Allow her to be pampered

Wu Qingzhi seemed to like to enter from behind her very much.

Conquering the city and plundering the land, seeking frantically, Chi Rong's soft and slender waist could not be grasped, and the deep curvature of the waist was just enough for Wu Qingzhi's hands to clasp tightly.

At that time, there were always ten thousand obscene thoughts and lusts in his mind.

She is so warm, but not just warm, but moist and hot, like a solar term, Xiaoman, the fruit is not yet ripe, but it is beginning to be filled with grout.

Wu Qingzhi was deeply involved, and his whole body was already completely hot.

But he is still dressed in leather and leather, gentle and elegant, looking at Chi Rong, he is already naked.

The tea room doesn't feel cold at all, the kettle is steaming white on the stove, and Chi Rong has no time to care when the spout makes a creaking sound.

"You didn't say that at first!"

Chi Rong was so ashamed and indignant that when he opened his mouth, it was even more difficult to connect the words into a sentence, "You, you...you said you want to pour soup on the old woman to keep warm!"

Wu Qingzhi's voice was hoarse, full of lust: "Chi Rong, I never said that. I just said please warm me up, just like this."

No matter how deep Wu Qingzhi went, Chi Rong was indeed defeated, but he was also bound tightly, and his scalp was numb from the sensation.

"You coax me!"

"For children, it is natural to use coaxing."

So, Wu Qingzhi just swallowed her to his stomach and was satisfied, and then let Chi Rong go.

Fu took care of Chi Rong to bathe and change clothes again, and finally came to the table, picked up a pen, and said with a soft smile: "Madam, please come and see, which relatives and friends should we invite to the wedding?"

Chi Rong didn't answer, but stuck out a pair of bare feet in resentment, as if to kick Wu Qingzhi.

Unexpectedly, those white and tender little feet were blocked by Wu Qingzhi's hands, and he grabbed them again, opened the hem of the sweater, and hid them in his arms.

Chi Rong is indeed not afraid of the cold, but his hands and feet are always cold. This is a question often raised by Chinese medicine doctors in the past.

If the body cold does not slow down for a day, Chi Rong is very unsuitable for pregnancy. Not only that, this disease will also lead to Qi and blood blockage, and physical decline.

How could Wu Qingzhi not know that Chi Rong didn't want to wear those wool long johns, but after all, it was the deep love and concern, even if she was reluctant, he would not give in.

Wu Qingzhi's care for Chi Rong is even more in that bit by bit, just like now, he promised to keep warm with his body.

Chi Rong's little feet were terribly cold, and she herself didn't notice it, but Wu Qingzhi held those feet with her stomach, feeling the icy cold.

Once the cold skin was attached to the hot skin, Wu Qingzhi trembled, but when he saw his body tremble suddenly, he covered his little feet even tighter.

"Chi Rong, it's better to put on long johns properly."

Chi Rong twisted her legs and was about to pull her back when she realized that Wu Qingzhi was not letting go, obviously hugging her tightly.

Chi Rong immediately yelled: "Let go of me, my stomach won't be well after it's cold!"

This time, it was Wu Qingzhi's turn to smile: "Only children can get their stomachs cold, adults can't."

How can he be so stingy!It's just inadvertently talking about age!

Chi Rong was so angry that he could only lower his head and look at the guest list.

Wu Qingzhi only told what Master Chi had said truthfully, thus saving a lot of complicated etiquette.

Regarding relatives, Wu Chi's family is not considered a large and flourishing family, with only a few members, so the writing can be finished soon.

As for the guests and friends, they made good friends and made a lot of fun.

In the firm, the brothers Jiang Mengguang and Jiang Xingguang are indispensable living treasures. In addition, Mr. Zhang Qifang can be regarded as a role that is both a teacher and a friend.

In addition, Fourth Young Master Xiao of the Shuai Mansion can be regarded as congenial with Wu Qingzhi.

After Wu Qingzhi wrote it, it was Chi Rong's turn again.

Song Xiaoyuan must invite, Ye Jun is one of Chi Rong's friends and Wu Qingzhi's cousin, and will not be absent, but Zhou Yutang, as the concubine who is not favored by Master Zhou, probably finds it difficult to go out.

In this way, Chi Rong hesitated for a while, and suddenly said: "In fact, I also want to invite Peng Yiru..."

Hearing the words, Wu Qingzhi only looked at Chi Rong indifferently, and said: "It is the best thing to be able to turn hostility into friendship. Chi Rong, it all depends on your own preference."

After the list is completed, it has to be read again to check for gaps and make up for omissions. It has to be sent to Wu Chi's family for review by the two elders before it can be finished.

The two of them never mentioned Bai Pingting.

In fact, if Bai Pingting had never committed any crimes, Wu Qingzhi would probably send her a post based on the friendship of old friends.

However, today is not what it used to be, things are different and people are different.

In the past, Bai Pingting was just arrogant, but now, she has an unspeakable temperament.

So Wu Qing summoned the housekeeper, only to buy the golden post, and to seal another red envelope as a gift to the Taoist Elder who knows the lunar calendar, so as to teach him to choose an auspicious time and win a lottery.

The housekeeper took the order and immediately went out on errands.

Wu Qingzhi was not superstitious, but he knew how to perform all the rituals. The priest he sought this time was the most famous one in Yue'an City.

To collect people's money, the Daoist did his best. He calculated the birthdays of the two of them, and then he quickly wrote down the pen when he predicted an auspicious time.

The housekeeper waited by the side, only waiting for the Taoist priest to write down the date, and then he wanted to go home and return to his life.

However, it was at this time that a burst of laughter pierced into my ears.

Turning around to look, she saw Bai Pingting wearing a white velvet shawl, smiling sweetly, just like a white peony in full bloom, its stamens are as bright red as anyone else.

"Oh, are you the housekeeper who works in Qingzhi's hands?"

Bai Pingting has a graceful figure, and she even wears perfume. When she walks, she looks graceful and the fragrance blows.

The butler knew that the young master had severed ties with Bai Pingting, so he bowed his head respectfully and distantly, "Miss Bai is well."

Bai Pingting waved her hand and said with a smile: "Why, come to see the Taoist priest today, could it be that Qingzhi wants to choose a date for the wedding?"

After speaking, he glanced confidently and looked straight at the red paper on the case.

On the red paper, gold sand is used as ink, and after the auspicious time of writing, there will be a judgment of divination.

The two of them have a good marriage, chanting IKEA with poems, and they have been quiet for a hundred years.

Bai Pingting was eager to see through it, and felt that the word "jinghao" was very harsh.

Today, she came here to ask for a safe lottery for her father.

Father Bai thought of his daughter's countless evils, and finally developed a heart disease, so he couldn't rest at night, couldn't sleep, and became weak day by day.

Father Bai believed it, and there was a statue of Sanqing at home, and now he was sick in bed, and it was difficult for him to bow and prostrate three times, so he sent Bai Pingting to serve the incense sticks.

Bai Pingting dismissed it in her heart, but she still obeyed her father's order.

So she looked at the butler, then at the Taoist priest, and finally asked: "The Taoist priest's hexagram, is it a good day for marriage?"

But seeing the Taoist leader nodded, Bai Pingting just sneered and said, "It's just that I heard that there is a way to win others' luck and nourish oneself, I wonder if it's true?"