Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

It was cold outside, Qinghe hid in the house and licked the cat to admire the plum blossoms. A few white plums were planted in front of the window, and the plum blossoms were in full bloom.

Warming a pot of wine on the small stove in the inner room, she watched A Chi from a distance walking casually through the wind and snow. For some reason, her heart was swollen with heat. She pressed the place and crossed several mountains in a whim.

The curtain was raised, Chi Heng was the first to call out "Wanwan", and stood there motionless, waiting for the heat in the inner room to melt away the cold air stained on his clothes.

The woman looking at the window turned around lightly, her embroidered clothes were swaying in layers of flowers, and gradually the fine silver lines flickered on and off. Although the 19-year-old girl Shen was weak, she was well developed, with a slender waist and a slender waist. On the top, the Tianshan Mountains are white and snowy, fat and thin.

God took away her health, and gave her a hundred times more beauty to repay. Shi Shiran gave her a glance, with red lips and bright teeth, picturesque features, quite forest style.

Chi Heng suddenly didn't dare to take a step, and even wondered if she had spent the night with her arms around this beauty. She thought to herself: How can I hold back such a beautiful beauty?I'm so good!

She was in a daze, and smiled calmly, and the light flowed: "Still coming?"

Little General Chi raised his eyebrows slightly, stroked his sleeves lightly, and confirmed that he was no longer cold, she stepped forward with a smile: "Wanwan, are you feeling better?"

In order to see her, Qing He purposely applied light makeup, lip balm to cover up the original paleness of her lips, and the fine rouge and gouache to brighten her complexion, she nodded, not wanting to dwell on this topic.

As Chi Heng approached, her smile faltered slightly: "Where is the smell of powder coming from?"

"Huh? The smell of powder?" The little general was stunned, and he clicked: "This, maybe it was accidentally stained? If you don't like it, I'll go and change it."

She said that she wanted to go behind the screen, and she felt terrible in her heart, regretful and remorseful: she should have been more vigilant if she knew it earlier, she has only worn the new clothes that Wan Wan sewed for her for a day!

Qing He stroked the cat without saying a word, his interest was half lost, he lowered his head and wondered what he was thinking.

The cat nestled pitifully in her arms, with its ears drooping, just like the little general who was busy changing clothes - cute.

Chi Heng took off his coat with a fever in his head, and came out shyly with his inner coat on. As soon as she came out, Qinghe's heartstrings tensed, his eyes lingered on her white and beautiful neck, glanced at the slightly exposed collarbone, his face Some hot.

"Sister..." Chi Heng walked around in front of her with a bright smile: "Sister, give me another coat?"

Qinghe looked at her calmly, and continued the movement of stopping her hands. The cat was caressed by her delicate hands and softened into a 'cat blanket'. She didn't know whether it was happiness or trepidation, curling up its tail to be a cat. Miss Shen suddenly chuckled: "Aren't you hot?"

This said.

I get hot when I see you.

But how dare the little general say that?It's a big crime to be an abrupt beauty, let alone her elder sister who has always loved and loved Huanxi.

"If it's hot, there's no need to wear it. That's all." Qinghe leaned back on the seat loosely.

She made up her mind not to wear clothes, and Chi Heng scratched her head. She didn't mind not wearing a coat. If Wanwan liked it, she could take it off. When they were young, they could take a bath in a big pool. They are sleeping on the same couch, she agreed with a smile.

Even though he is two years older, he is still so easy to bully.

Qinghe lifted his eyelids and took advantage of her unpreparedness to peek at her—Achi's figure is really handsome.

The neckline is beautiful, the shoulders are straight and narrow, and she is thin and bony, thin but not weak, with a straight back, and two butterfly bones spread out the thin and silky underwear, and she is about to fly away. As for looking down... Qinghe secretly smiled : Looking further down, it is a real hooligan.

Strong, with tight waist and hips, I don't know how many big girls and daughter-in-laws want to be with her when I go out.

It's no wonder that the girls of the Shengjing family are saying in private that "Chi Sanlang's waist is not a waist, but a machete that wins a woman's heart."

She didn't know that this knife was not bent, but it felt better than the best warm jade, and a light touch could ignite a fire in her heart.

Qinghe twirled lightly with his fingertips, and slowly looked away.

With his back to her, Chi Heng heaved a sigh of relief in a hopeless way: It's strange, Wanwan sees her so hot.

