Before she came, no one told her that she wanted to stay in the old house in the morning. After dinner, the old man gave her a building of good things. Just looking at those things, she saw that it was almost ten o'clock, so she said she wanted to go back.
If you don't say anything, then they can sleep in the same room.
Is the old man really good?
"Hey, he took me upstairs to wash up."
Sighing, Ning Yue followed Qian Mohan downstairs obediently. The two of them walked to the eastmost room on the second floor. The man raised his legs and pushed open the door.
I thought Yong Wai saw a patch of black, red and gray.
But who can tell her what happened to the bright red and roses all over the room?
Don't talk about her, Qian Mohan also wondered for a moment whether he had gone to the wrong room. His room was not like that.
"I'll leave for a while while he asks the servants to clean up the place."
Ning Yue was right. As long as there were fewer flowers and it didn't affect her morning rest, she could tolerate it. However, it was not what the old man wanted. It would be too hurtful to just throw it away.
However, Qian Mohan left for more than ten minutes before returning, "Well, all the servants in the old house have gone to work, and Zhang Ma can't be found."
Ning Yue was dumbfounded, so she asked them to take care of all the flowers that came from the east?
The man was already rolling up his sleeves, "I'll let him take care of it."
"Do I have any extra sheets in my room?"
Qian Mohan said, "Yes." He stepped on the roses on the floor with his long legs and walked to the cabinet. He opened the top layer and quickly pulled out a seven-piece suit.
Ning Yue bent down and threw all the roses on the bed onto the bed, quickly cleared a path, and then rolled up the sheets with the roses, "It's time to spread the sheets."
The eldest young master, who thought he had nothing to do with the spring water, did not expect that he was very efficient at work. After a while, he changed the things on the bed again, and when the two of them had cleared out all the flowers in the room, they felt completely refreshed.
Layers of sweat.
"I'm going to wash up, and he'll wait for Dong to wash up."
He had just seen that women's products were prepared in the bathroom, and in the dressing room that was originally decorated with his clothes, there were now a lot of women's clothes, which should have been sent to his home by major brands.
Ning Yue said "hmm", raised her legs and entered the bathroom.
Soon the sound of gurgling water sounded in the room, and the woman's figure was so clearly imprinted on the frosted glass.
Qian Mohan turned his head awkwardly, found the air conditioner remote control on the bedside table, and adjusted the temperature to sixteen degrees, but he still felt hot.
The bathroom door opened, and Ning Yue walked out tightly wrapped in a bathrobe, wiping her hair as she walked. Her cheeks were pink, her eyes were as clear as black gems, and she was incredibly beautiful.
"I'll go wash him. He's fine."
"Yeah." The man quickly entered the bathroom with his long legs, but soon he came out again with a hair dryer in his legs and handed it to Ning Yue.
Ning Yue thanked her, found a random socket, plugged it in and started drying her hair.
In the bathroom.
Qian Mohan always felt that there was a cloying smell in that bathroom. He had lived there for more than 20 years and had used that bathroom for more than 20 years. It was obvious that if everything was the same before, there would be one more woman. Really?
Will there be such a big change?
He took a deep breath, turned on the faucet and let the cold water rush over his head. Through the thin mist, he saw his own appearance in the mirror.
The burns occupied about one-third of the right side of his face. The smaller half of his face was like paper that had been wet and then dried. The skin was tangled, making it look ferocious and scary.
He still remembered that night six years ago. She had just woken up and screamed when she saw his face, as if she had seen a devil.
At that time, he really didn't feel anything. Anyway, his face made him feel ugly.
But tomorrow, he suddenly didn't want to use that face to face her again.
…
When Qian Mohan came out of the bathroom, Ning Yue was very sleepy. She was reading a financial magazine from the bedside table with gusto.
"Why are you so sleepless? Let me sleep while he sleeps on the sofa."
He deliberately stayed in for a while before coming out. His hair was dry, and she was very sleepless.
Ning Yue put down the magazine, looked at the sofa in the room, and then at the big bed next to her that was big enough for them to roll over without disturbing each other, "What? I'm afraid he'll molest me in the middle of the night?"
Qian Mohan originally wanted to get pillows and quilts, but she stopped, but she didn't object to sleeping on the same bed with him?!
Putting the magazine on the bedside table, Ning Yue shrank into the quilt, "I'll turn off the light."
Close your eyes and turn over.
After a while, there was a rustling sound next to him, the other half of the bed sank to the east, Xia Liang was shaken away, and then the outdoor lights went out.
Ning Yue's sleep quality has always been very good. She fell asleep in bed soon. However, the man next to her slowly turned around after he fell asleep and looked at her back for a long time.
…
Early in the morning of the next month, Ning Yue opened her eyes on time. Nothing embarrassing like rolling into a man's arms in the middle of the night happened. Qian Mohan slept very well. He slept very close to the side. Ning Yue was even worried that if he
If you accidentally turn over or something, you will probably fall to the ground directly.
The purple slim-fitting dress she had worn when she came yesterday was no longer wearable, so she rummaged through the closet. The old man had prepared it very well. There were several sets of big-name sportswear in it, most of which were in her size and fit her legs.
He took a blue sportswear and put it on, brushed his teeth and washed his face briefly before leaving the room.
The bed was there. The man closed his eyes and took a deep breath, rolled his body inward, and continued to sleep.
Xiao Youyou set his own time and would get up on time at noon every day. Not long after, he showed up at Ning Yue East Building.
The two mother and son started practicing kung fu in the courtyard of the old house, one standing on a horse and the other beating away to absorb the spiritual power in the spirit stone.
After those few days of unremitting efforts, Ning Yue has reached the fourth level of Qi refining. Because she has been using her spiritual power to regulate his meridians in those few days, the little guy's physical condition has improved a lot.
A minute's horse pace will be doubled tomorrow.
The old man didn't believe it when he heard from Butler Li that his grandson's wife was practicing martial arts with his great-grandson. He didn't expect to see it with his own eyes tomorrow. He was very happy because his grandson didn't let him worry too much. His wife was already up.
He was sleeping very much. It seemed that he was older or in poor health.
Need to make up for it!
Then, Qian Mohan's three meals a month of tonic soup were arranged.
We didn't see Qian Bohong again at the breakfast table. It is said that Qian Xuyao was not the one who waited on him for most of the night last night. Hearing Ning Yue scream, he was speechless. If she were present, he would go over and hit her with a big dick.
If you faint him, he will become honest.
Zhang Ma brought a bowl of soup over and placed it directly in front of Qian Mohan, "Master, that's yours, drink it while it's hot."
"What kind of soup?"
Zhang Ma: "Just drink it, it won't be a poisonous soup."
Qian Mohan didn't ask any more questions and drank up the soup in one breath.