Jing Xingzhi's ancient daily life

The Jing family doesn't have many houses, nor are they big.Jing Xingzhi walked into the main room with his back on his back, then turned around and entered the bedroom.

Liu Fang jumped off his back, searched by the small bed in the bedroom, and found a pair of iron scissors.

"What do you want scissors for?" Liu Fang asked as he handed the scissors to Jing Xingzhi.

"Tie hair as a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about their love. Of course, the scissors are used to cut the hair. Cut a bunch on each of our heads, and I will tie them into knots and burn them to Brother Fang."

Jing Xingzhi felt that long hair was also good for the ancients. In modern times, it was also assisted by arrays. In ancient times, hair can be directly coiled to form knots, which is much more convenient.

For convenience, Liu Fang's hair was tied behind his head with a headband, and he tied it into a low ponytail, but it was more neat.

He untied the hair tie, and passed a strand of slightly yellowish hair to Jing Xingzhi: "You can cut it, anyway, it's the hair that people managed to grow."

Jing Xingzhi shook his head: "Okay, turn your back." Jing Xingzhi pressed Liu Fang and turned around, then picked up the scissors, and snapped off a large strand of long hair.

After cutting the hair on Liu Fang's head, Jing Xingzhi handed the scissors to Liu Fang and turned his back.

"You cut mine."

"Then I'll take off your hairband and cut it off." Liu Fang moved his eyes, put his hands on the back of Jing Xingzhi's head, and untied his hairband.

Liu Fang was a little dazed, because this moment was so tempting to him, like giving catnip, a bottle of water to a thirsty person, or a chance to rest to a tired person.

Getting married as husband and wife, there is no doubt about love and affection...

Liu Fang's hand holding the scissors hesitated.

He lowered his eyes and thought, if he cuts two strands and hides one strand, will he be discovered?

"Cut it, just a little bit, you can't see it." Jing Xingzhi urged people with a smile, "Hurry up and cut it, we can sleep and rest after cutting it." I don't know if it's because of Uncle Er Niu's clothes, or seeing Liu Fang, Jing Xingzhi's illness has been relieved a lot, and he felt more comfortable after drinking the hot soup.

Liu Fang was disturbed by the urging, so he cut two strands in a daze.Fortunately, he reacted quickly, before Jing Xingzhi could turn around, he hid a small lock of hair in his bosom.

Jing Xingzhi reached out his hand and touched the back of his head, then turned his head and took the hair from Liu Fang's hand, and said, "I'll put the hair together, burn it and it's over."

"That's right." Liu Fang bowed his head guiltyly, and spoke in a low voice.

Jing Xingzhi glanced at him: "Are you tired? You are weak in speaking. Then you go to brush your teeth, wash your feet and go to bed, I will be fine soon."

"A little bit." Liu Fang nodded quickly, then looked in the direction of the kitchen and said, "I'll check the hot water."

Liu Fang felt that he was too nervous now, like a tight string.If he stayed in front of Jing Xingzhi for a while longer, this state might be seen, the two of them are too familiar.

Jing Xingzhi nodded, his eyes fell on his hands.When he is busy, he is very focused and doesn't care about other things.

Liu Fang glanced at him, forgot to put down the scissors, and walked out of the main room.He knew that Jing Xingzhi was straightforward, he would say what he had to say, and he would definitely not be able to help showing it when he found something strange.Therefore, Jing Xingzhi probably didn't find anything.

After scolding himself for being mean, Liu Fang went into the kitchen to take care of himself with a cold face.

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Step on the wooden basin.

Liu Fang was holding the lock of hair that was secretly hidden in his hand, his eyes were slightly dull.

In his empty mind, the two people were circling and fighting back and forth, as if they wanted to fight to the death.He has been secretly in love with Jing Xing for so long, if it is really useful to get married?Why not try it!As soon as Liu Fang lowered his head, his eyes fell on the scissors that hadn't let go.

As if a devil was tempting him, Liu Fang raised his hand and cut off another strand of hair from the back of him.

The two strands of hair are held together in the hands, as if they can be tied at will, which can give Liu Fang infinite psychological comfort.Liu Fang knew in his heart that even if he did it, it might not be useful, and even such behavior was a little idiotic, but he was eager to move.

But Liu Fang suddenly thought again, what if Jing Xingzhi doesn't like him?

The breath in Liu Fang's hand was like a balloon that had been punctured, and it was let out with a whoosh.

He frowned, and viciously stuffed the two locks of hair into the purse, then he patted the purse, and said in a fierce tone: "Someday, you can also be in a pair."

One day, he will make people into pairs, and the concentric knots made of hair will also be paired.As for now, forget it.

Liu Fang came back to his senses, dried his feet and stepped on clean cloth shoes, ready to go back to the bedroom.

Jing Xingzhi happened to be side-by-side with him, one entered and the other exited, looking relaxed.

Liu Fang warned: "The water in the pot is still hot, you can mix it yourself."

