When the storm took the script

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Ah... I didn't do it, I just rubbed it...

感谢在2020-09-2802：44：55～2020-10-0102：08：02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

感谢灌溉营养液的小天使：哈哈28瓶；四季18瓶；彼岸10瓶；我家大爷呐5瓶；阿竹1瓶；

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!The Daxing Dynasty was a peaceful dynasty, all the people were peaceful, the world was prosperous, and there were very few disasters. Wen Jingxing felt relaxed. As a sick child, the whole family regarded him as a pain in the eyes, and there was no need for him to intervene in the affairs of the Hou Mansion. , I can't live happily.

If you don't have anything to worry about, if you exercise actively, you will recover sooner.

Even though he was infected by Anjiu this time and had a fever, it was not as usual, at least he would have to stay in bed for a month, and he would be fine after a dose of medicine. After half a month, he could go for a walk in the mansion alone without the help of others. Can play a set of military boxing intermittently.

The old doctor who had been recuperating Wen Jingxing's body on a daily basis was greatly shocked and informed Mrs. Hou of the good news.

After being coaxed by Wen Jingxing to drink the daughter-in-law's tea last time, Mrs. Hou was relieved as soon as she left the garden.

Hou Ye couldn't get close to his wife for seven or eight days, and he didn't dare to reprimand his son for venting his anger on his wife. His family status was extremely low.

But as Wen Jingxing's health improved day by day, Mrs. Hou was very happy. The medicine was the same medicine, and the doctor was the same doctor. She could only attribute the reason for her son's improvement to An Jiu, one was guilt and the other was Really happy, generously rewarded a lot of things to Zhongliyuan.

Mrs. Hou has never given anything to her son and daughter-in-law, so she opened Lord Hou's private treasury on purpose.

Marquis Hou was born as a military general, and he has eighteen kinds of weapons, such as swords, guns, swords and halberds. He wanted to give these things to An Jiu, but Mrs. Hou took a look and locked the warehouse.

Originally it was dissatisfied with Anjiu. Now that she was married, even if she couldn't care for her husband and raise her children like an ordinary woman, she should have some education and know some etiquette.

In the end, Zhong Liyuan got a box of jewelry and nuns.

The nanny had a fierce look on her face, Wen Jingxing took a look and thought of Nanny Rong who was Huanzhu Gegrizha Ziwei.

"Thank you for my mother's kindness." Wen Jingxing frowned, "I will teach the second lady's etiquette myself, so I won't bother you."

An Jiu tugged at Wen Jing Xing's sleeve, afraid of offending Madam, she whispered in his ear: "It doesn't matter if you learn."

The two had always been so close in Zhongliyuan, the maids were used to watching their noses with their eyes and their hearts with their noses, and never looked up at the two masters.

Wen Jingxing saw that nanny's face was so ugly that even the creases were wrinkled, and she squinted her eyes, thinking that Anjiu was shy at first, and she was going to learn some rules and etiquette, not to mention how much she had to suffer, and she would not be able to learn to be a good person when she came back. wood.

Now that we have come to ancient times, there are too many red tapes in the houses of nobles like the Hou Mansion. Although Wen Jingxing looks annoying, he has to think about An Jiu. He can't keep An Jiu in the mansion for the rest of his life. Contact.

But whoever will teach, Madam Hou really doesn't have to worry about it.

Since the nanny didn't like it, Wen Jingxing wanted to hold Anjiu's chin with his slender knuckles in front of her, forcing him to look at him, and said with an ambiguous smile in his ear:

"Learning is what you have to learn. You are my wife, and I have to teach you, and I have to punish you. If you are handed over to that mother, if you can't stand upright or kneel well, you have to use bamboo sticks." Smack you here, here, and there."

While speaking, his fingers lightly tapped An Jiu's waist, legs, and buttocks, causing An Jiu's whole body to feel like an electric shock. He was tense in front of outsiders, but now his muscles are getting straighter.

Wen Jingxing smiled slowly: "Of course, if I teach, I will also be punished. As for what and how to punish..." He squinted his eyes and tails, annoyed Anjiu's heart was itchy, but he stopped talking.

He smiled and asked, "Do you still want to teach me?"

An Jiu ticked his fingers secretly: "I want you to teach."

