i have a sword fairy

Well, hugging the slender waist of a certain autumn-eyed woman with peach cheeks and flying clouds, shaking and shaking in the autumn sun... the range is inevitably a bit large.

Zhao Rong truthfully repeated the reasons for returning to his wife that he had told his two friends before, and also briefly mentioned the matter of Dali.

After Zhao Lingfei digested for a while, she lowered her head lightly, letting his dishonest pig's trotter move, her left pretty face pressed against his strong chest, listening to the powerful beating of his heart, and at the same time, her sharp nose shrugged.

It seemed to sniff something lightly.

Zhao Rong pretended to sigh and said: "Not long after I rushed back, um, does my body smell like sweat? Why, do you despise your husband?"

He said and smiled.

Concubine Zhao Ling seriously shook her head, "How can I despise you."

Her clean and fair face continued to cling to him, but the next moment she suddenly asked, "Who dried the quilt outside?"

Zhao Rong put his arms around his wife, rocked the rocking chair, and said casually: "I just entered the door and wanted to take a rest. I found that the bedding was a little damp, and I didn't know if it was moldy, so I took it out to dry in the sun. It's strange, my house faces the sun. It shouldn't be wet..."

Concubine Zhao Ling, who was listening carefully, seemed to have remembered something, and lowered her head a little embarrassedly, "I washed it for you yesterday, and they collected it for me in Yushu at night. It may be that it was taken back before it was dried, or it may be I forgot to collect the quilt, Yushu and the others were late again, they collected the tide..."

The words of the girl with autumn eyes, who was confused about housework, contained some small complaints about her own carelessness.

"It's okay." Zhao Rong shook his head and reached out to pat her slender waist.

He suddenly leaned close to her ear, nibbled Concubine Zhao Lingfei's rosy and rosy ears, and said, "Thank you, lady. You are so kind."

Zhao Lingfei smiled sweetly, but gradually felt something was wrong.

Sure enough, next, Zhao Rong used practical actions to 'thank' the virtuous lady.

"You...you..." Concubine Zhao Ling, who was sitting on the lap of a bad guy, turned her head and glared at him.

"What's the matter with me?" Zhao Rong smirked... But the most important thing now is to divert the lady's attention.

Once Qingjun is emotionally moved, he will turn into a little confused...

"You...you...you pay attention to your body." Concubine Zhao Ling bumped him lightly with her elbow.

Zhao Rong smiled suddenly, noncommittal to what she hinted at.

But Concubine Zhao Ling, who turned her back on him, didn't see it.

"Pay attention to your body? Okay, let's 'pay attention to' each other." Zhao Rong was serious...

Not long after, the husband and wife who had been warm and shameless during the day began to sweat.Even if one is a warrior physique that surpasses ordinary people, and the other is a fairy body with icy muscles and bones, cool and sweatless.

Although this is just a simple rubbing of the temples and tenderness, the two still miss each other very much after a ten-day absence. The psychological emotion cannot be stopped by the physiology...

Zhao Rong went to wipe the thin, fragrant sweat from Concubine Zhao Ling's blushing forehead. Seeing that the pure and clean fairy was turned into such a red-faced and shameful look by him, even sweating, he couldn't help but feel a sense of accomplishment...

The accompanying sense of conquest and pride is probably something that all men will be obsessed with...

After half a stick of incense, a beautiful woman with red cheeks and soft legs hurriedly escaped from someone's backed rocking chair. She covered her chest with her jade hands, breathed out the fragrant wind violently, and turned around to run away.

But how could Zhao Rong let her go so easily, he picked her up with exceptional agility, reached forward with his hand, grabbed her bright wrist, and pulled her into his arms.

Then the beauty fell into his arms again.

Zhao Rong looked down, and saw the beautiful woman who was sweating and panting slightly. It can be said that she had a peach face, long and green water, and her flesh was fragrant and greasy through the red gauze.

Such a young gentleman is simply beautiful.

Concubine Zhao Ling didn't know why her husband's sex was so high after he came back, she just said that he missed her very much after a long absence.

Right now, her heart is as sweet as honey, but she is really ashamed, so she whispered softly: "Will... why don't you take a bath first, you're sweating a lot."

Zhao Rong thought for a while, and said seriously: "Wouldn't you still be sweating later?"

Zhao Lingfei was speechless.

Zhao Rong suddenly nodded, "I understand, it's still a woman who knows how to play and is considerate to her husband, wait a minute, I'm going to get the clothes, you go to boil water and prepare things, let's wash together, and study the technique of rubbing the back by the way..."

Concubine Zhao Ling: "..."

Brother Rong, you... you are enough...

Concubine Zhao Ling wanted to run away, but she was overwhelmed by the domineering scholar Zhao Ziyu under the 'coercion and temptation'.

soon.

