Reborn Fierce Wife: Young Marshal Slowly Coaxes Her

When Jing Yuanzhao, Yan Xin, and Zhang Nanshu walked out of the old house, he began to dislike Zhang Nanshu.

"...I'll give you a handful of money. Go out and buy some food. Don't be like a follower." Jing Yuanzhao said.

Zhang Nanshu hummed: "I advise you not to get carried away. You are not at home most of the time, but I am here every day. When you leave home later, I will say bad things about you eight hundred times a day. Let's see how Piggy still likes you."

Jing Yuanzhao: "I'm afraid your skin is itchy."

"Both each other." Miss Zhang San is not someone to be bullied.

Yan Xin just laughed.

Jing Yuanzhao drove and the three of them went to the street.

Most of the people on the street are young people, trying to catch up with the latest trends. Under the eaves of the shop, a row of red lanterns is hung, bright and warm, dispelling the cold winter nights.

The adjutants followed closely behind.

"This teahouse has delicious fried melon seeds. I'm going to buy some." Zhang Nanshu said.

Yan Xin: "I'll accompany you."

Zhang Nanshu quietly pinched the inside of her arm: "You are also a fool."

She left on her own.

Miss Zhang San is very understanding of style and has already planned to travel alone so as not to disturb the two of them.

They both don't have much free time all year round and are always busy.

It's just that Zhang Nanshu's words are unforgiving.

After she left, her two lieutenants followed her into the teahouse.

Yan Xinzhao was about to say something, but Jing Yuanzhao held her hand and whispered to her: "Let's go out to play."

"Where to go?"

"Go to Chengshan." Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin was slightly surprised: "So late?"

The day before yesterday, she told her grandmother that she would buy a house for her at the foot of Chengshan Mountain.

"...Do you know there are many hot spring resorts in Chengshan?" Jing Yuanzhao asked.

The mountain is not high, but it occupies a large area. There is a flat and open area where more than a dozen hot spring villas have been built.

It is not easy to buy a hot spring villa in Chengshan, because a villa is built for each spring. There are only so many springs, and there is no point in expanding them.

Those who can own the hot spring villa here must be rich or noble.

In the previous life, Yan Xin had only heard about it and had never been there.

"We'll stay there tonight. If we don't go back, we can just go back home tomorrow morning and pay New Year's greetings to my mother." Jing Yuanzhao said.

Yan Xin: "This is inappropriate..."

"Then we'll go back in the middle of the night," he said. "Anyway, my family won't go home until after the baby is born, so I have to stay with the old lady."

Yan Xin: "You don't need to accompany me?"

"It's not my grandmother," he said.

He took Yan Xin and got into the car again and set off for Chengshan.

On the way up the mountain, a whole row of lanterns was hung, shining red light on the ground.

Yan Xin thought that she and Jing Yuanzhao were bored and went up the mountain in the middle of the night. Unexpectedly, there are people on the mountain road one after another.

Fireworks were set off in the distant sky, set off by people from the Hot Spring Villa.

"There are really people." Yan Xin said.

Jing Yuanzhao: "In previous years, we would stay at home on New Year's Eve. Now there is a new government and reforms, and everyone is willing to find something different to do. Every year during the New Year, there are many people at the Hot Spring Villa."

Some fashionable young men simply invite their friends to have fun all night long.

Jing Yuanzhao's house is the innermost one, surrounded by valleys on three sides, making it secluded and spacious.

The two of them passed by the door of a house and vaguely heard the laughter of men and women inside.

"It's a bit like celebrating Christmas." Yan Xinxiao said.

Jing Yuanzhao: "Is Christmas very lively?"

Yan Xin: "..."

It will take a few more years. Christmas is very lively, especially among young people.

Yan Xin's son would also go to join in the fun and return home when he was a child.

"I prefer this new world." Yan Xin said.

"Because the rules that weighed down our heads are gone. In today's world, money and guns open the way." Jing Yuanzhao said.

In the previous dynasty, various ascending channels were controlled, and the world had its own rules.

