home with a good wife

Zhuo Jingxuan walked out of the brothel and said: "I'm going to marry a young master and become a concubine. Fusang will be my home in the future. I want to look around, and I even dressed up as a man. I don't know that I will encounter trouble." thing."

"Fortunately, there is that young master who rescued the young lady." The servant girl laughed, "That young master is really handsome and has extraordinary skills..."

"Hmm..." Zhuo Jingxuan raised the corners of her lips and blushed.

Yanhong, the maid in Cheng Tianqing's room, was holding the purchased silk and standing across the street. She saw Lu Jing frowning from the brothel, and her delicate eyebrows frowned: "Ma'am?"

When Cheng Tianqing returned to the room from the training ground, he saw Yanhong standing in the room, feeling a little embarrassed.

Cheng Tianqing put down his sword and said, "Yanhong, what's the matter, have you caused trouble again?"

Yanhong bit her lip, lowered her voice and said, "It's not me, it's...it's my husband!"

"Madam... Lu Jing?!" Cheng Tianqing walked up to Yanhong and said eagerly, "Quickly tell me, what happened to Lu Jing?!"

"Ma'am, he...he..." Yan Hong showed embarrassment.

"Say it quickly, you want to kill me?!" Cheng Tianqing broke into a layer of cold sweat, could it be that the man in black who attacked them last time came to take revenge? !Is Lu Jing okay? !

Yan Hong's face became even redder, she stomped her feet and said, "Ma'am, he has gone to the brothel!"

Cheng Tianqing was stunned for a moment, then his eyes darkened: "Brothel, what do you mean?"

Yan Hong gritted her silver teeth, with a look of resentment on her face: "The servant just went to the street to fetch the silk ordered by the old lady, and saw the lady come out of the brothel, followed by a man with a handsome face, looking at him infatuatedly, needless to say , must be good friends!!"

Brothel, good friends...Cheng Tianqing clenched his fists, good you Lu Jing, you've only been married and you've been messing around outside, and you've been messing around! !

I said why don't you touch me recently, but it turned out that I got a girlfriend outside...! !Cheng Tianqing gritted his silver teeth, his handsome eyes were full of anger.

When Lu Jing returned to the room, he saw Cheng Tianqing sitting at the table, looking at him with burning eyes. Lu Jing was stunned, put the sweet-scented osmanthus cake in his hand on the table, kissed his hair, and said, "Tianqing , came back from the martial arts training ground, are you hungry? Eat some sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Cheng Tianqing was not in the mood to eat sweet-scented osmanthus cake, he got up and pounced into Lu Jing's arms, sniffing his nose like a kitten, smelling it on Lu Jing Smelling it, Lu Jing felt a little itchy, put his arms around his waist and laughed: "What are you doing? Do you smell fishy?"

Hmph, I didn't smell the fishy smell, but I could smell the smell of incense powder. Anyone who knows how to use such flamboyant incense powder must be a frivolous and vulgar person! !Cheng Tianqing secretly slandered.

At the same time, Chu Simiao, who was swinging a folding fan in room No. [-] in the brothel, sneezed. He turned around, looked at the wide open window, and shrugged his shoulders. In this weather, if you don't pay attention, you can easily catch the wind and cold.

"Husband, where have you been?" Cheng Tianqing raised his little furry head and asked with pouted lips.

His cheeks were puffed up, and he looked very dissatisfied, ah, cute... Lu Jing stretched out his fingers expressionlessly, poked his sky-blue cheeks, and said, "I'm going to buy you sweet-scented osmanthus cake, love Little one with a sweet tooth."

"Aside from buying sweet-scented osmanthus cake?" Cheng Tianqing looked disbelieving.

Lu Jing frowned and said, "I only bought osmanthus cake, nothing else."

Cheng Tianqing lowered his head, why did he lie?Is there really a ghost...? !

Cheng Tianqing took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake, stood on tiptoe, and kissed Lu Jing's lips. Cheng Tianqing's lips carried the sweet scent of osmanthus. Lu Jing half-closed his eyes, and gently pushed Cheng Tianqing away. tangled up.

Lu Jing hugged him and kissed him for a while, then let him go, and patted his head: "Hurry up and eat the sweet-scented osmanthus cake." Cheng Tianqing was stunned, then sat down, and took a bite of the sweet-scented osmanthus cake.