His Little Deer Wife is Very Fierce

Taking a bath at night to prepare for bed, one of them washes in the bathroom, and the other sits in the tub in the yard.

Shen Jize was alone in the dimly lit bathroom, and suddenly remembered what happened last night, and he began to feel scared.This small space is extraordinarily quiet, and there must be some sound to break it.

"Rongrong, what are you doing?" He knew that Lu Rong was taking a bath outside, but he deliberately asked loudly.

"I'm washing Xiangxiang." Lu Rong's voice came in.

Shen Jize had nothing to say: "You are obviously washing your armor."

In the end, Lu Rong didn't argue with him, but said sweetly: "Jiajia is Jiajia."

Shen Jize could only say, "Rongrong, sing me a song."

"I do not know how to sing."

"Don't lie, can your school not teach singing?"

"Hehehe..." Lu Rong laughed.

"Sing it quickly, sing it to your brother." Shen Jize quickly wiped the soap on his body.

Lu Rong sat in the wooden basin, stretched out his hands to hold the water, watched the water shine under the starry sky, and then slowly poured it back into the basin.

"On Longtan Mountain, apricot blossoms bloom in March.

Hold the flower branch in your hand, and look forward to Lang.

In April the sparrows are buzzing, in May the apricot blossoms are white,

In July, apricots are hanging all over the mountain, when will Lang come..."

……

Shen Jize was about to continue urging, when he heard Lu Rong's milky singing from outside.The voice was thin and clear, but it was mournful on purpose and terribly artificial.

After listening to a few words, he stopped wiping the soap and almost laughed out loud.

Lu Rong often listened to the women in the village sing this song, and he learned it by heart. The rich man said that it was men they wanted to work outside.

He couldn't understand the emotion in it, but he could imitate it. He sang very deeply, sitting in the tub and babbling with emotion.

"Lu Rong, who are you thinking about? Where is your man? Hahahahaha..." The passing villagers laughed when they heard it, "You little baby will kill me with laughter."

Lu Rong wasn't annoyed when he was interrupted, he just smiled and said, "I'm thinking about my wife."

"Hahahahaha..." The villager laughed even more happily.

Cai Ye came out of the house, holding a big towel in his hand, he couldn't help laughing and said, "What nonsense are you talking about? Get up, stop soaking."

The two were lying on the bed, the quiet moonlight covered the room, and the cool breeze drifted in from the open window, bringing subtle singing sounds in the distance.

"On Longtan Mountain, apricot blossoms bloom in March.

Hold the flower branch in your hand, I hope you will come..."

The singing voice was different from Lu Rong's deliberate sadness at the beginning, with a touch of sadness and longing embedded in it, lingering and nostalgic.

Apparently someone started to hear Lu Rong's singing, which aroused their thoughts.

Shen Jize listened for a while with his left hand pillowed under his head, his emotions slowly settled, and he became insane before he knew it.

He is only 11 years old, and he doesn't understand the meaning behind the singing, but he can empathize very well, and somehow feels a pang of sadness in his heart.

Lu Rong has been quietly sticking to his right shoulder, glanced at the person above him from time to time, and finally said unconvinced: "She can't sing as well as me."

"Huh?" Shen Jize suddenly came back to his senses and asked in amazement.

"She doesn't sing as well as I do." Lu Rong repeated.

"Oh, yes." Shen Jize said perfunctorily.

Lu Rong looked at him for a while, frowned, and suddenly got up and sat up straight.

He seemed to be holding a flower branch in one hand, and made a gesture of holding a needle and thread in the other. He twisted his small body and opened his mouth: "Longtan—"

Shen Jize turned over and sat up suddenly, covered his mouth with his hand, and hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, it must not be as good as yours. I know, so I don't need to sing anymore."

He coaxed a few more words in a very sincere tone, and then Lu Rong gave up the idea of ​​performing again, and lay down again.

The two of them closed their eyes as they listened to the soft singing.

"Brother, pinch your ears." Lu Rong moaned.

"Pinch what ears?"

Lu Rong took his right hand and put it on his earlobe.

When he sleeps, he always asks Mr. Cai to pinch his ears and scratch his back. These days, when he sleeps with Shen Jize, he is too embarrassed to ask for it, and his sleep has become unsatisfactory.

Now that the two are very close, he naturally asks for bedtime benefits.

Shen Jize pinched it perfunctorily a few times, feeling that lifting his arm was uncomfortable, so he withdrew his hand and said, "Stop pinching, sleep by yourself."

"Then help me scratch my back." Lu Rong twisted his body.

"Don't scratch, go to sleep."

Although Shen Jize is not a young master who is served by his parents at home, he has never served others before, and it is his limit to be so kind to Lu Rong now.

Lu Rong turned his hands to scratch his back, scratched a few times and couldn't reach it, then turned sideways and pinched his earlobe.After pinching for a while, I felt uncomfortable again, and turned over the pancakes on the bed.

He closed his eyes, and as soon as he put the tripod on the wall next to him, a hand fell on his ear.

"What are you doing tossing and turning? Lie down and take off your feet." Shen Jize said impatiently while pinching Lu Rong's ears.

Lu Rong immediately took off his feet, faced Shen Jize, and put his arms around his waist.

"It's hot, stay away from me." Shen Jize pushed him not very hard.

Lu Rong hugged his waist and buried his face in it, his breath was hot.

He took two deep breaths, and felt that the smell of his brother was very good, reminding him of the smell in the air when he turned into a fawn and ran in the woods.

"I only pinch for 2 minutes, you hurry up and fall asleep, and I won't pinch after 2 minutes." Shen Jize said.

"10 minutes."

"Good idea, 10 more minutes."

"Then 5 minutes." Lu Rong begged softly, "Squeeze for 5 minutes."

Shen Jize remained silent, which meant by default.

Lu Rong closed his eyes and yawned, rubbing his fingers in enjoyment.

Shen Jize felt the tender skin under his hands, and his movements were very gentle, not noticing that his limit was being pulled lower again.