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Xiao Ru'er lived in the palace for a while, and really missed Min Xiang. She kept crying all night without sleeping. There was no other way, so the palace had to send him back. Rong Wenying wanted to come to Min's house, but his grandmother set a time To see him, he had no choice but to stay in the palace.

Although Xiao Ru'er went back to Min's house, she would be sent to the palace to go to school on other days except for rest days, so she could see Rong Wenying, and Rong Wenying didn't make a fuss and wanted to go to Min live at home.

Minxiang's antique shop opened in August. There was no dragon and lion dance and drumming, but a few firecrackers were set off, and then it opened.

However, because Yan Pinzhen did a good job in the early stage, and because of the relationship between Rong Jian and Ouyang, and Min Changqing also helped him advertise, there were many guests on the opening day.

There are four staff in the store, two accountants, and a shopkeeper, so they are naturally too busy, so Manager Zhang on Rong Jian's side is very thoughtful, and even sent someone to help.

The guests who come here don't necessarily buy anything, some just come to join in the fun. Min Xiang receives distinguished guests in the backyard, and after a day's work, he is also very tired at night.

In one day, he sold a few pieces of jade, a few boudoir objects, a few calligraphy and paintings, a few ancient books, and some miscellaneous things, all of which were not too expensive, but fortunately, it was a good start, Min After the antique shop closed, Xiang invited people to a restaurant not far away for dinner. All the shopkeepers and guys in the shop went, and there were several distinguished guests.

Sitting down at the two tables, although Min Xiang can only be considered a literati, he is worthy of being from the Wu family. He is somewhat talented in business. He is also very good at socializing at the dinner table.

After seeing off the guests, he said a few more words to the shopkeeper, most of the things would be handed over to the shopkeeper, so he said a few words very affectionately, and then he left.

In the shop, from the shopkeeper to the clerk, there is a monthly salary, and then the bonus in the branch, so everyone is willing to work hard, and the two accountants are arranged in a simple manner and supervise each other. This small shop can be regarded as a formal operation Exemplary.

Min Xiang drank some wine, fortunately he was not strong, and went down the restaurant with the support of his servants. When he arrived at the door, there was already a carriage waiting.

Min Xiang was helped onto the horse stool and got into the car. Just as he stretched out his hand, a strong hand in the car already stretched out to help him in.

Min Xiang sat down and looked at Rong Jian with a hint of alcohol. With a smile on his face, Rong Jian hugged him by his side, smelled the smell of alcohol on his body, and said, "Drinking too much is bad for your body. not good."

Min Xiang leaned on him, closed his eyes and fell asleep, "I didn't drink too much, thank you for your help, so I was able to open this shop so quickly. If I let me do it myself, it may take me a long time to prepare."

Rong Jian kissed him affectionately on the cheek and said, "I can't help, but I just watched you busy. How is business today?"

Min Xiang said, "It's good. I thought there would be no guests."

Rong Jian said, "How come there are no customers, you underestimate your shop too much."

However, Min Xiang knew that these customers didn't look at his face, but rather at Rong Jian. Many people must have thought that Rong Jian was the owner behind the shop. Don't dare to show more traces, for fear of falling behind.So I sent people to cheer, but the things written in the posts were very particular.

Min Xiang didn't want to talk about this anymore, but just said, "Very tired."

Rong Jian put his arms around his waist and made him sleep in her arms, and patted his shoulder lightly, thinking that he, like Ouyang Hui, didn't want Min Xiang to do any business, even if it was an antique business. But if Min Xiang wants to do it, he can't object to it. Min Xiang's decisions are often carefully considered. He knows what he wants to do, so Rong Jian knows that he can only respect him.

When he arrived at the place, Rong Jian carried Min Xiang out of the carriage, carried him to the back bedroom, and took a bath for him. Min Xiang was exhausted and fell asleep in the bathtub, and even fell asleep after being put on the bed In the past, when Rong Jian went to bed, he didn't respond at all.

The next day is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the three-day holiday is in the middle of the court. The three-day holiday is just not going to the morning court, but there are some official duties to be done, but this is already a very great gift.

In addition to rest and bathing, the extra holidays are really limited every year, so being an official is not a job at all, but a kind of life, and there is really no leisure time.

So when he can relax for a while, Rong Jian will not be in the palace, but will stay by Min Xiang's side.

Min Xiang slept soundly, and woke up early the next morning to find that Rong Jian was still by his side. He was a little surprised and asked vaguely when he woke up, "Don't you need to go to court today?"

The mid-autumn festival was approaching, and the weather was already a little cooler. Rong Jian pulled the quilt to prevent Min Xiang from freezing his shoulders, and then replied, "The mid-autumn festival has a three-day holiday, today, tomorrow, and the day after tomorrow."

Min Xiang nodded after thinking about it, and said, "No wonder shopkeeper Yan said that it was good to open yesterday. It will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is time to give gifts. Naturally, some people are willing to buy things."

Rong Jian smiled and said, "You are the owner of the shop now, and the moment you open your mouth, it's your business experience."

Min Xiang blushed when he laughed at him, and stretched out his hand to poke him on the waist. Rong Jian grabbed his hand, held it to his lips and kissed it, and said, "You were very tired yesterday, but you are better now." .”