"Okay, Xiao Fangfang, you go to bed first." Jing Xingzhi smiled and waved his hands, signaling Liu Fang not to worry about himself.

Liu Fang went back to the bedroom, tidied up the little bed, took off only his unlined clothes before lying down on the bed.

After a while, Jing Xingzhi, who moved swiftly, also entered the bedroom on straw sandals.Jing Xingzhi found a pair of straw sandals and used them as slippers, which made a clicking sound.

Jing Xingzhi thought, everything was done, and of course it was time to sleep.

There are two beds in the bedroom, one big and one small.The big one can sleep two people, which is more than enough, but the small one is pitifully small.The big bed was originally reserved for Brother Fang and Xiao Xiucai to sleep together after getting married, but they haven't had time, so the two have been sleeping in separate beds.

Brother Fang and Xiao Xiucai shy away from the difference between men and brothers, but Jing Xing does not shy away from it.

So Jing Xingzhi looked at Liu Fang who was lying on the small bed, and said naturally: "Liu Fang, what kind of small bed are you sleeping in? Let's sleep together in a big bed!"

Liu Fang:? ? ?

It's not over yet!

Liu Fang was tired from being teased by the steel, and said in a muffled voice, "Just sleep like this, I'm used to it."

Jing Xingzhi refused, shaking Liu Fang through the quilt, and said, "Your money is yours, your food is yours, your meat is yours, and you are allowed to sleep in such a small bed. I want to sleep at night." No more."

As he said that, Jing Xingzhi gestured to the width of the small bed: "Look, it's so narrow, turn around and fall down."

The small bed was really small and short, Jing Xingzhi felt that Liu Fang's legs were bent.

Before changing it, Liu Fang could not have said that he would be very happy, but just now Liu Fang flogged himself for a while, shook his head dejectedly, and firmly refused.

"I've been sleeping in a small bed for the past few days, and I haven't fallen off it."

Jing Xingzhi stared at him, and asked a little puzzled: "You really don't want to sleep in a big bed?"

Jing Xingzhi thought simply, it's not like he and Liu Fang had never slept in the same bed before, so he never thought that Liu Fang would reject him.

Liu Fang said in a "good brother" tone: "It's just that I'm used to sleeping, so what do we care about?"

Jing Xingzhi sighed and had no choice but to sleep on the big bed by himself.

With his back to Liu Fang, Jing Xingzhi took off his clothes and trousers in two or three steps, leaving only the innermost clothes and trousers.

After taking off his clothes, Jing Xingzhi sat under the quilt, took the oil lamp and wanted to blow it out.

When the oil lamp was moved by Jing Xing, Liu Fang quickly closed his eyes and pulled up the quilt to cover his face, afraid that he might see something later.He was afraid of these things. He never dared to watch ghost movies. He was frightened at night.

But Jing Xingzhi's eyes lit up, and he said solemnly: "Liu Fang, I forgot to tell you something."

Liu Fang poked his head out of the quilt slowly, opened his eyes and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Do you remember opening the door yourself during the day?" Jing Xingzhi felt like a weirdo.

Liu Fang nodded, then glared at Jing Xingzhi: "You said it, don't pretend to be a ghost and scare me!"

Jing Xingzhi: "Am I that kind of person? I will practice what I said."

Jing Xingzhi didn't boast about these words, he was as particular about cause and effect as his grandfather, and he kept everything he said in his heart.But at this moment, Jing Xingzhi doesn't intend to break his promise, he just wants to confess what he did during the day.

"When I was wielding the copper coin sword, I also recited the mantra of summoning the soul. Brother Fang stayed at the door a lot, so there was no movement at the door." Jing Xingzhi half-spoken, leaving the rest for Liu Fang to make up.

Brother Fang stayed at the door for a long time, what about other positions?For example - small bed.

People have to sleep every day, so the bed will naturally stay for a while every day.

Liu Fang's scalp tingled from thinking, and his back felt chilly. He looked at Jing Xingzhi: "You, you didn't fool me, did you?"

Jing Xingzhi was categorical: "I really didn't fool you."

Then Jing Xingzhi put the oil lamp on the small table placed against the wall between the two beds, and moved it inside by himself, full of hints.

Liu Fang hugged the quilt tightly, looking hesitant.

Jing Xingzhi glanced at him and said intentionally, "Then I've blown the lamp."

"No!" Liu Fang shouted to stop Jing Xingzhi.

Then Liu Fang quickly lifted the quilt and stepped onto the big bed.He slipped under the quilt, looked awkwardly at Jing Xingzhi, and muttered, "I'll blow the lamp."

"Alright, alright, let's go to bed." Jing Xingzhi tugged at Liu Fang's quilt that smelled of sunshine, showing a smile as if he had succeeded in doing something bad.

Liu Fang blew out the oil lamp with a breath, and lay down with a wry smile.

Liu Fang was angry and funny, and he also had the aftereffect of being afraid of ghosts.

Jing Xingzhi, Jing Xingzhi!When you find out that I like you in the future, let's see if you dare to trick me into sleeping together!big!bed!