Chapter 419 The Third Canteen of Lao Zhao's Family
Qingjun is a fairy beauty, with a strong and sincere attitude, fine texture and even flesh. At this time, she is only wearing a pink bellyband. She has a slim and narrow figure, but it makes her figure look like a slim figure.
The beauty is beautiful in the mandarin duck bath, the hot spring water washes away the fat, the rain is shy and the clouds are full of affection, and every frown and smile is so charming.
Her crimson silk is moist and thin, showing the crystal ice skin, and the snow is greasy and fragrant. She looks at Tan Lang with shame:
"Don't look, don't look..."
Zhao Rong nodded and stopped looking at it for the next second. Instead, he leaned forward.
The slave is leaning into his arms like a lute, letting you turn your fingers and play with the palace merchants.
Lightly gathered together, slowly twisted and wiped, then picked up again, first it was a colorful dress, then it was six pieces...
Mandarin duck play in the mandarin duck bath.
The spring water warms up early, but eventually cools down.
However, the clouds are thick and the rain is greasy, who feels the water is cold?
Zhao Rong and Zhao Lingfei also followed the original agreement in a tacit understanding.
He didn't go to get the jade, leaving Su Xiaoxiao's pink doudou still on Qingjun's jade body to protect the last bottom line.
However, the beauty of the garden cannot be contained. For a young Confucian scholar, there are still many things he can do, especially coaxing the lady into the water, well, in various senses.
Although the door is closed at this time, if someone peeks quietly, they can see the stunning scenery:
The graceful jade body looks like floating waves and lotus flowers, with dew and delicate radiance.
The light arms and wrists eliminate the fragrance, and the waist is graceful and rippling.
Mingxia bone, Qinxue muscle.
A trace of crisp double buds, a little bit of spring hiding a small musk deer navel. Love kills the red scarf, and the white tiger dew is slightly...
At this time, behind the screen in the house.
After someone caught a glimpse of the lady's true face in Lushan, he was suddenly stunned and stopped his movements.
"Qingjun, you...this..."
"Don't say it again, don't say it again!" A woman with autumn eyes who had the truth revealed to the world was shy and anxious.
She pushed him gently, but gradually she heard a trembling voice and blushed slightly in shock.
It turned out that someone was overjoyed and suddenly buried his head under the water. The monkey hurriedly got closer, and suddenly there was a burst of spring water... Well, Qingjun was the same.
The woman with autumn eyes let out a sweet cry, and the water in the bucket splashed everywhere.
Then one person stood up, half of his body was on the water, and half of his body was under the water. Another person was lifted up by him and was forced to be carried 'ashore'.
Zhao Rong couldn't help but stare wide-eyed, his eyes never moving away from the beautiful, smooth and white scenery, "Why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"..." The woman with autumn eyes couldn't say anything. She stretched out her hands and pushed him in a panic, but her movements were weak. This was a pitiful posture folded by his domineering attitude. She was also thin-skinned.
Can you bear it?
Zhao Rong stood up as if he had opened the door to a new world. The more he admired it, the more he opened his eyes.
At this time, because the two of them suddenly stood up, all they saw was the Sword Fairy Lady in front of him, and the water droplets slid down her beautiful arcs that even the creator would be amazed. He suddenly remembered an elegant sentence that he had seen in a famous article in his previous life:
Six or seven miles into the mountain, you can gradually hear the gurgling sound of water flowing out between the two peaks, which is called Ningquan. When the peaks turn, there is a pavilion with wings resting on the spring, which is called Drunkard Pavilion...
"Brother Rong'er, put me down, put me down quickly." Qing Jun said anxiously and shyly.
Zhao Rong seemed to be intoxicated by the beautiful scenery and did not hear anything. He kept his eyes fixed and murmured softly: "The drunkard doesn't care about wine, he cares about the mountains and rivers..."
So that's it... Zhao Rong realized it.
It's boring to play the piano with his hands. He also wants to swim among the mountains and rivers while reciting poems with his mouth. Especially now, the mountains and rivers in his home are a little different, so he has to swim well.