The foster mother was sent back to the main courtyard. Because of this incident, Wen Jingxing didn't even look at these jewels in a good mood. He picked and looked at them: "If you don't like it, sell it and buy some you like."

"No, my subordinates don't like it... No, I like everything my mother gave me."

An Jiu was not the kind of person who was greedy for money, he didn't dare to accept it, and felt that he was not worthy of taking these things, so he donated them all to Wen Jingxing.

"Give it to me?" Wen Jingxing now has no worries about food and clothing, and has no interest in these jewels, but he is still very happy, "Although it is a gift to Buddha, it is the first time that An Jiu gave me a gift, I am very happy."

Hearing this, An Jiu paused, feeling a little annoyed, as if he really hadn't given the master a gift...but what does the master like?

But everything about him was bestowed by him, and belonged to the master, as if there was really nothing to give him.

Sensing that he was in a bad mood, Wen Jingxing put his arms around Anjiu's waist, coaxed him to sit on his lap, and whispered in his ear with a smile: "In our place, as long as we get married, we will marry you. The property is called the joint property of husband and wife, regardless of you and me."

Although the joint property of husband and wife feels so far-fetched, as long as An Jiu bows his head and smiles with his lips pursed when he hears these six words, he feels sweet in his heart.

Wen Jingxing loves to see him smiling cutely, with a blush on his ears, and if he is too funny, the tips of his ears will be red and dripping with blood, making people unable to help but want to hold him in his mouth and grind them with his teeth.

Anjiu's long hair is tied with a long ponytail behind her head, making her look even more heroic. The black slim-fitting dark sweater she wears with a bang looks tall and thin, with a pair of twinkling peach blossom eyes under her forehead, and a small and delicate face. She had a sullen face, but always smiled lightly at Wen Jingxing.

If he was born in modern times, even if he didn't debut as a star with such an appearance, he would be a star everywhere, but now he belittles himself to nothing because of gender issues.

It's so cute and heart-wrenching.

Wen Jingxing felt that he was a bad breed, the more he felt sorry for him, the more he wanted to bully him.

Don't make him uncomfortable, just want to see him cry.

If An Jiu was crying, her eyes and ears must be red.

I definitely couldn't help it, made it redder, pressed him against the wall, rubbed him into my arms, and told him that I would only treat him well in the future.

Wen Jingxing was afraid that his eyes would frighten An Jiu, so he didn't dare to look up at others, put his arm around his waist, and continued to look through the things Mrs. Hou sent with the other hand.

Mrs. Hou probably didn't take a closer look at the things she delivered, as there were a lot of women's jewelry mixed in the jewelry.

Wen Jingxing picked up a few pieces of jewelry, each of which was extremely delicate, not to mention the precious material.

He raised his eyes, and in his peripheral vision was An Jiu's indistinguishable face. At that moment, he felt that even the most exquisite and precious things in this world were not worthy of his An Jiu.

Women's hair accessories in ancient times were too complicated, Wen Jingxing couldn't even pronounce his name, let alone tie it up, but it was more than enough for a double ponytail.

An Jiu was sitting in front of the bronze mirror with his shoulders pressed down, not knowing what Wen Jingxing meant, her legs were closed, her fingers were slightly curled up on her legs, she was so obedient.

Wen Jingxing's straight male heart was stabbed with a small sword, and blood gushed out.

So cute.

No one can resist such beauty.

He untied An Jiu's headband, and his smooth black hair was scattered behind his back. In the afterglow of the setting sun, it exuded a silky luster. Just covering it with his fingertips made people feel numb down the spine.

"Master?" An Jiu looked back at him with some doubts.

Wen Jingxing withdrew his hand and picked up a comb: "I just suddenly remembered that when we got married, it seemed that a lot of etiquette was missing, such as having An Jiu's family comb your hair."

An Jiu lowered his eyes: "The subordinates have no family members."

"Now I have it." The wooden comb was gently inserted into An Jiu's long hair, Wen Jingxing said with a light smile, "One comb is sparse to the end, the second comb is white hair at the same level as the eyebrows, and the third comb is wing-to-wing..."

Owner……

An Jiu stared at him with wide eyes in surprise, his eyes suddenly turned red and hot, and he couldn't hold back a big tear that fell on the back of his hand.

