Crossing town house man and wife

Luo Daozi didn't receive the notice that Wu Ming was coming, so he was surprised to see him coming, and when he saw Yao Zhong with scars on his face, his eyes almost fell out of their sockets.

Wu Ming noticed that Yao Zhong gave Luo Daozi a gesture of silence, and then led the ox cart to the barn.After that, Luo Daozi asked about Wu Ming's origin like a normal person.

When he learned that Wu Ming had come to complete the last step of papermaking, Luo Daozi's eyes lit up immediately, and he asked for help.

Although he didn't think Luo Daozi, a fake Taoist priest, could do any heavy work, Wu Ming really needed labor, so he didn't refuse. He changed his clothes and set off to the yard that was allocated to him before.

The three of Huang Dou and the others still live here, but the military camp does not support idlers, and they have changed from collective garrison to shifting duty. When they are not on duty, they will return to their original places as auxiliary soldiers and coolies.

Jiang San was on duty today, and after the group entered the hospital, Luo Daozi deliberately asked Liu Qi and Huang Dou to be called over.

Because the pulping step requires a lot of strength, Wu Ming asked for two more strong military men, and then found out all the things he had prepared before, cleaned them up, and started to work.

This busyness lasted a whole day, and even had a simple lunch in the yard.

Seeing that the sky was getting dark, Wu Ming finally threw down the tool for scooping up paper and announced that he would be here today.

In fact, after the pulp was ready, Wu Ming was the only one left busy in the yard. The others were either stealing lessons from their teachers, or studying with the prince. Seeing Wu Ming stop now, they were all a bit unsatisfied.

The first few sheets of paper had been dried, and Luo Daozi had already taken them in his hand and rubbed them repeatedly.

Seeing Wu Ming stop at this moment, Luo Daozi immediately came to Wu Ming with a few pages of paper, "Is this the paper Madam made?"

"It should be better." The materials used this time are too random, the preparations are not sufficient, and the equipment is even more improvised.

Wu Ming took out one, spread it out to look at the thickness, flicked it a couple more times, and then rolled it into a ball.

Luo Daozi looked confused, as if Wu Ming rubbed him instead of paper.

Wu Ming was very satisfied.

When he scooped up the paper, he put in a lot of effort to adjust the paper to be thinner and thinner, but judging from the current results, his effort was not in vain.

Finally, no more wasting cloth!

Wu Ming was filled with emotion.

Luo Daozi didn't know what he was thinking, so he leaned forward to flatter him.

"Madam is really a strange person! With such a wonderful thing, reading and writing will be cheaper, and cheaper! From now on..."

"Stop!" Wu Ming interrupted impatiently, "Don't tell me these things, tell the sheriff."

"Huh?" Luo Daozi was taken aback.

"You'll understand after you've said it." Wu Ming curled his lips, turned his head and said to others, "Don't move anything in the yard, find a piece of rainproof silk cloth to cover the pool, and continue tomorrow morning. Anyone who wants to learn how to fish paper , I will teach him tomorrow."

"No!" Everyone agreed in unison.

Wu Ming didn't say any more, and called the tortoise shell who had been squatting in the corner to watch the excitement, and they went back to Yan Heng's yard together.

After taking a comfortable hot bath and eating a delicious dinner, Wu Ming fell directly on the bed.

He was exhausted today, he did everything by himself when picking up paper, and he demonstrated for half an hour before handing over to others when pulping.

Because of this, Wu Ming fell into a sound sleep as soon as he touched the bed.

But sleeping until midnight, Wu Ming felt that something was wrong with his body. He opened his eyes suddenly and found that there was another person beside him.The reason why he didn't feel right was because this guy was pinching his nose and he couldn't breathe.

"Why are you here?" Wu Ming realized that his voice was still nasal as soon as he opened his mouth, and immediately complained, "Let go!"

It was Yan Heng who came, and he let go of Wu Ming's complaint, but there was some suspicion on his face.

"Do you know how long I pinched?" Yan Heng asked.

"Anyway, it's not long enough to suffocate me to death." Wu Ming took a few deep breaths, allowing his severely hypoxic body to return to normal.

Yan Heng had no choice but to pinch his nose again.

Wu Ming slapped Yan Heng's wolf claws away, and asked again: "Why are you here?"

"What do you say?" Yan Heng asked back.

Wu Ming was slightly taken aback, and then his face froze.

"Remember?" Yan Heng looked at Wu Ming jokingly.

Wu Ming twitched the corner of his mouth, "Tonight?"

"I came here on purpose." Yan Heng rested his head on Wu's quota, breathing heavily.

"I'm going to take a shower first." Wu Ming pushed Yan Heng away, got up and got out of bed, and turned back halfway, "Hey, that, did you bring that...that lubricating thing?"

Yan Heng was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed lowly, "You know it."

"Haven't you ever eaten pork or seen a pig running?" Wu Ming rolled his eyes, "Tell me quickly, if there is, I won't do it if there is no!"

"Look." Yan Heng reached out and took out a silver box from under the pillow, and opened it with a click, revealing the greasy ointment inside.

"You know it too well!" Wu Ming replied sarcastically.

Yan Heng smiled without saying a word, just staring at Wu Ming with fiery eyes, as if urging him to go back quickly.

Not to be outdone, Wu Ming glanced back at him, but finally turned around and entered the clean room, cursing secretly in his heart——

Damn, he knew he had to prepare, but how should he prepare!

But just a few steps away, Wu Ming turned around again, glared at Yan Heng and said, "Come here, you have to wash too!"

Yan Heng was slightly taken aback, then laughed, "Okay."

As he said that, he got off the bed, walked quickly to Wu Ming's side, and hugged him horizontally. "Today, you and I will go to Wushan together by playing in the water with mandarin ducks."