Zhao Rong had never imagined that there was such a beautiful thing before. He always thought that the rumored things were delicacies from other people's homes, so he just listened to them or admired them. However, he suddenly realized that this third building in his home
The cafeteria seems to have the best dishes.
It's really far away, yet so close.
If the needle does not poke in the three canteens, the needle will not poke.
Well, Zhao Rong has been busy doing business these days, so... he happens to be very hungry. Although the whip is not long enough at this time, the first two son's canteens cannot be entered openly, and the third canteen belonging to him cannot be entered yet.
He broke into the door immediately, but there is still a long way to go. Now he can try some food at the small window outside the third canteen. Try the appetizers first. For example, um, try this white-looking steamed bun first. This is Zhao
This is the first time Rong has come to the Third Canteen and he has discovered a new dish called white steamed buns. They are hot and very appetizing. Moreover, the steamed buns resist hunger and are long-lasting. Without further ado, let’s start.
In an instant, Zhao Rong lowered his head and went to explore the mountains and rivers. He ignored the wide-eyed reaction of a certain woman with autumn eyes as if he hadn't seen it.
Then, there was another round of tossing.
At this moment, Zhao Rong was eating a big meal at the small window outside the third cafeteria, while hesitatingly praising:
"Uh-huh, okay, I won't say anything anymore, but don't move. Huh-huh, husband is very happy, ahem, I didn't expect Qingjun to hide it so deeply, and there is such a delicacy, uh-huh, Qing
Jun, are these three dining halls in our house also pure white Han Palace?"
He was busy trying new things, he paused and faltered in his words from time to time, he seemed to be satisfied, and his tone was flattering. The pure white Han Palace is white, white, not as white as the one in San Canteen...
"Don't say any more..." Facing Zhao Rong who was eating alone in surprise, Zhao Lingfei wanted to hit him, but her current posture was inconvenient and she couldn't hit his chest, and she couldn't bear to hit Zhao Rong's head as he lowered his head to eat the steamed buns.
Although she didn't understand what her husband meant by "pure white Han Palace", she vaguely understood that he must be laughing at her.
Concubine Zhao Ling's pink and white hair fell, she was in disarray and collapsed, her voice gradually weakened, but she could not resist him. The pink fist struck her and it hurt her heart again. In the end, she could only let out a whimper covered in glow, and the upper body of her delicate body was folded forward.
She pounced and hugged his head, inserting ten green fingers into his thick black hair, hugging him very tightly.
As if she was frozen by the cold autumn wind, the woman with autumn eyes shivered according to a frequency pattern.
This inch of jade is hidden, time flies like an arrow, and he has a sharp tongue, just like a fleeting horse passing by. Well, it all means that time flies by very quickly.
Not long after, Zhao Rong finally put down his job in the third dining hall with satisfaction. He seemed to be afraid that his shivering wife would catch a cold. After cleaning and drying her, his princess hugged her and went to the bed to rest.
He had already collected the bedding and made the bed early.
The two of them traveled through mountains and rivers, and continued their relationship.
Something is different this time.
Zhao Rong felt that he could no longer be too lazy to guard his pearls until he vomited them, so while admiring the scenery of the mountains and waters, he once again taught Qingjun the formulas and finger techniques of swordsmanship carefully, and carefully taught her the essence of it.
Zhao Lingfei, who was extremely talented in swordsmanship, was already tired and a little exhausted after traveling hard through the mountains and rivers. Then her husband also kept resting, causing her to have lingering troubles. However, under Zhao Rong's in-depth and simple teachings
, she still fulfilled her obligations as a good wife, insisted on learning the secrets of swordsmanship, and vowed to repay her husband with spring water, making someone happy.
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Beside the bed in Dongli House, I leaned against my husband and trembled.
It is difficult for a slave to be a white tiger, so teach him to show mercy to you.
(PS: Um, I went to collect materials. It took a lot of energy. It’s a bit short. I will add another chapter tonight...)