Husband is a soft girl

Ever since she ate Xiaoxing's fried beans, Xiaoxiang felt that this person is a good person.

It's a pity that I don't pay much attention to her.

"Xiaoxing~" Xiaoxiang called out after a while like a follower, "What are you doing~ Do you want me to help?"

The only answer to her was a silent knocking.

Xiaoxiang scratched the door frame, poked her head to look, and saw Xiaoxing doing laundry by the well, she was amused——she knows how to do laundry!

"I'll help you." Xiao Xiang rolled up her sleeves.

The mallet that was raised in mid-air stopped, Xiao Xing didn't raise her head, and she didn't look at her, but the sturdy mallet in her hand quietly changed direction, as if it was about to hit her approaching head in the next moment.

"I...I'll do it." Xiaoxiang strengthened her courage, got up slightly to catch the hammer, "I cook, but you don't like it, why don't you do the laundry."

As she spoke, she took the mallet, but Xiao Xing held it very tightly, her fingers stuck to it and she couldn't break it off.

"Just let me help you..." Xiaoxiang unknowingly acted coquettishly, pulled Xiao Xing's hand down, and hugged her for a while, trying to pry the mallet away dishonestly with her fingers.

The girl's warm body melted away the coolness of the water droplets, and the shabby and light clothes were wet in small spots, revealing the delicate skin faintly.

Xiao Xing wanted to push, but as soon as she moved, she sent her arm to Xiao Xiang's arms, and then she wanted to pull it away, but Xiao Xiang relied on her own flexibility, sobbed, wrapped her hands around her fingers and clasped her fingers, which made people struggle. Do not take off.

"Oh." Xiao Xing frowned, "Let go, I'll wash it for you."

Xiaoxiang smiled openly, her crisp voice was pitched higher, and it was noisier when it swayed in her ears than if the dishes were dropped on the floor.

After staring at it for a while, Xiao Xing saw Xiao Xiang beating her clothes with a mallet, her frail body seemed to be healed, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and went back to the room without saying a word.

"Hey!" Xiao Xiang was anxious, "Xiao Xing, where are you going?"

The only answer to her was a figure from the back that quickened her pace.

"Really..." Xiao Xiang curled her lips, threw aside the laundry she was doing, and brought Xiao Xing's skirt over.

The mallet was in the air, and I couldn't use it anymore.

"Forget it," Xiaoxiang touched the somewhat worn and rough fabric, "I'll save up money to buy it for her, and it won't be too late to break it."

Obediently finished washing the clothes, Xiaoxiang stood on tiptoe to dry on the wooden rack.

She was not as tall as Xiao Xing, so she couldn't find a stool, so she used the most stupid method, holding the clothes and jumping up, jumping and shaking, until the whole thing was put on the wooden frame.

Jumping and jumping, her waist was a little cold, and when she looked down, her top was floating with the beating.

"Oh." Xiaoxiang blushed, her eyes rolled from side to side.

Seeing no one, she felt relieved, anyway, there were only a few pieces left, so hurry up to finish drying, and hurry back to rest.

Having said that, Xiaoxiang tossed and tossed for a long time, her body couldn't stand it anymore, she gritted her teeth and jumped a few times before bending over to catch her breath, covering her heart for a while and resting, but she still didn't feel relieved.

"It's stupid."

Suddenly, she heard a cold sarcasm, turned to see Xiao Xing, pursed her lips, "I... I'm almost done, just wait."

Saying that, Xiaoxiang straightened up, ready to jump up with all her strength, but she just stood on her tiptoes, and a pair of firm hands clasped her waist, pulling and pulling, and she fell backwards, screaming in fright, "ah!"

"What are you afraid of?" Xiao Xing followed her steadily.

Xiao Xiang was annoyed, "What are you doing, don't hinder me..."

"Use this, lift it up." Xiao Xing let go, and picked up the mallet from the laundry tub.

"..." Xiaoxiang tapped her head: She has become really stupid, she didn't expect this.

Xiaoxiang was thin-skinned, she lowered her head and reached out for a mallet, but Xiaoxing wouldn't give it to her, so she snatched the clothes with her hands, and hung them up lightly.

"You..." Xiaoxiang flattened her mouth, "Speaking is nothing! Hmph!"

She turned around and went back to the house, striding forward, thinking: I also want to show her a back view.

And... ignore her for two days!

-

Xiaoxiang hasn't talked to Xiaoxing for two days.

There was only one bed in the room, and Xiao Xiang was asleep, so Xiao Xing tidied up the big round table, covered it with bedding and pillows.As the days went by, Xiaoxiang's health improved, and she felt more and more regretful, especially in the past two days, when it was windy and rainy outside, she could hear it most clearly at the round table, Xiao Xing turned over from time to time, shaking the table legs babbling.

"You..." Xiaoxiang couldn't fall asleep after hearing this, and said in a trembling voice, "Let's sleep together here."

Xiao Xing didn't answer, she seemed to have turned over, causing the legs of the table to wobble.

"Come here." Xiaoxiang was anxious, "It's noisy and cold, how can I sleep."

Xiao Xing still didn't reply, silently.

Stuck in her heart, Xiaoxiang lifted the quilt and got out of bed, trying to pull Xiaoxing over by herself, but her feet didn't touch the ground, and finally a voice answered from the other end, "Don't move!"

When Xiao Xing was fierce, Xiao Xiang was afraid, she shrank back under the bed and whispered, "Then come here."

"Oh."