The master treated him so well that he even wondered if this was a dream.

If it's really a dream, don't wake up for the rest of your life.

Noticing that An Jiu was crying, Wen Jingxing put down the comb in his hand, just now he was thinking of bullying him to cry, but he was really waiting for him to cry, but he hugged him even tighter and patted him lightly. back.

Coaxed: "Stop crying, I will be your family from now on, and I will never abandon you."

After he finished crying, Wen Jingxing asked him to sit back in front of the bronze mirror again, clumsily tied two ponytails for him, hanging on his chest, and picked out a few hairpins with a very straight male aesthetic stuck in the hair.

An Jiu had never seen such a hairstyle before. The corners of his eyes were still red, and the tips of his ears turned red after he stared wide open, feeling an indescribable sense of shame.

Wen Jingxing moved closer to his ear, the two of them breathed together, and he whispered: "An Jiu is so cute."

An Jiu didn't react, and was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean by being cute?"

"Cute means being lovable." Wen Jingxing picked up a strand of hair and wrapped it around his fingertips, "Does An Jiu like it?"

An Jiu was stunned, and stared blankly at herself dressed as a woman in the mirror.

Although the master said that he would become a husband and wife with him, he actually prefers women. If he marries a woman...

The woman must be very beautiful, she may sit in front of the bronze mirror and watch the master tie her hair, laugh at the master's clumsiness, or teach the master how to tie a woman's hair with hands, begging him in a soft voice every day bundle……

Can't think any more.

An Jiu's eyes were gloomy, he was jealous and bitter, but the hair was tied by the owner, and the hair accessories were given by Mrs. Hou, it was hard for him to say what he didn't like, so he lowered his head and whispered, "I like it."

Afraid that Wen Jingxing would not believe it, he looked at him seriously with dark eyes and repeated: "I like it very much."

Wen Jingxing was completely infatuated. He hugged An Jiu in his arms and kneaded him, causing his face to flush and his breathing to be short of breath. Somehow, the two of them rolled onto the bed, and the woman's hair accessories were all sharp. Can kill people, Wen Jingxing had already taken it off halfway and threw it on the ground.

An Jiu wanted to bend down to take it, but was afraid that Wen Jingxing would struggle to hug him if he exerted too much strength, so he just stared at him pitifully and aggrieved with a pair of peach blossom eyes.

Wen Jingxing threw him on the bed, put his arms on both sides of his shoulders, stared into his eyes and asked intentionally, "Didn't you send me off? So distressed?"

An Jiu hastily denied: "No."

Wen Jingxing hugged him, gently brushed his eyebrows with his fingertips, and said with a smile: "In ancient times, Zhang Chang drew eyebrows for his wife, and An Jiu's eyebrows were originally beautiful. How about I tie your hair?"

The two were about to do something absurd in broad daylight when the door rang.

The one who came in was the doctor who wanted to show An Jiu's body.

It was the first time for the two of them to fall in love, and they were tired of it. Wen Jingxing relied on trying to treat An Jiu's illness, and he took advantage of it. An Jiu, who was dominated by desire, was as soft as a pool of spring water in his arms. Let him do whatever he wants.

Now seeing the doctor at first glance, Wen Jingxing frowned, feeling that the good life was coming to an end suddenly.

An Jiu is also a little disappointed, although the number of times his master bullies him has gradually increased recently, only he knows that it is not always because of the effect of the medicine.

Mostly because he wants to be hugged by his master, his legs are weak, and his eyes are red because he wants to be bullied. Although this is shameful, dissolute, and unbearable, he just likes it very much. He likes every inch of his master's skin. I prefer him to touch every inch of his skin with his fingertips.

The doctor checked the pulse again and asked, "During the past half month, how many times did it occur every day?"

An Jiu lowered her head, tightly grasped the corner of her clothes, her lips trembled but she didn't make a sound.

Wen Jingxing thought he was embarrassed, and answered for him: "A few days ago, it was two or three times, usually at night, but it happened more frequently in the past seven days, at least five times a day, and there is no fixed time."

The doctor paused his hand for taking the pulse, and raised his eyes to look at An Jiu.