After a woman with autumn eyes nodded imperceptibly with a blushing face, Zhao Rong walked to the bookcase with ease, and rummaged through the second change of clothes for the day.

Concubine Zhao Ling straightened her black hair and hair, and got up to prepare water.

At a certain moment, the young Confucian scholar casually pulled out a familiar gown from a room in the suitcase, and turned to leave, but at this moment, something pink slipped out of the folded gown.

The pink silk cloth gently fell to the ground.

At the same time, it also attracted the eyes of the two people in the house who were about to take a mandarin duck bath.

This is……

Concubine Zhao Ling, whose pretty face was still slightly flushed, looked down for a while.

She asked softly, "Whose Doudu is this?"

"..." Zhao Rong.

Chapter 418 is the mission of the husband...

Zhao Rong recognized who this little pink bellyband belonged to at first sight.

After all, after finishing things before, I often pick it up and wipe it off.

A certain stupid girl seemed to think that he liked this one, so she also foolishly liked wearing it...

However, it fell out of his clothes right now, and after contacting a certain little fox demon who stayed here last night, who did it, for Zhao Rong, the answer is already obvious.

Although he solved the case in seconds, but at this moment, the situation is more serious than social death.

After a conspicuous pink silk cloth appeared under someone's feet, the room fell into a deathly silence.

The girl with autumn eyes who was about to take a bath with Zhao Rong stopped in place, lowered her eyes, and stared intently at Su Xiaoxiao's pink apron.

After asking gently, she waited quietly without raising her eyes to see Zhao Rong's expression.

However, after Concubine Zhao Ling's voice fell, she didn't take three breaths.

Zhao Rong squatted down in the blink of an eye, picked up the pink bellyband, raised his hand to his nose, sniffed it as if nothing had happened, and then smiled lightly.

He smiled, walked straight up to Qing Jun, quietly placed the pink bellyband in the hand of the beautiful-eyed lady, and winked at her.

All this happened quietly, there was no words between the two, but Zhao Rong's meaning was obvious.

Seeing her husband's blatant behavior, the suspicious look in Concubine Zhao Ling's eyes was suddenly replaced by complex expressions such as embarrassment and disbelief.

It seems to be afraid that the lady will not be able to understand his meaning and "good intentions" due to her clumsiness.

Zhao Rong nodded to her, then lowered his head to Concubine Zhao Ling's ear, and whispered softly:

"Try it."

When Concubine Zhao Ling rubbed her ears with Zhao Rong just now, the roots of her ears, which were already very red, suddenly turned red like a layer of morning glow, and the red became deeper, almost vivid.

The next second, she touched the onion finger of the pink apron, as if touching a red soldering iron, and shrank back in fright.

However, Zhao Rong chuckled, stretched out his hand reluctantly, and stuffed the pink bellyband into Zhao Lingfei's plain hand, and then patted her upturned buttocks under the white clothes, "Be obedient, Qingjun."

He smiled a little badly.

Concubine Zhao Ling was ashamed of this marvelous affair between the husband and wife. Facing the interest that Brother Rong added to the mandarin duck bath, she stared at him with her autumn eyes for a while, and looked at the apron in her hand with shame, and her bare hands trembled slightly. Brother Rong came back with great difficulty, and was watching enthusiastically from the side again. She wished she could throw it away.

Brother Rong'er is really going too far, thinking about these nasty things all day long, thinking of ways to spoil her... Now he even bought her a small underwear... She... She has a cleanliness... If I hadn't met this incomparable bastard in this life, Zhao Lingfei's ten jade fingers would not be stained with spring water and romantic things, not to mention tiring work such as cleaning bedding, let alone men's dirty things...

But now, in order to make her sweetheart happy, she succumbs to please him again and again, following his wishes.

Really... really an enemy in her previous life... Concubine Zhao Ling hated herself for not being up to date, and sometimes she couldn't stand up in front of him.

At this moment, Zhao Rong blinked, and thoughtfully said: "Don't worry, lady, it's clean and incensed, don't believe me, take a sniff."

Concubine Zhao Ling: "..." I smell you big-headed ghost!

Well, it's been scented with a little body fragrance... Zhao Rong added in his heart.

Seeing that the lady was taken away by him again, and his attention was diverted, he couldn't help but quietly breathed a sigh of relief, but for some reason, when he thought that Qingjun would wear a small bellyband to take a mandarin duck bath with him later, Zhao Rong suddenly ...I got a feeling.

It feels a little...exciting, something is wrong, how can I be so good at playing.

Just when someone was reflecting deeply, Concubine Zhao Ling, who buried her head in front of her chest, leaned forward and pressed her head against his chest. At the same time, she nudged Zhao Rong who was blocking the way with her jade hands, wanting to go straight forward.

"I don't want it." She turned her eyes away and said stubbornly.

Concubine Zhao Ling felt that she had to try to make a change.