"Trying about your size, there is only cold water in the clean room!" Wu Ming couldn't help complaining, "Be careful that you freeze a little snake so hard that you can't lift your head!"

"Madam, don't be too quick to talk." Yan Heng pinched Wu Ming's buttocks heavily, "I'll let Madam see if it's a little snake or a giant python!"

"Stop talking nonsense!" Wu Ming rolled his eyes, put his arms around Yan Heng's neck, and threatened in a vicious voice, "Say it first, be gentle for a while, don't let me hurt, or kick you under the bed!"

"Nuo——" Yan Heng couldn't hold back after being told by Wu Ming, so he quickly took two steps and put Wu Ming into the bathtub.

Wu Ming always slept naked, but now it was convenient for Yan Heng, and he even saved the effort to take off his clothes.

But before Wu Ming turned around to turn on the faucet, Yan Heng stretched out his big hand again, pulled him back into his arms, lowered his head and bit his lips.

Wu Ming froze, and subconsciously wanted to push the person away, but just as soon as he raised his hand, he remembered that he had made a promise to Yan Heng: as long as the one-month deadline was reached, he could no longer refuse Yan Heng to kiss him.

Looking back on the whole incident, Wu Ming suddenly felt as if he had fallen into a pit.

Yan Heng must have already planned to go out, that's why he readily accepted his offer, because even if he didn't set a date for one month, Yan Heng didn't have time to visit any concubine.

Damn it!

Angry, Wu Ming simply turned his grief and anger into strength, and bit Yan Heng viciously, leaving a row of teeth marks on his lips.

But this kind of action didn't stop Yan Heng, on the contrary, it made him more excited. He raised his hand and tore off his clothes, and jumped into the bathtub.

Wu Ming took the opportunity to turn on the faucet, letting the icy cold water splash down.

Regrettably, the cold water also failed to stop Yan Heng, but caused Wu Ming to grit his teeth and fight a cold war.

"It's okay, I'll heat you up."

Yan Heng hugged Wu Ming into his arms again, letting him feel his hot body temperature.

Cold water, hot skin.

Under the intermingling of cold and heat, Wu Ming felt that he must have caught a cold.

Otherwise, how could the limbs be weak, the throat dry, and the mind be drowsy, as if there was a fire burning in the body.

Perhaps there really was a fire there, a torch, to be exact.

This torch penetrated his body, burning his soul recklessly and arrogantly.

Wu Ming was startled, and suddenly came back to his senses, only to realize that he was hugging Yan Heng like an octopus, and what pierced through his body was not a torch, but Yan Heng's two fingers.

"Go to bed." Wu Mingfu whispered in Yan Heng's ear, "It's a bit cold here."

"Okay." Yan Heng responded in a low voice, hugged Wu Ming, and jumped out of the bathtub.

* Bitter short.

When the sun rose, neither Yan Heng nor Wu Ming had fallen asleep.

Although the thing below was exhausted and ran out of ammunition and food, Yan Heng still caressed Wu Ming, looking at his still bright red cheeks, for fear that he would disappear from his eyes.

Wu Ming was overtired, obviously too tired to open his eyes, but his mind was still excited, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

He will never complain about the romance novels written by the girls again!What was run over by a truck, what was like a rag doll, none of them were exaggerated at all!Whoever has been tossed by arms and legs for several hours can only feel this way. If you don’t believe me, try lying on the bed with your hands on your knees and your back for half an hour!

In contrast, the feeling of being invaded is not so bad, and it can even be said to be quite wonderful.

Wu Ming even felt that the so-called ecstasy was probably what it was like.

Yan Heng's ointment is also very effective, from the time he entered to the climax, he never experienced unbearable pain.It wasn't until the gunpowder smoke cleared at this moment that I began to feel a little burning pain, numbness and swelling somewhere in my body.

But compared to this unspeakable secret, Wu Ming felt that what was worse was that he might really have caught a cold.

Although his body is surrounded by spiritual power, his ability to resist germs is much stronger than that of ordinary people, and the probability of catching a cold is lower than that of a plane crash, but various feelings tell him that he just has a cold.

"I need a medical officer." Wu Ming murmured with his eyes closed.

"What's wrong?" Yan Heng quickly stood up, "Did I hurt you?"

"No." Wu Ming sighed, "It should have been frozen in the shower."

Yan Heng touched his head, he was indeed a little hot, and his body was warmer than usual, and his blushing seemed to be related to this.

But according to common sense, such a body is like a human being.

"I'll call someone." Yan Heng rolled over and got off the bed.

"Wait, don't go in a hurry." Wu Ming hurriedly called him back, "Help me get dressed first, then open the window and light some incense."

It was only then that Yan Heng remembered that their husband and wife were different from ordinary people, and the secrets in the room must never be leaked.

"I've wronged you." Yan Heng turned around and hugged Wu Ming.

"It's just a cold, don't say it as if it's parting from life and death." Wu Ming rolled his eyes, "Forget it, don't call me a medical officer, but ask Tortoise to boil me a pot of ginger water and add more... honey."

The age when there was no sugar, it's so f*ckingly embarrassing!

"Don't be brave, it's better to ask the medical officer to come and have a look." Yan Heng lowered his head and was about to kiss Wu Ming's face, but Wu Ming raised his hand and pushed him away.

"Stop kissing, beware of being rumored... sick." Wu Ming changed his words in time.

"Understood." Yan Heng looked helpless.He actually doesn't like kissing much, but the more Wu Ming doesn't want him to do it, the more he wants to do it. "Lie down and don't move, I'll help you get dressed first."

After finishing speaking, Yan Heng let go of Wu Ming, and turned up the obscene clothes in the corners of the bed.