Wen Jingxing thought that there was another problem with this matter, and hurriedly asked: "What's going on? Didn't you say that the medicine would be metabolized over time? Why did the attacks become more frequent instead?"

An Jiu's head was almost buried in his knees, his toes curled up, and he grabbed Wen Jingxing's hand before the doctor could speak, and his cold voice was extremely tense at this moment: "There are not five times, only one or one time."

Suddenly, the doctor lowered his head and began to prescribe the medicine.

Wen Jingxing was stunned for a moment before he understood. He couldn't help laughing out loud, and leaned close to An Jiu's ear on purpose, his slender fingers lingered around his waist and hips, poking at his buttocks: "Deceive and hide, secretly Nine, you are so courageous now!"

A little selfishness was punctured, An Jiu blushed from his face to his neck, he was so embarrassed that he wished he could jump up to the beam now, he was poked by his master's fingers behind him, his whole body was tense, in order to escape, he could only go down little by little Move, about to slide down, Wen Jingxing hugged him, and hugged him on his lap in front of outsiders.

"I really didn't lie to the doctor, it was just once?" Wen Jingxing squeezed his neck, bullying him deliberately, "Which time did you tell the master, was it the time you took a nap, or when you taught me to practice lightness kung fu? When I fed you, or when I was lying on your lap and reading a storybook to you?"

An Jiu's face flushed, he was shorter than Wen Jingxing, sitting on his lap, his toes were barely touching the ground, his toes curled up in shame, na na: "Don't, don't say it..."

Wen Jingxing wanted to say: "In the future, if you want it, you can find me. Don't make such excuses. You are my wife. If you want me, you will naturally give it to me. That's..."

An Jiu's earlobe was bitten lightly with his teeth, and the person behind him said with a smile: "Indulging in lust will hurt your body, madam, please restrain yourself."

Dark Nine is about to explode.

Fortunately, the doctor had already written the prescription. Seeing that Wen Jingxing was getting more and more shameless, he interrupted the two affectionate young couples: "Hey, Second Master. Madam is in good health, just follow this prescription to soak the medicine for seven days." A bath is a complete cure."

"Mr. Trouble."

Wen Jingxing took the prescription, asked some other precautions, and passed his hand over: "Please also ask sir to check my pulse. I feel that my health has recovered recently. When will I be able to..."

He paused, tilted his head and tilted his mouth to look at An Jiu.

When An Jiu heard that Wen Jingxing asked the doctor to feel his pulse, his heart trembled, thinking that he was feeling unwell, so he didn't feel ashamed, and looked at the doctor eagerly.

Just happened to meet Wen Jingxing's eyes.

I heard him say, "Where is the round house?"

The old doctor's ears were burning when he heard it. He had seen many loving couples, but this was the first time he had seen someone like this second master and his wife. It really made people feel ashamed and envious.

He checked his pulse carefully, and he was really surprised. It was a week ago since the last time he checked his pulse. Although it was very good, it was not far from real health, but now it is really healthy. As long as the future is not desperate, normal people can do it You can do anything you want.

The old doctor cupped his hands and said with a smile, "Congratulations."

A congratulations, the meaning is obvious.

After seeing off the old doctor, An Jiu's face never blushed, and at night she was so ashamed that she clung to the wall, no matter how much Wen Jingxing coaxed her, she would not slip into his arms.

But the habit has become natural. Without the man's hot chest, An Jiu is not comfortable even when he sleeps. He is awakened by nightmares frequently. After observing with wide eyes several times to make sure that Wen Jingxing is asleep, he secretly lifts his arm. , carefully got into it and buried it in his neck, wrapping around his waist.

A good night's sleep, but the next day will be rubbed in the arms of some vile man and bullied.

An Jiu's medicated bath takes two hours a day.

Wen Jingxing thought it was troublesome to change the water constantly, so he simply asked An Jiu to soak in the hot spring pool in Zhongliyuan.

The "quack doctor" didn't know what kind of medicine it was, it hurt so badly when it touched the skin, even An Jiu, who was used to the pain since childhood, turned pale after soaking, and had to be supported by Wen Jingxing to walk.

Wen Jingxing was afraid that he would be bored and accompanied him once, seeing that he was suffering, he couldn't bear to walk away, let the poor beauty hold his fingers, and read to him some words about ghosts and ghosts, or about the elopement of a lady and a poor scholar Book.

