I love the harem with my sweet mouth

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There was no charcoal burning basin in the house. When Qi Meng and Li Zhuang came in, they couldn't help rubbing their hands. These days, they followed Han Qingyang, and they were used to the warmth and fragrance of the house. Suddenly, it was cold here. I'm really not used to my study.

Qi Meng complained in a low voice, "There is no harm without comparison. Tell me how rough our life was in the past."

Li Zhuang grinned happily.

"What's the matter? Want to find a wife?"

Qi Meng's eyes widened, and he patted him on the shoulder forcefully.

"Say it as if you didn't want to."

Li Zhuang didn't say yes or no, and walked in with big strides.

Qi Meng chased after him, "What do you think we are working so hard to fight the war? Isn't it because we want to live a life of wives and children? Besides, I am in my twenties, think about it?"

The two entered the inner room and saw that Zhou Yanzong was concentrating on peeling chestnuts.

The man's hands were rough, and it was a test of patience to peel off the fluff on the chestnuts, but Zhou Yanzong didn't show any signs of impatience, on the contrary, the corners of his mouth occasionally curled up.

A faint chestnut fragrance wafts through the cold room.

Qi Meng stretched out his hand to taste one, but just as he stretched out his hand, he was hit hard on the back of his hand.

Zhou Yanzong looked at him coldly.

Qi Meng chuckled, "Ninth brother, you are too stingy, you are just a wild chestnut."

Zhou Yanzong stopped what he was doing.

"Is there any news from the capital?"

Li Zhuang said sternly: "The Zhou Dynasty accomplished great feats, and as soon as he ascended the throne, he began to fight against dissidents, which made everyone in Beijing feel uneasy, but dared to be angry and dare not speak out. Coupled with his extravagant nature, let it be regarded as the story of our place. When he arrived in the capital, he just said lightly, it's nothing more than ants, nothing to worry about."

Zhou Yanzong pursed his thin lips tightly.

Now that the disaster situation has just stabilized, he doesn't want to lead his troops back so soon. Besides, this year is different from previous years. He has Han Qingyang and a family, so he naturally wants to have a reunion year.

As for the throne, let Zhou Chaoxiu sit for a while longer.

Li Zhuang said again: "Although Zhou Chaoxiu said so this time, he started to gather troops in private. He must be afraid of us." He sneered, and in the face of absolute strength, all these small actions are useless, besides Zhou Chaoxiu He thought he was lying to the sky, but who knew that the news had spread here verbatim.

Zhou Yanzong raised his hand.

"Let him go, he's just a clown. Another year is approaching, step up your patrol and pay attention to all suspicious strangers."

Although he doesn't like those dark methods, he also knows how to prevent problems before they happen.

Li Zhuang and Qi Meng agreed, and after discussing the details, they withdrew.

After Zhou Yanzong peeled a plate of chestnuts, he handed it to Duofu.

"Take it and make some chestnut cakes."

Duofu took it with a smile, turned around and went to the kitchen.

The room was very warm, Zhou Yanzong walked carefully to the bed, the person on the bed was sleeping sweetly, perhaps because the room was too hot, the fair and shapely calf was exposed outside the bedding.

Zhou Yanzong grabbed his ankle and gently put his leg back under the bed.

Unexpectedly, as soon as it was put in, Han Qingyang's legs stretched out again, his delicate toes moved, and he didn't know what to mutter.

Zhou Yanzong looked at his sleeping face with a gentle expression.

The man's eyelashes are long and curly, trembling like cicada's wings, under his straight nose, his lips are full and moist, like the fruit falling on the branches in autumn, with a seductive luster.

Zhou Yanzong leaned over and kissed him.

Han Qingyang muttered rather aggrieved: "Don't make trouble, I don't eat or drink, so just let me sleep a little longer..." His voice was vague, naturally a bit coquettish the taste of.

Zhou Yanzong kissed deeply.

"The snow has stopped, haven't you been clamoring to enjoy the snow since I came back?"

Hearing this, Han Qingyang opened his sleepy eyes, then rolled over and got out of bed, before he even had time to put on his shoes, he ran directly to the window, opened the window and looked, and saw a large expanse of snow light.

The snow really stopped.

"Zhou Yanzong, you really didn't lie to me."

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Zhou Yanzong standing behind him, and before he could react, he was lifted up by his arms.

"I'm so old that I don't even wear shoes when I think about playing."

Han Qingyang's eyes were full of smiles, and he put his hand around his neck.

"Zhou Yanzong, don't underestimate people. I have prestige in the eyes of the people of Yongzhou now. Even Du Ziteng, your subordinate, treats me differently now. Every time he sees me, he calls me Mr. Han."

His childishness and rascality are never shown to only one person.

Zhou Yanzong put him on the bed, "Hurry up and wash up, let's go out for a walk."

Han Qingyang was as happy as a child, and hurriedly urged Duozi to bring in hot water. After washing, he took Zhou Yanzong's hand and ran out.

