Upon hearing Xia Zixuan's words, Qing He shyly stretched out his jade arms and hugged Xia Zixuan.
Xia Zixuan tore off the clothes on himself and Qing He, because Xia Zixuan had never tasted a woman before.
It's just that after spending a long time with those young men, Xia Zixuan heard a lot of dirty jokes, so he naturally knew how to do them.
Xia Zixuan straightened up and broke into the softest part of a woman.
The red wax burning in Xia Chiwan's room fell on the table like drops of blood.
Shi Xin brought scissors and cut off a piece of cotton thread, "Miss, it's getting late, it's time to rest."
Xia Chiwan put down the pen in his hand, pinched his shoulder, and put the "Diamond Sutra" aside.
Xia Chiwan looked at the pair of red candles on the desk and smiled, "It's really time to rest."
When Shi Xin was about to blow out the pair of red candles, Xia Chiwan stopped Shi Xin.
"Let these pair of red candles burn."
After all, tonight is the "bridal night" between Qing He and her eldest brother. No matter what, she also lights a pair of red candles for them, and it is not in vain for her to have a relationship with Qing He's master and servant, and to have a sister-sister relationship with Xia Zixuan.
"Yes, miss."
After listening to Xia Chiwan's words, Shi Xin naturally stopped touching the pair of red candles, and just asked the second-class maid keeping watch to watch more.
After all, this candle is placed in the study. If something happens, it will be a disaster.
Xia Furong's forehead was injured and she rested in her room for a few days.
In the past few days, Xia Ziqi, who had been infected with smallpox, finally recovered. She had snow-white skin and started jumping around Xia Chiwan again.
Somehow, Xia Chiwan just fell in love with Xia Ziqi.
Apart from Xia Lixi, Xia Ziqi is happy to play with Xia Chiwan, the second sister.
"Fourth sister, I remember that not long ago, my second brother liked a beautiful cloth tiger very much. Where is that cloth tiger?"
Xia Ziqi has a childlike temper and feels good with Xia Chiwan, so she often plays with Xia Chiwan with her favorite things.
However, as soon as Xia Ziqi recovered from her illness, the cute cloth tiger also disappeared.
Xia Lixi frowned after hearing Xia Chiwan's words. This time her second brother suddenly contracted smallpox, and they didn't even find out the cause of his illness.
Xia Ziqi contracted smallpox and spent several days wandering around the gates of hell.
As a biological mother, Aunt Zhao does not want to leave Xia Ziqi for too long, so recently people from Aunt Zhao's yard often come to Xia Chiwan's yard to play.
Aunt Zhao waved and called Xia Ziqi over.
"Ziqi, tell aunt, where is your tiger?"
Xia Ziqi's sickly appearance often lingered in front of Aunt Zhao's eyes.
Aunt Zhao and Xia Lixi were shocked to find that they seemed to have overlooked something.
"I don't know." Xia Ziqi shook her head innocently, "Gone."
Xia Ziqi turned away and shouted to Xia Chiwan, "Second sister, I'm thirsty."
Xia Chiwan smiled and asked Xia Ziqi to come over and blow the hot tea down before giving it to Xia Ziqi to drink.
Xia Ziqi's little mouth bulged and she drank happily.
Seeing Xia Ziqi's cute look, Xia Chiwan's heart became especially soft.
After all, she was a mother in her previous life, and her son Shen was cuter than her second brother.
Xia Chiwan gently hugged Xia Ziqi's milky body and helped Xia Ziqi wipe her sweat. Her movements were very gentle, as if she were an experienced and loving mother.
Perhaps it was Xia Chiwan's idea that saved Xia Ziqi this time, and Xia Ziqi became closer to Xia Chiwan than before.