Sumu wood in the quadrangle welcomes spring

When I entered the house, I found that the stove had been filled with briquettes and the fire was not extinguished. The house was quite warm at the moment.

"Quite obedient."

Qin Huairu is an expert at running a household.

Not good at eating, lazy to cook, and always look like that no matter what I do.

Su Mu had previously told her to refill the stove and keep the fire going when she left.

When we got back at night, the stove was still burning.

Qin Huairu must have come over again during this period.

Otherwise, I would never be able to survive from afternoon to now.

When I entered the house and was about to take off my coat, I looked down and immediately felt dumbfounded.

The crotch is wet.

As if it had been soaked in water.

Fortunately, the night was dark and windy, and Su Mu was wearing dark pants, otherwise others would have thought that he had peed his pants.

"What's this all about?"

Su Mu knew what happened without even thinking about it.

I drank too much, and I wasn't drunk stupidly. I couldn't have vomited on my own.

First, I added another fire to the stove, and then turned down the damper.

This is called a stuffy stove.

It’s a technique that was almost lost after a few decades.

Then close the door and turn off the lights.

Su Mu instantly disappeared into the black-shrouded room.

In grandma’s small courtyard space.

Su Mu threw the cotton pants into the pulsator washing machine that integrated washing and drying.

This kind of thing cannot be explained clearly.

He couldn't leave the matter of starching and washing cotton pants to Qin Huairu.

Sitting cross-legged, Su Mu began to adjust his inner breath again, calling on the 'little mouse' that was gradually growing in his body.

A trace of dark blue mist suddenly appeared in the space, surrounding Su Mu.

If you look carefully, you can see that the mist is not surrounding it, but like a naughty child, it passes through Sumu's body as if it doesn't exist.

But every once in a while, the fog becomes less visible to the naked eye.

Then some more people will appear out of thin air in the space and continue to surround them.

It feels like a waterfall falling into a pool.

No matter how much it is consumed, it will remain a certain amount.

Su Mu himself didn't know about this situation.

Once his 'Nine Yang Divine Art' enters the cultivation state, he will completely forget himself and cannot be distracted by other things.

This is also the reason why he rarely practiced inner breath outside the space.

Always maintain keen insight and precautions, fearing that you will not be able to respond in time when encountering danger.

I do not know how long it has been.

Su Mu opened his eyes.

Only then did he realize belatedly that practicing the inner breath technique could actually effectively sober him up.

My consciousness is clear and my stomach is no longer uncomfortable.

Looking at the washing machine again, the settings have already been completed.

Take out the cotton pants and pat them a few times to make the cotton more fluffy.

Su Mu ducked out of the space.

In the space, Su Mu adjusted his breath for more than two hours at a time, while in the outside world, only a few minutes passed.

Since the golden finger in the underground cave space of Prince Chun Mansion was reactivated.

The spatial attributes have been upgraded to a certain extent.

Maybe it's also because he doesn't want to be stabbed in the back like before.

Getting in and out has become more convenient, at least with a millisecond improvement, which Su Mu is well aware of.

Secondly, there is a time difference between some areas in the space and the outside world.

This statement is not entirely correct.

It is the time difference between areas with different attributes in the space and the outside world that can be adjusted.

For now, the maximum is probably a 1:65 ratio.

Su Mu didn't know how this ratio was calculated, but it didn't prevent him from using it at will.

Su Mu adjusted the time in the villa to the maximum to use it for self-cultivation and rest.

Two hours in the villa and a few minutes in the outside world.

……

Yu Li rushed into the latrine.

It was freezing cold, but she felt hot all over.

I took off my pants and squatted in the pit, but my butt didn't even feel cold.

On the contrary, I feel that this is a way to cool down the heat.

The cheeks and ankles that had been scratched were the hottest, so hot that they felt like they were going to burn.

I took off my pants and didn't do anything for a long time, so I just left them there to cool down.

There was not a drop of urine left, it was all splashed on my pants.

Sitting on a strange man and peeing...

Let alone Su Mu, a strange man, even if it were his own man Yan Jiecheng, he would be embarrassed to death.

Yu Li wished she could just jump into the manure pit and suffocate herself to death.

How will I see anyone after this?

It's just that the latrine is not a place where she has been hiding for a long time.

In the end, he had no choice but to pull up his pants and return to the back room one step at a time.

Yan Jiecheng was sleeping soundly.

But as Yu Li opened the door and entered the house, the snoring stopped immediately.

Yu Li took off her cotton pants and took a thermos in the dark to pour water into the basin.

How could she go to bed without washing her.

"Daughter-in-law, what's wrong?"

"It's okay, go to sleep now."

Yan Jiecheng turned over and fell asleep again.

In the silent night, the only sound in the room was the splashing of Yu Li's water.

There were also a few faint sounds of Yan Jiecheng sniffing his nose.

Early the next morning.

Yu Li is still asleep.

After struggling for half the night yesterday, she was so excited that she tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.

The sky was polished before I fell asleep.

result……

Snapped!

Yu Li was slapped awake.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Yan Jiecheng, whose eyes were about to pop out of his head. He raised his palm as if he was about to slap him down again.

Yu Li groaned, quickly turned her head to dodge, and pulled the quilt to protect her face.

The next moment, Yan Jiecheng pulled the quilt to the ground.

"You bitch, tell me, what did you do behind my back last night?"

Only then did Yu Li see that Yan Jiecheng was holding her own cotton pants in his other hand.

Yesterday, Yu Li was in a state of mind and her body was washed, but her cotton trousers were put on the horse and grilled by the stove.

When I saw Yan Jiecheng's raised cotton pants, there was a faint map...

So shameful.

His face was burning.

wrong.

"Yan Jiecheng, you, you hit me!"

"Bah! Even if I hit you lightly, who did you go to behind my back last night?"

"You're talking nonsense."

Yu Li is not stupid.

Don't say that there is no such thing at all. Even if it is, it certainly cannot be admitted.

"I, I held back my urine last night, and before I even got up to the latrine, I couldn't hold it back..."

Yan Jiecheng was startled, looked down at his cotton pants, and then looked up at Yu Li who was sitting up on the bed.

Suddenly he became angry again.

"Stop talking nonsense! Look at you, your lip was bitten, and you are still talking to me."

"Yan Jiecheng, you bastard!"

Yu Li pursed her lips. Although she didn't know what she looked like, her lips were indeed a little scabbed and the corners of her mouth were a little swollen.