Mess and everything.

An Jiu liked to listen, and sometimes Wen Jingxing would ask him: "If I were that handsome scholar, and you were that noble lady, would you like to elope with me?"

An Jiu nodded without hesitation.

Wen Jingxing fiddled with his lips and didn't pay attention for a while, there was already a tooth mark on it.

He asked: "Why? If you had a good birth and such a good appearance, there will be better things in the future, and more people will like you."

An Jiu pondered, he didn't say any love words, but he held Wen Jingxing's fingers harder: "No, there won't be anyone better than you."

Wen Jingxing was so sweet by his straightforward confession that he rubbed the top of his hair to make him feel as comfortable as possible in the pain.

But I heard An Jiu say in a low voice: "But if you are that eldest lady, I will not bear it. I don't know how to play piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, etiquette, or talk. Neither fit."

Originally, he was still talking about the drawing book, but he inadvertently poked An Jiu's heart.

Wen Jingxing smiled softly: "Anjiu, there are billions of people in this world, and when you meet someone you like, there is only one who can accompany you to grow old, so most people in this world are just make do, because when you meet true love It's really too difficult, the probability is one in a billion, if you really meet him, you must not let him go."

"So!" Wen Jingxing clasped his fingers and said with a smile, "Where is there such a thing as a good match, if you like it, you are a good match."

Although An Jiu couldn't understand, she still pursed her lips and held Wen Jingxing's hand a little tighter.

When the time came, Wen Jingxing carried him to take a bath, Haitang had already placed the bathtub in the bedroom and filled it with hot water.

Wen Jingxing tested the temperature of the water, carried An Jiu in, and smiled at him: "Do you want my husband to wait for you to take a bath?"

"No, no need." An Jiu hurriedly squatted down, submerging himself completely in the water, leaving only his head. After taking a bath awkwardly, he lay on the edge of the tub and looked out, while Wen Jingxing was sitting on the side. legs to read.

The setting sun shone in through the hollowed-out window, framing his chiseled face with a gold border. He was as lazy as a fairy, and An Jiu was infatuated by accident.

The owner was truly the best looking man he had ever seen.

Wen Jingxing looked a little sleepy, he yawned, a tear came out of the corner of his eye, and when he raised his eyes, he found that An Jiu was staring straight at him.

He smiled, threw down the scriptures casually, walked a few steps quickly, held the face that was about to slip again, nose to nose, and after having a little chat with An Jiu, a red mark was left on his collarbone.

"I know you're not ready." Wen Jingxing said hoarsely, "Don't recruit me."

An Jiu blinked at him twice, grabbed his wrist, and moved his lips: "Master... I feel bad."

Wen Jingxing was taken aback for a moment: "Is it a lie?"

An Jiu lowered his head and said softly: "Yes..."

"Do you know what you're talking about?" Wen Jingxing's voice was hoarse, with an indescribable sense of oppression, he let out a breath slowly, looked at the top of the dark hair, and rubbed it with some strength .

The seducer was shyer than anyone else, his whole body sank in the water, and he didn't speak.

Wen Jingxing took off his clothes and stepped into the bathtub. The bathtub was not big, and after holding two people, An Jiu's back could only be tightly attached to the chest of the person behind him.

His face was flushed and he twisted his body.

Wen Jingxing grabbed his arm and said hoarsely, "Don't move."

An Jiu was frightened by his voice and the strength of grabbing herself, knelt in the water, tightly clutching the side of the tub, not daring to move.

There are little ripples on the calm water surface.

Anjiu, who is very good at water, looks like a drowning person in this shallow bathtub at this time, he knows what Wen Jingxing wants to do, they are husband and wife, what kind of husband and wife are they if they don't consummate their marriage.

He tried to relax himself as much as possible. Shadow guards often appeared in places of various religions and high-ranking schools. He had seen many prostitutes and waitresses, so he naturally knew where to enter.

But is this kind of thing really happy?

An Jiu grabbed the side of the bathtub, his hands turned white so hard, he can't forget the feeling at that time, but this is the master, not the hideous utensil, nor punishment, but a husband and wife, a mutual gratification.