She took out the handkerchief and wiped the sweat from her forehead, Qinghe's anger of "a good baby is coveted" was extinguished by the beauty, she greeted softly: "Come here, have a glass of wine."

"coming."

Turning around, the little general's face was blushing, as gorgeous as a peach blossom in three springs. Miss Shen sighed that she was seducing people silently again, and joked: "So hot?"

It's really hot in her room, it's so hot that Chi Heng's heart is restless, a stream of hot air is flowing in her body, she waved her hand: "It's okay, I'll get used to the heat."

Seeing her blushing face, Miss Shen snorted softly: "It's for you not to let you wear a coat, do you understand now?"

Chi Heng suddenly realized, his eyes were grateful, as if he was praising the other party for his foresight.

Qinghe was three parts ashamed and seven parts proud of her praise, and looked at the little general's exposed neck openly, until the tip of her eyes saw a drop of sweat slipping down the throat bone to the collarbone and falling into the invisible Mianshan. With a deep expression, he stared blankly at the clear tea with downcast eyes, trying to use his reason to suppress the superfluous fever that surged up in his heart.

The little general innocently held the glass to drink, the wine was warm, just taken off from the stove, it was not hot in the mouth, it was warm, and the fragrance lingered on his lips and teeth.

"Sister, everything makes people feel comfortable, unlike being in the palace..."

She hid her heart and explained to others that it was not she who hooked up with others, but someone else deliberately hooked up with her. She changed her voice to show her determination, and the weak water only took one scoop for three thousand.

The scoop she was looking at smiled and listened, the taut fur of the cat was fluffy in the humorous tone of the little general, and it snored and fell asleep.

"I really don't know what they think..." She pointed to her head, curled her lips, her aggrieved and puzzled appearance made the beauty show her face.

Seeing her smile, Chi Heng suddenly felt that she had achieved a great deal, hated that these cases blocked her way, she moved her buttocks to Qinghe's side: "Sister, don't hug the cat, why don't you hug me?"

She poked the sleeping cat with her finger, and she was so jealous: stupid cat!

"Hug you?" Qing He pretended not to understand, his brows and eyes were coquettish: "Why do you hug you? Are you soft?"

"..."

Chi Heng never thought that one day she would be no match for a cat, and angrily said, "Why not?" She straightened her body and said, "I, I am soft too!"

After all, she is also a girl, and she has everything she has in a girl's family. If you take off this clothes, who is not a soft, soft, white and tender little cutie?

She straightened her chest, but it was covered with cloth strips, no matter how straight it was, it didn't show much.

Chi Heng blushed and was inexplicably frustrated. She was depressed for a while, and when she saw Qinghe trying to coax her, she raised her eyebrows and smiled, and flung herself into his arms in a wicked way, throwing herself and the cat down together.

Unexpectedly, she collapsed on the soft seat, Qinghe's breath was slightly disturbed, and she scolded her: "What's the trouble?"

"It doesn't matter. I'm the softest. Hug or not?" The little general beamed with joy, putting his arms on both sides of the girl's shoulders.

This angle is tricky, Qinghe can see clearly the small piece of skin under her collarbone at a glance, her complexion is greasy, not a little bit of it should not be exposed, but what is only exposed is already charming, her ears are flushed, don't open her face, she looks like a king The pampering state of the pick.

Chi Heng's throat moved slightly, and for a while he felt that he had become a bully who bullied men and women, and this bully only picked up pretty girls to bully.

She thought inappropriately, Princess Jinrong said that she bullied her, so she should really show her what bullying is.

After thinking about it for half a circle, she spat again, so they wouldn't let them see it!Wanwan pretended to be indifferent, only she could see it.

When she woke up in the morning, she still regretted Qinghe's lack of embarrassment for two years, but now she met her, she couldn't help looking straight.

Qinghe was suppressed by her, and he didn't know what to do with a headache. His heart was pounding through his belly, and he thought to himself in a daze: With her and Achi's 'greedy' temperament, something will happen sooner or later!

Chi Heng took the cat by the back of the neck and threw it on the wool blanket unceremoniously. The cat didn't dare to show its teeth at her, so it found a small nest by itself, where it could bend and stretch out, and then slept soundly.

"elder sister……"

Little General Chi lay beside her ear and watched Bai Nen's ears turn crimson, and the corners of her lips curled up: "Sister, do you like me too?"

She didn't expect her to ask this question, and the word "also" is nothing more than a confession, Qinghe calmed down, what she wanted was not Achi's vague liking - to push people away unceremoniously, and to sit upright , Carefully arrange the slightly wrinkled dress.