Xiao Xiang heard the rustling sound and knew that Xiao Xing was coming. She was very happy and shrank back to make room on the bed.Just moved, when she looked up, she saw Xiao Xing lit a lamp, the flickering candlelight hit the smooth silk surface of the plain red flower bellyband, like ripples in water, so people couldn't take their eyes off it.

The coat is shabby and careless, but the bellyband is very good...

Xiaoxiang was stunned, covered her front, blushed and lowered her head, "What kind of lamp are you lighting?"

Xiao Xing blew it out as she said, and groped onto the bed.

The bed was too small, the two of them stuck together when they moved, Xiaoxiang couldn't sleep soundly, turned around, touched the soft ups and downs with her hand, felt it again in a daze, wondering what it was that held it so smooth .

"Xiaoxiang."

"Ok?"

Xiao Xiang woke up with a start, and was stunned for a moment before realizing that she had bumped into Xiao Xing.

It's not just touching.

"Sorry..." Xiaoxiang wanted to withdraw her hand in a panic, but she was held when she moved.

The warm fingertips patted the back of her hand, slowly moved along, swam over her shoulder and pressed it suddenly.

Xiao Xiang lay flat on the bed, staring blankly at Xiao Xing who turned over and looked down at her, "You..."

The lightly opened lips, the dexterous tip of the tongue, slipped between the teeth and fell back, trembling slightly.

In the dark night, Xiao Xing could also see clearly, she clenched her chin and kissed it, urgently and ruthlessly, she pulled out the little idiot who was trying to hide by the corner of the quilt, turned her body and pressed it tightly, lowered her head to hold the red and hot girl earlobe, whispered, "Don't want to help me?"

Xiaoxiang trembled from being kissed, snorted, and obediently obeyed.

It was windy and rainy outside, Xiaoxiang couldn't hear it, only knew that the wood in this house was not solid and always wobbled.

The next day, Xiaoxiang stopped pestering Xiaoxing for work, and called sweetly beside her, "Come with me to the market..."

"What to buy?" Xiao Xing squinted.

Holding the newly borrowed broken silver in her pocket, Xiao Xiang smiled and replied, "Clothes."

Without saying a word, he untied the money bag, and Xiao Xing handed it over, "Go yourself, here is the money."

"But..." Xiaoxiang refused to answer.

Xiao Xing wanted to cook and wanted to get angry, but she couldn't swear when she looked at her drooping little head, and finally said helplessly, "I'll ask Ruan Xuan how much I want."

Pursing her lips, Xiao Xiang stepped forward and opened her arms, "I want a hug."

Xiao Xing rolled her eyes, unwilling to return, she had no choice but to hug Shang Xiao Xiang's pitiful eyes.

Xiaoxiang refused, her arms were tightly wrapped, and she stuck her body up, muttering, "How much is one foot...here..."

"What?" Xiao Xing backed away.

Xiao Xiang shook her head, "No, I'm leaving!"

Xu Xu gestured to Xiao Xing's figure, Xiao Xiang went to many houses, bought a blue dress when she came back, and happily let Xiao Xing wear it.

Xiao Xing ignored her and put it in the cabinet.

Xiao Xiang thought that Xiao Xing didn't like it, and was annoyed for a long time. Later, she drove the carriage to the mountains to seek refuge with her old friend. She found that there was a package, layer after layer, hiding the blue dress.

"You never wear it, I thought you didn't like it." Xiao Xiang complained while grabbing Xiao Xing.

Xiao Xing smiled, "I'm afraid it will be broken."

"If you don't wear it, what should you do if you are bitten by bugs for nothing in the closet? What should you do if the moisture is too heavy and moldy..." She was happy in her heart, but her mouth was not forgiving, one sentence after another.

Xiao Xing didn't say much, she hooked her chin and rubbed the tip of her nose, and when she couldn't bear it anymore, she lowered her head and used her favorite method to coax her slowly.

Xiao Xiang thought: If she visits the hall in the future, she must wear a wedding dress. Since Xiao Xing doesn't like bright red, she can wear that water blue dress.

The sky failed as people wished, in the end, they did not visit the hall, and her words were not very auspicious, after the young mistress took them to a strange place, the water-blue clothes were thrown in the mountain of the sixth prince and could not get out .

"I knew I'd let you wear it once in the room without waiting for the hall. It's fun to wear it without breaking it." Xiaoxiang was angry when she thought about it.

Xiao Xing endured it a few times, and finally said the truth, "It won't last long in the room."

She was ashamed, and threw a stone over, "Now you want to wear it, but you can't wear it anymore. There is no blue cloth in this deep mountain and old forest. Not to mention cloth, we have eaten fish for seven days, and we will grow There are thorns coming out, and the wild vegetables taste strange... Alas, there is nothing in this mountain..."

Xiao Xing listened silently, and waited until her mouth became parched, poured water and hugged her to feed her.

Tired and crooked, Xiaoxiang still liked it, pursed her lips and raised her head to kiss, and said cheerfully, "That's all, I have food and clothing, a house and..."

"You." Xiao Xing replied.

Xiao Xiang curled up her mouth, tapped her cheeks, saw that Xiao Xing didn't move and didn't hesitate, she leaned close to her for a while, then bit Xiao Xing's chin, and muttered, "Oops...you smell like fish."

"..."

"Let's not wait for the chicken to lay eggs, but kill it directly, shall we?"

"not good."

"Why~"

"Tomorrow is your birthday, wait for the eggs to make longevity noodles for you."

"...Okay." Xiaoxiang thought for a while, but it was wrong, "Are you counting the days? The young master's birthday is also..."

"No, guess."

Xiao Xiang glanced at Xiao Xing, didn't help her relatives, and sighed comfortably in her arms, "Well, I can't remember..."

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