For example, military generals are always looked down upon; another example is that a family with little money is tainted with the word "nobility", and some ancestors' false reputations can also be respected.

After the emperor abdicated, all these sanctimonies were broken.

No one is qualified to stand on the false name of the ancestors and dominate.

Either very powerful or very rich.

"You're right." Yan Xin smiled.

At this moment, the door of the noisy courtyard opened, and someone came out to get some air.

He met Yan Xin and Jing Yuanzhao.

"...You also go up to the mountain to play?" Zhou Junwang saw them and asked.

Yan Xin nodded and smiled.

Jing Yuanzhao: "Those who are crying and howling like this are indeed members of your Youth Gang. The gangsters made their fortune, and the children are more cheerful."

Yan Xin: "..."

Zhou Junwang couldn't help but laugh: "You're celebrating the New Year, you don't wish me happy New Year, but you are trying to push me? Did I offend you?"

"You didn't kowtow to me either," Jing Yuanzhao said.

Zhou Junwang: "You kowtow first so that I can feel your sincerity."

The two joked with each other for a while, and Jing Yuanzhao took Yan Xin away.

Zhou Junwang stood there, still not looking away.

Jing Yuanzhao is the only one who comes out of the hot spring villa. There are cliffs on three sides, and the hot spring pool is built on the edge, overlooking the entire valley.

It’s just that the valley is dark and not interesting.

It was a cold night, but the hot spring water was warm and filled with abundant water vapor, nourishing people who were stiff from the winter night.

There are people waiting for you at the villa.

A gauze garment was prepared, which was ankle-length but very thin.

Jing Yuanzhao was not afraid of the cold, so he changed his clothes in the resting pavilion in the middle of the hot spring pool. Yan Xin was not as thick-skinned as him, so she went to the greenhouse.

After she came out, Jing Yuanzhao sent out all the people serving her.

He said: "It's better not to wear it."

The gauze garment is worn for hot spring bathing, so it is made to be extremely light and loose to avoid being heavy due to the water.

The few small lights beside the hot spring pool couldn't block his sight. He could see everything he should see, so he sighed like this.

Yan Xin ignored him and got into the pool first.

He came down soon.

In fact, the hot spring pool here is quite large, divided into left and right sides, with a pavilion built in the middle and a curtain lowered to cover it.

Since Yan Xin agreed to come with him, she didn't expect the two of them to hang out separately.

When he got into the pool, he hugged her and kissed her.

Yan Xin was used to being served by him these days, and she softened as soon as he touched her body. She gently rubbed his arm with her hand, and there was a slight gasp in her throat.

She was so happy.

Such ultimate happiness is as easy to obtain as strong wine or new clothes. Yan Xin had never received anything in her previous life, and she had missed so much.

His gauze clothes had disappeared, and she snuggled slightly into his arms. The clothes were still on her body, but open, her cheeks were flushed, and her heart was beating like it was jumping out of her throat.

He picked up the water next to him, took a few big sips, and handed it to her mouth.

Yan was thirsty, so he stepped forward and swallowed twice before realizing it was rice wine.

The rice wine was sweet, not high in alcohol, and delicious. She drank the remaining half of the bowl.

Jing Yuanzhao: "This wine has a strong stamina, drink it slowly."

He poured another bowl and drank half of it himself.

Yan Xin leaned forward to kiss him, licking his lips to absorb a little bit of drunkenness. Jing Yuanzhao laughed and deliberately teased her with the wine.

She was intoxicated and obsessed, and kissed him again.

"Big brother..."

Her breathing was so tight that she was on fire, "Azhao."

Jing Yuanzhao was stunned for a moment, a warmth flowed into his heart, and he almost trembled: "Scream again!"

"Azhao," she called him, leaning into his arms, "Azhao, look at me."

"look in."

"No, look again." She took his hand, "Azhao, I'm so hot!"

The wine was dry and the hot spring water was so hot that her skin was so hot that it melted into water and flowed everywhere.