"Just try it once. I managed to prepare it for you. Cough cough, do you know how difficult it is? People almost found out when I made this thing." Zhao Rong, who was trying to survive in a hurry, turned out to be a guest, but actually acted. Excited, sell miserably to the wife.

"I want... I want to try you with that little girl Qian'er, I don't want to..." Seeing that Zhao Rong was blocking the way again, Concubine Zhao Ling beat him.

Zhao Rong said speechlessly: "If I turn around and try it first with her, according to this girl's temperament, she will definitely tell you about the things that are ahead of you, and you will deny it when the time comes, but you will probably sulk again Don't blame me then, just take your anger out on me."

He sighed and couldn't help complaining: "I don't know you two, it's been like this since childhood."

"No wonder." Concubine Zhao Ling got angry and said back, "Who wants to argue about such a bad thing."

Zhao Rong raised his brows, um, he has already let go, according to my experience, just three more coaxing can win.

This time is the "darkness before dawn", in fact, Qing Jun has already softened his heart, he must not use the aggressive method, if you say something good, then go to Qian'er, what do you like, but continue to coax, Take advantage of the victory to pursue.

He put Qingjunlou into his arms with one hand, and covered her "disgusted" plain hand holding the pink bellyband with the other, and said with a bitter face:

"Little Qingjun, my little Qingjun. I haven't committed any crimes recently, right? Just reward your husband and be satisfied this time..."

Looking at her husband who had rarely softened, Concubine Zhao Ling sullenly said, "You really did nothing wrong?"

"No!" Zhao Rong was upright.

Well, it's 'recently', previous offenses don't count.

Concubine Zhao Ling's voice was very crisp and pleasant, "It's not because you are outside recently, and Qian'er is also by your side. If this can cause me big trouble, how can I live this day."

"Yes, yes, the lady taught me the lesson." Zhao Rong, who was a domineering husband before, suddenly turned into bronchitis.

Concubine Zhao Ling looked down at the pink bellyband in her hand, "Why is it this color?"

She likes the blue and white colors of lotus flowers, Brother Rong should know this.

"Try more, pink...it's pretty good, I'll try purple, red, black..." Zhao Rong seductively whispered in her ear.

At this time, the two were neck-to-neck, whispering sweet words in each other's ears, rubbing each other's ears.

Hearing her husband talk about those embarrassing colors and boudoir anecdotes, Concubine Zhao Ling couldn't help hammering and pinching him in his arms...

"This... this one is too small." Concubine Zhao Ling lowered her eyes and unfolded the small clothes of a certain little fox demon, her tone a little hesitant and puzzled.

Small... It's a little bit, after all, although you and Xiaoxiao are both skinny, they have different body types, Xiaoxiao is smaller... Zhao Rong agrees, but he said with a smile:

"It's okay, it's better to be smaller, it's more close-fitting, and it will look more like a lady after getting wet."

Concubine Zhao Ling: "..."

Why do you know so much! ?

Zhao Rong coaxed her softly for a while, and felt that she had miscalculated. Right now, the lady seemed to be a little different from usual, as if she was still suspicious of something. She was lowering her head at this moment, turning her jade hands over and over, looking at the little pink bellyband Son, it seems to be... looking for some traces.

Seeing this scene, Zhao Rong suddenly felt guilty.

No, I have to get some hard ones, Qingjun sometimes doesn't eat soft ones, only hard ones.

Snapped!Zhao Rong had a hard face, and took the shot vigorously, showing no mercy to the lady's ass.

"Well, brother Rong'er, you..." Concubine Zhao Ling was ashamed and angry.

Zhao Rong pinched her sharp chin and lifted it slightly. He squinted his eyes and moved closer, so the lady looked at each other and threatened, "Hurry up, stop dawdling, and don't let me take a bath later." You wear it."

The young Confucian scholar who turned into a domineering husband suddenly leaned forward and touched the tender forehead of the beauty with autumn eyes.

bang~

He pressed against her forehead again, rubbed it, glanced at her mouth and said:

"Every time we are intimate, you insist on wearing a bellyband, because you are afraid that I will not know that there is an extra piece of nephrite in it? Stupid lady, really, what is there to hide, my husband, I will not take it by force. Before I’ve said that it’s following your wishes at this time, it doesn’t matter whether the bellyband covers it or not.”

The young couple had a verbal agreement before, and Zhao Rong needed to reach the Fuyao Realm and get Concubine Zhao Ling to nod in agreement. In addition, he had to find the location of Bai Yu, so that he could personally take the Mo Yu that Concubine Zhao Ling raised for him, and complete the process completely. The jade exchange ceremony.

In addition to the once-in-a-lifetime wedding bridal chamber, Zhao Rong promised to give Qing Jun a sense of ritual.

Although the two haven't mentioned it for a long time, and now their affection is very strong, they have always had a tacit understanding and never forgot this matter.