Min Xiang sighed, "Actually, I didn't do anything yesterday. I didn't expect to have a backache. It seems that I am old and I can't bear it when I am a little tired."

Rong Jian reached out to rub his waist in a funny way, and said, "Let me rub it for you."

Min Xiang enjoyed the strength of his hands very much, so he turned over and let him give him a massage. Rong Jian pressed down from his shoulders, along the beautifully curved back, until it reached his slender waist, Further down is his ass.

Rong Jian was seduced by his posture, she couldn't control it, and touched his buttocks with her hand, Min Xiang looked back at him, Rong Jian stuck it up, kissed his ear, and said softly, "Xiang Xiang ..."

It was not easy for the two of them to have this opportunity, so although Min Xiang felt that he was still tired, he didn't refuse, turned over, met his eyes, and kissed together.

The two of them were busy a while ago, and Xiao Ru'er was going to sleep with Min Xiang after returning to Min's house. The two of them couldn't find a chance to make out, but Rong Jian couldn't help but feel that everything was too rare to have this chance.

So that for a while the movement was a little violent, Min Xiang felt pain, and his brows were tightly frowned. Rong Jian knew it, so he slowed down quickly.

Min Xiang's black hair was scattered on the pillow and mattress, and Rong Jian's hair was also loose, and fell down on Min Xiang's cheeks, shoulders, and felt rubbed and itched to the bottom of his heart.

Rong Jian hugged Min Xiang up, turned over and let him sit on his waist, Min Xiang let out a soft cry, and pressed his face against each other, the two of them rubbed their ears together, but their bodies were still connected.

Min Xiang couldn't bear it a little bit, he raised his neck, and clasped Rong Jian's shoulders tightly with his fingers, as if he was about to die, but he didn't die, he just reached bliss in a trance, his whole body softened, and was caught again Rong Jian hugged him on the bed, supporting his pair of slender white legs.

It was already bright outside, and there were birds chirping, and the maids were all the smartest. When they heard a sound, they hurriedly dismissed the people around them, and waited on the other side. Need to serve fragrant soup.

When Rong Jian finally let him go, Min Xiang felt that all his strength had been exhausted, and he lay there weakly and let Rong Jian rub his waist for him. Although the weather had cooled down, the two of them were still covered in sweat. Rong Jian hugged Min Xiang into his arms, and the two stuck together, and he kissed his cheek and the corners of his lips.

It was the time when she had the best energy, and Rong Jian was eager to have sex with Min Xiang every night, but there were few opportunities to have sex with him every five or six days, so every time she had sex with him, Rong Jian tried her best to make the two of them fall in love with each other. Can be cheerful, so after a love affair, I feel hearty.

Min Xiang lay on the bed for most of the day, his waist was sore and his legs were weak, and he didn't want to move.

Before Rong Jian hugged him to wash his body, he asked Min Xiang to prepare porridge for breakfast, and then let him go to bed again.

He himself was dealing with official business on the couch in the bedroom, and Min Xiang woke up after another sleep, only to remember his son, and asked Rong Jian, "Why don't you see Xiao Ru'er coming to make trouble?"

Normally, Xiao Ru'er couldn't stand being lonely, so she would definitely run over to make trouble for him.

Only then did Rong Jian reply, "Yesterday you were socializing very late, and Xiao Ru'er felt bored at home, so I sent him to play with Wenying in the palace. He's not at home."

It was only then that Min Xiang came to his senses, "So that's how it is."

Rong Jian added, "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the emperor asked me to take Wenying into the palace to celebrate the festival together. I'm afraid I won't be able to accompany you and Xiao Ru'er tomorrow. You will follow me back to the palace today. We passed the festival early today." How about Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Min Xiang thought about it and nodded.

Rong Jian got up from the couch, came to the bedside, bent down and stroked Min Xiang's cheeks, the marks on Min Xiang's cheeks were all healed, and Rong Jian's eyes were almost healed, looking at it like this, I also felt that Min Xiang Xiangmian is as white as jade, and his skin is as delicate as fat, which is really unimaginable. Min Xiang said he was old.

Rong Jian kissed Min Xiang's nose and cheek again, thinking that Min Xiang's behavior was probably hereditary, and his Wu family all had good looks.

Needless to say, Concubine Wu was the one Rong Jian had seen, and she still thinks she looks the best. She is also like an ageless goblin. She has been favored by her for more than ten years. It seems that her appearance has not changed.

Even Min Xiang's father, the prime minister back then, was also the most beautiful man in the court at that time. He didn't look old at the age of 50 or [-], and he still had a disturbing demeanor when he was dying. It's no wonder that so many courtiers were willing to follow him he.

Rong Jian kissed Min Xiang's eyes again, and sighed, "Why are you so pretty!"

Min Xiang was baffled by what he said, and only thought it was his love words, so he said, "Don't be so glib."

Rong Jian smiled, and kissed his lips again. Min Xiang had enough sleep, and he was energetic, but his body was still soft. He knew the essence of Rong Jian's caress, and he was a little ready to move, and there was nothing that day Both of them have to be free, but it's not good to be promiscuous in the daytime, so he had to hide, "Don't..."

Rong Jian took a deep breath, suppressed the desire in her heart, let him go, and said something after spending time with him, "I'm already ready, just tonight, let Xiao Ru'er recognize me as a foster father .”