Chi Heng was secretly happy, lying on the table with a smile, while laughing, he rejoiced that he had hit the big luck: why doesn't my sister despise her?

Peeking at her slightly pursed lips from the corner of her eye, she tilted her head, her clear and bright eyes were shining with the word "want to kiss".

"It's messed up again."

Qinghe murmured in his heart, chanting inadvertently.

Chi Heng seized the opportunity to hug her, and immediately backed away, sitting obediently, with a serious face: "This is not messy, it is an effective and convenient way to enhance the relationship with your fiancée."

Sometimes she is thin-skinned, and sometimes she is thick-skinned, and this time she becomes even thicker and shameless. Miss Shen was flattered by the phrase "fiancée", and she didn't care about her sudden lust.

A Chi's heart is pure, and pure people look at sex differently from others, straightforward, enthusiastic and vigorous, while non-pure people have no sex in their hearts.

Not only A Chi, she also likes passionate love and sex. The daughter raised by the door is always three or two points more free and wanton than the daughter of the scholarly family.

In short, Qinghe despises the petty cowardice of flirting with each other.

The two laughed and chattered, listening to the movement inside the Liuqin, coughed: "Miss, little general, it's time for dinner."

Chi Heng put on snow socks and jumped off the soft mat: "Hurry up, bring it up, my stomach is going to be hungry!"

She is more majestic and comfortable in the other garden than in her own [Mingguangyuan], and she seems to be another master here. At her command, Liuqin and Liuse are happy to send servants to serve dishes.

When the food was served on the table, Qing He lost his appetite and lowered his eyes lazily.

If Chi Heng isn't here, he can't care about her. Now that he's here, how can he see her not eating well?

Wanwan doesn't like to put on rouge at home on ordinary days, but today she puts on a little makeup. When he first saw her, Chi Heng guessed that she had a bad complexion, and used makeup to cover up her frailty.

This time people are wilting, she is really distressed and funny, she persuaded earnestly: "There is always food to eat, people who don't eat are like soldiers who have been hungry for three days and rushed to the battlefield with bare hands. How can they do good things on an empty stomach?"

Qinghe's eyes were strange: "What other 'good thing' do you want me to do?"

Tsk!Chi Heng thought to himself: This is too much, if you say it, you will be beaten.

She smiled: "I will eat with my sister."

Qinghe's two meals during the day were almost useless. He was coaxed to drink a bowl of thick rice porridge, taste a few bites of vegetarian dishes, and refused to open his mouth after being fed.

A sick person's mouth is dull and lacks appetite, Chi Heng knew not to rush.

The food is removed, and the hot pastries are served, such as green plum cake, hawthorn cake, lotus cake, peach cake, osmanthus cake, cloud cake, all kinds of cakes, a plate of only five square pieces, sounds like a lot, seriously Not much.

It was not completely dark yet, so she was not in a hurry to leave, she chatted with Qinghe about the interesting things she had encountered recently, and when she talked about it, she broke a small piece of pastry and stuffed it into her mouth.

She ate deliciously, and even talked about how delicious the pastry was after eating. At the end, she broke a small piece and fed it to Qinghe's lips, chewing soft words in her mouth. Whenever she lowered her head and chewed softly, "Sister, try it" These four words can be heard clearly and the periosteum trembles, secretly resenting her for deliberately teasing others.

It's just like an addiction, I want to hear more.

After coming and going, I heard a lot of interesting things, filled my ears with soft words, and tasted two pieces of apricot cake, two pieces of green plum cake, and one piece of peach cake and osmanthus cake. Chi Heng wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and walked outside with a smile Melt into the night.

I don't know how she told Mrs. Chi when she got home that the three meals prepared by the Chi family the next day were delivered to the other garden on time.

Chi Heng was on duty in the palace and couldn't control her eating and drinking, so he directly asked A Niang to worry about her fiancée's food.

"You don't know, Ah Heng cried to me when I got home and told me that you didn't eat well in the other garden. Poor little man, how old is he and she shed two tears. Let me see for you. This time I didn't put chili powder on, so I really cried. "

When talking about her daughter, Madam Chi looked doting: "Qinghe, I don't know what's on your mind, but she misses you."

The table is full of delicious food, you don't need to look at it, just smell it and you will know that the ingredients are exquisite and the cooking method is exquisite.