Wen Jingxing felt that his back was sweating coldly, he leaned up and kissed An Jiu's back neck, and comforted him: "Don't be afraid..."

Water splashes everywhere.

Wen Jingxing held Anjiu's ankle, slender and pale, feet were very private places for the ancients, Anjiu's porcelain white body turned a thin layer of red due to his movements, covered his mouth and whispered: "slower……"

Wen Jingxing's eyes suddenly darkened, and when he faced An Jiu, he had to admit that he was really bad, and he liked to bully such a cute little white rabbit like him.

He kneaded An Jiu's earlobe with his fingertips, and gently gnawed on An Jiu's neck: "I haven't done anything yet, An Jiu, you are so obedient... I will really want to bully you if you are so obedient."

An Jiu saw that he stopped moving, tilted his head, his eyes were red, and he was a little puzzled.

Wen Jingxing's fingertips crushed heavily on his bitten lip, and blood dripped from his rubbing.

Sometimes, An Jiu feels like a child in the oral stage, because of the connivance of the master, he will never hide his thoughts when the two are intimate.

At this time, in front of a wolf, he completely lost his reason to protect himself. He leaned forward slightly, lowered his head and opened his lips to put the fingertips on his lips in, and gently circled his fingertips with the tip of his tongue.

Wen Jingxing's breathing became heavy due to his actions, and he fiddled with his fingers in his mouth, as if playing tricks, making Anjiu's tongue run away, until he made a sound like a kitten, he couldn't help it anymore, He squeezed An Jiu's chin and pushed him against the wall of the barrel, staring at his prey forcefully.

An Jiu was held by his waist and turned around completely, Wen Jingxing's eyes burned two dark fires, he didn't have the slightest kissing skills to talk about, he pinched An Jiu's waist with both hands, using great force, without any rules The kiss carried a domineering vigor, as if he wanted to devour the person in front of him.

The lips and teeth of the two intertwined, and the breath was ambiguous.

After an unknown amount of time, the water waves finally returned to calm.

An Jiu's whole body softened into a ball of water, the lips that had been guarded carefully for more than half a month were stolen by the guard, and a drop of blood was bitten out, just as Wen Jingxing stretched out his finger to wipe it off for him.

In the next second, An Jiu quickly squatted in the water covering his face.

His chest rose and fell rapidly, panting heavily.

Wen Jingxing's kiss was too domineering, even though the two of them hadn't done anything, An Jiu felt numb from his toes to his scalp, as if his body had been split open by him.

"Ah……"

Wen Jingxing's outstretched hand touched the air.

It was also his first time kissing someone, and he was a little embarrassed, but seeing An Jiu being so shy, he felt that it was nothing, he just wanted to bully him, curled up a strand of his hair with his fingers, and gently pulled it down: "Water It's cold, I'll carry you out."

An Jiu shook his head, he didn't pay attention just now, it's fine that he couldn't see anything under the quilt before, but now the water is clear, he doesn't want to stain the eyes of the master, maybe the master doesn't know how ugly he is.

Even looking at him makes him feel sick...

An Jiu was unwilling, and Wen Jingxing didn't force it either.

He knew that An Jiu might have been trained to hold his breath underwater, but he was reluctant to let him stay underwater for too long because of his bad taste, so he walked out with his clothes on, dried his body and took out a bottle of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis from the medicine box waist.

He used a lot of strength just now, and An Jiu's waist must have been pinched green.

After a while, An Jiu came out of the bathtub with steam, her wet hair was hanging down behind her, still dripping water.

His face was flushed with embarrassment, and he stared down at his toes. The ankle touched by the man was hot, as if it had been branded.

Wen Jingxing wrapped his hair with a towel, hugged his waist like a big dog, put his chin on his shoulder, sniffed, and suddenly said: "An Jiu, you did something bad behind my back, right? "

was punctured...

An Jiuhong didn't dare to speak with the tip of his ears, for fear that this person would say something that would make people want to explode.

Wen Jingxing pretended to be angry, and forced An Jiu to whisper in his ear several times, "My husband, I was wrong."

Although An Jiu didn't understand the meaning, she always felt ashamed but sweet.

After punishment.

