for what happened next, the other party suddenly didn't move.

"Tired, go to sleep," he said, turning over and lying down, with his back turned to Zhao'er.

It's over, this time it's true.

Zhaoer lay there stiffly, only half a bang, then relaxed, and lay there curled up sideways.

Looking at his straight back, she rubbed past.

She didn't sigh in her heart until it was posted.

She was lying next to him, and stretched out a hand around his waist. This posture is what Xue Tingyan usually likes to do. Just because Xue Tingyan is a man in the end, his skeleton and texture are much stronger and stronger than Zhao'er, so Zhao'er will be able to surround him.

"I'm so angry? Don't be angry, in fact, I really don't do anything. You know that some people like to stay in Hualou when they talk about things. I can't do anything except Huayinzi when I go there. woman."

He did n’t move, and she leaned back on the soft pillow behind his head, putting her face close to his neck and saying, "They all thought I was a man, but one of them recognized it, but she promised to help me keep it secret. Later, several girls in that building knew about it. They felt that I was not easy, and they must have a hardship to talk about, so they usually helped me. "

"Let's say more--" She suddenly changed her tone, her voice low: "I don't have this stuff, what can I do."