It is easier to please your own wife than to please your son.
Bei Shuihan stood up immediately, "Good madam!"
"No!" Mrs. Qingyou turned her face away.
"Good You'er!"
"I won't go if I don't!" Mrs. Qingyou said again.
Bei Shuihan walked up to her and gently squeezed her shoulders, "Madam, you must be tired from organizing the wedding these days. I will help you rub your shoulders to relieve fatigue..."
Over the years, Bei Shuihan had never flattered her like this. What's more, it was related to Beichen. Mrs. Qingyou, a mother-in-law, naturally wouldn't really ignore it. She immediately walked down the steps and said, "I think I can go. That's it."
You have to help me with things for a few days!"
"As long as Madam can tell you, Shui Han will go through fire and water without hesitation." Bei Shuihan immediately expressed his loyalty.
Mrs. Qingyou glanced at him and took out the medicine bottle, "You don't have to go through fire and water, just help me apply the medicine."
"Madam, is she sick?" Bei Shuihan frowned worriedly.
"You are also the reason for the illness!" Mrs. Qingyou stood up, "It's not a serious illness. It's just dryness in the chest and tightness in the chest at night, and the hands, feet and soles are warm, and I can't sleep."
Bei Shuihan felt relieved for a moment, then his eyes fell on the medicine bottle in his hand, "What medicine is this?"
"That girl Zi Tong gave it to me. She said it was a symptom of my disease." Mrs. Qingyou walked to the inner room, "Follow me and try applying it on me. It will work."
Bei Shuihan was worried about her health and hurriedly followed her in and helped her lie down on the bed. Mrs. Qingyou followed Zi Tong's instructions and taught him the method.
Opening the bottle and pouring some medicinal powder into his hand, Bei Shuihan carefully lifted up her skirt, put his palm on her waist, and applied it carefully. In order to increase the amount of medicinal powder, he also applied it very specifically.
The smooth skin under his palms felt like grease, and as it was applied, the evil fire in his heart was smeared.
The palm of his hand naturally slid from her waist to caressing the side.
It had been a long time since the two parties had been intimate, so Mrs. Qingyou's body was naturally extremely sensitive, and she felt anxious in her heart. She felt his restless fingers, but she just pretended not to notice.
At first, Bei Shuihan was afraid that Mrs. Qingyou would be angry, so he did not dare to go overboard. Seeing that she did not reprimand him, he let go of his hands and feet, stretched his big hands from her side, and lowered his body to her neck.
"You'er, you smell so good!"
Mrs. Qingyou grabbed his palm and stood up, "I asked you to apply medicine, why are you smelling like this?"
She scolded softly, but there was no real anger in her tone. Her tone was soft and coquettish, and her eyes were full of water, just teasing.
Bei Shuihan couldn't hold himself back, he just hugged her waist, put his hands together, and kissed her lips.
Mrs. Qingyou struggled a bit, then stretched out her arms and wrapped them around his neck.
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After a moment of affection, the two hugged each other and leaned on the pillow. Was Bei Shuihan worried about her body? "Is your body really okay?"
Mrs. Qingyou took a breath, "I seem to be feeling much better now. Is this girl Zi Tong's medicine really so effective?"
Bei Shuihan took the medicine bottle doubtfully, brought it to his nose and sniffed it carefully.
"This...this...isn't this Albizia Julibrissin?!"
"What?!"
Mrs. Qingyou took the medicine bottle over and sniffed it carefully. As expected, it was very similar to the scent of albizia julibrissin, but not as strong. No wonder she couldn't stand it just now.