This is the fourth day that Mrs. Chi cooks and delivers meals for the daughter-in-law-to-be.

It is also the fourth day of Qinghe lack of appetite.

Her lips were pale, and her heart was panicked as if a hole had been opened. The cold wind poured in through the hole, making her limbs cold and her whole body deprived of warmth.

Mrs. Chi's words lingered in her ears non-stop, all about how her family Ah Heng couldn't let go of his fiancée who hadn't married yet.

Qinghe is a smart person, and Mrs. Chi is also a smart person. Smart people and smart people always speak slowly and softly, with a spring breeze of accommodating.

She picked up the bamboo chopsticks, and the appetite that she had not found in recent days slowly returned to this flesh and blood body.

Seeing that she was willing to eat well, Mrs. Chi put her heart down - she was finally able to deal with her daughter.

After Mrs. Chi left with the food box, Qinghe stood by the window and stared blankly at the white plum plant in front of the window. The colder the wind, the more blooming the flowers became.

People are most afraid of being too horny, and they are also afraid of muddling along. The knots she has developed over the years can only be escaped by two words-short life.

The cold poison has been dormant for two years, screaming violently, the pain is clear and panic suddenly arises: Seeing that it is about to get what it wants, there are only a few years left in the good years.

Six years, five of which were earned by A Chi for her.

Mortal souls, resentment, hatred, greed, resentment of injustice, resentment of culprits not dying, greedy for this world of mortals, warm jade and fragrance.

But Ah Chi wanted her well.

A Chi expects her better than anyone else.

The resentment, greed, and hatred stuck in her heart dissipated like the wind, Qinghe Meifeng was swept away, yes, she should take good care of herself, to do more things with A Chi and create more happiness.

……

"Have you eaten yet? How is Wanwan feeling?"

At dusk, Chi Heng came home and pestered Mrs. Chi to ask questions. Mrs. Chi said that she hadn't married a wife yet, and all she could think about was Wan Wan Wan Wan. Mother doesn't know why she is sulking, but I guess she figured it out this time."

"I figured it out?" Chi Heng said happily, "I figured it out, she is very smart, I can't persuade her even if she is a horny person, everyone has knots in their hearts, just solve it, how can I say that?" She should do this and not think about that..."

Mrs. Chi was so soured by her that she seemed to have swallowed a big can of green plums, and waved her hand: "Okay, I know you are considerate, you are the most considerate!"

Little General Chi smiled shyly: "Oh, I am considerate to Wanwan, and I am considerate to Auntie. Good Aunt, are your shoulders sore, can I rub it for you?"

"That's it!"

Her shoulders are not sore, she is sad!

Madam Chi waved her hand and went to look for General Chi who was dealing with business in the study.

When she left, Chi Heng kept smiling, rubbed his chin and thought: Wanwan's mood has improved, how should she formally confess her love to her?

Her mind was empty, regretting that she should not let A Niang go away. With A Niang around, at least someone would advise her.

The little general knocked on the head, regretting a lot, but he didn't dare to go to the study and knock on the door, so as not to be scolded by his father again.

Unable to find A Niang, Chi Heng thought of his eldest brother and second brother who were on vacation at home today, so he went to Chi Ying Chi Ai to discuss the plan of confession without delay.

Sister... Maybe you don't mind developing a relationship with her other than childhood?

Oops, I'm so embarrassed.

She was so worried that her little face was wrinkled, and she took a sharp breath, her mind cleared up a lot.

If I tell Wanwan that we don't want to be sisters, but a pair of beautiful mandarin ducks who will become popular, she will definitely be willing.

Thoughts popped up fiercely, Chi Heng was startled by his own shamelessness, rubbed his little face, muttered "I'm not shameless", and after a while murmured, "Green plums make mandarin ducks. Good luck going to Wushan."

After walking two steps, he recalled the fire-avoidance map he had seen in the small village before, and his little face blushed again.

From the eyes of the servants, it was the little general walking through the corridor with his handsome body and mind.

Walking from [Mingguang Courtyard] to [Minglang Courtyard], the golden black sinks, and Chi Heng can't stop beating the small drum in his heart.

She slapped her forehead—ah!What's so good about being greengage, being greengage can't love each other, and you can't do this or that. The shyness of Riqinghe who kept his face in silence came to mind, and Chi Heng's heart was full of fire, and the flames jumped up when they encountered strong alcohol.

No matter what, this layer of window paper, she still has to pierce it!