Wen Jingxing let An Jiu sit in his arms, and wiped his hair. An Jiu's hair was soft and thick, and it would take a lot of time to dry it, but when he thought of this "land", he would After Uncle Wen took over the contract, Wen Jingxing was full of energy.

After wiping until it was damp and half dry, An Jiu lay on the bed with her narrow waist sagging, and lifted up half of her underwear. Wen Jingxing sat next to him, applied medicine to the bruise on his waist, and rubbed it gently, like an ordinary couple I also talked to him about the things in the mansion, which was boring but I felt that I could talk non-stop.

Wen Jingxing said: "Today there is a new chef in the mansion. Do you like it? I still like the chef from the south. It's a bit sweeter. It's just that I went back to my hometown to get married. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat it again in the future."

An Jiu tilted his head to look at him: "I can learn, I can learn very quickly."

Wen Jingxing said again: "I heard from the boy in the mansion that there will be a lantern festival tomorrow. We have never been out of the mansion together. An Jiu will accompany me to see it?"

An Jiu nodded, he had never appeared on the street in an upright manner, just thinking about it made his eyes full of joy like a child's.

Wen Jingxing saw that he was happy, but frowned and pinched his waist: "The tailor who made the winter clothes came to measure you today, touched your waist, didn't you? He even touched your legs, I'm so angry!"

An Jiuhong thought about it carefully, and didn't feel that he was being unreasonable at all, na na: "No..."

Wen Jingxing would never be jealous of this kind of jealousy, he just likes to watch An Jiu blushing and explaining to him, and then forced to say some things that he can't usually say to coax him.

Like now.

An Jiu couldn't tell whether Wen Jingxing was really angry or not. After coaxing him for a long time, he couldn't see the smile in the man's eyes like a blind man. Finally, he boldly grabbed Wen Jingxing's wrist with trembling hands, covering him on the bed. own waist, "only for you to touch."

An Jiu's skin is not smooth, but covered with old scars, but because of wearing shadow guards all the year round, his skin is very fair and his figure is slender.

Like a piece of beautiful jade that has been destroyed, it is not fragile at all, with unimaginable toughness and bravery, exuding incredible beauty.

Wen Jingxing's fingertips lingered on his waist and abdomen, half of his strength was useless, but it made An Jiu's back tense and his whole body go limp.

He covered his mouth and panted lightly, was picked up by Wen Jingxing, and they kissed.

"Wife..." Wen Jingxing looked at him and couldn't help calling softly. Seeing An Jiu being kissed until his eyes were dazed, the tip of his nose rubbed against him. "In our place, wife means madam, lover."

An Jiu suddenly understood what the corresponding "husband" meant.

He curled up his toes slightly and whispered in his heart.

Wen Jingxing suddenly asked him, "Anjiu, do you have a name?"

After hesitating for a while, An Jiu shook his head. Since he can remember, he has been abandoned by his parents because of his body, and he has been a beggar for half a year. He is thin and small and is always bullied by others. An unsalable vegetarian bag, so he lived to be five years old.

A snowstorm, the whole place is hungry.

Because of her good looks, An Jiu was taken back to the mansion by Mrs. Hou who was passing by.

They were ranked according to the age of the batch of shadow guards back then, and it happened to be nine when it was his turn.

Dark Nine is just a code name, not a name.

"How about I give you a name?" Wen Jingxing curled up An Jiu's long lock of hair with his fingers, and kissed his hair.

There is light in An Jiu's eyes. From birth to now, he has very little. Even his name is a luxury.

Wen Jingxing is a rough man, although he has inherited the memory of the original owner, he has not fully digested the difficult and difficult knowledge, and he really couldn't think of a good name for a while.

He was afraid that An Jiu would be disappointed, and was about to go back and pick up a book to read through, when suddenly he had a flash of inspiration.

"Since you are already my wife, you will take your husband's surname from now on, and share my surname Wen. As for your first name, how about Jiu'an?"

"Jiu'an...Wen Jiu'an." An Jiu didn't feel that Wen Jingxing was being lazy at all, he repeated the name over and over again, very happy. Seeing him happy, Wen Jingxing held his fidgeting hand and rubbed against the tip of his nose Rubbing, said: "I hope my Jiu'an will be safe for a lifetime, and the years will be worry-free."