Zhou Yanzong pulled him back again, took out a scarf and wrapped it around him, and asked Duozi to tie the stone blue cloak embroidered with green bamboo on Han Qingyang, wishing to wrap him three layers inside and three layers outside, Only then was he willing to let people go out.

Han Qingyang was wrapped tightly, only a pair of clear eyes were exposed outside.

The blizzard had just stopped, and there were few pedestrians on the street. Occasionally, a few children who were playing in the snow rushed out of the street, chasing each other very lively.

The two just walked side by side.

Under the peace of this faction, Han Qingyang's hard work over the past few months is indispensable.

"Qing Yang, I thank you on behalf of the people of Yongzhou and Weizhou."

Han Qingyang squinted at him, "Is that how you thank me?"

Zhou Yanzong smirked and hooked him into his arms.

"Isn't the thank you from last night enough?"

Thinking of last night's passion, Han Qingyang blushed. This man is real. He just casually mentioned a sentence of fierce battle until dawn, and he took it seriously. He pestered him until dawn before giving up. I slept until the afternoon, and now my body is still sore.

Embarrassed and annoyed, Han Qingyang glared at Zhou Yanzong fiercely, bent down and smashed a snow ball over, and fled away like a little rabbit after smashing.

Zhou Yanzong was attacked accidentally, wiped off the snow on his face, gritted his teeth and said, "Han...Qing...Yang..."

Han Qingyang didn't care whether he was angry or not, after running for a while, another snowball hit him. This time Zhou Yanzong took precautions and was dodged, his face was full of disappointment.

Zhou Yanzong shouted: "Don't let me catch you, or you will die."

Han Qingyang had already thrown several snowballs while speaking.

It's a pity that none of them hit, Zhou Yanzong relied on his skill, but in the blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Han Qingyang, and grabbed him into his arms fiercely.

"I see where you are fleeing?"

Han Qingyang leaned into his arms and said softly: "Who said I was going to run away, Zhou Yanzong is so kind, even if you hit me, I wouldn't run away." He was half joking, but said it very affectionately.

Zhou Yanzong lost his temper immediately.

Suddenly, a chill came from his neck.

It turned out that Han Qingyang was hiding two balls of snow in his hands when he rushed over, and he stuffed them into his collar just now while he was talking.

Zhou Yanzong gritted his teeth angrily.

Han Qingyang took the opportunity to run away, trembling with laughter.

"Zhou Yanzong, you are so easy to deceive..."

Zhou Yanzong touched the ground with his toes, and rushed over with a flying body.Seeing this, Han Qingyang turned around and was about to run, but who knew that he was wearing too much clothes, so he couldn't move, his feet slipped and he fell down.

Zhou Yanzong was startled, and hurriedly hugged him in his arms.

Both of them fell heavily into the snow.

Han Qingyang lay on Zhou Yanzong's body, his eyes were shining, he lowered his head and kissed him on the lips.

"Zhou Yanzong, you are so kind."

Zhou Yanzong snorted coldly.

"Don't try to sneak up on me again."

Han Qingyang kissed him again, "This time it's true."

Zhou Yanzong pursed his lips and did not speak, but his expression softened a lot.

Han Qingyang begged him softly again, "Zhou Yanzong, I didn't hit you with a single snowball just now, can't you let me hit it once? When Qing Lang used to fight snowballs in Dajin, he couldn't hit you. Win, as long as he can't win, he will sit in the snow and cry, once he cries, I can't do anything about him, I will obediently roll up the snowball and hand it to him, then stand where he is and let him smash it."

Zhou Yanzong felt depressed after hearing this.

"Oh!"

Han Qingyang said again: "Does it mean that as long as I cry, you will let me smash it? Let me tell you, I am very good at shedding tears. As long as I look at you, I can cry while I breathe."

The white mist exhaled by the two intertwined, vaguely reflecting Han Qingyang's alluring face, behind him was a large black sky, but because of this face, Zhou Yanzong could see the beautiful spring and the unique scenery good.

He watched his eyes gradually fill with water, and couldn't bear it in his heart. After helping him up, he rolled two more snow balls and handed them to him.

"You smash it, I won't hide!"

He took a few steps aside.

Zhou Yanzong originally thought that Han Qingyang would slam the snowball over hard, but unexpectedly it only lightly slammed on his feet.

As soon as he turned his head, he saw Han Qingyang standing in the wind and snow, crying and laughing.

He hurried over and hugged her in his arms.

"But where is it uncomfortable?"

Han Qingyang shook his head, "I'm happy, you know? I once swore that if one day there is a person who can willingly make a snow ball and hand it to me for me to smash, I will treat him well for the rest of my life."

Zhou Yanzong couldn't laugh or cry.

This requirement was a little too low, and he secretly rejoiced that luckily he met him first, otherwise he would be deceived by others, where would he find such a good Han Qingyang?

Zhou Yanzong patted the snow off his body, "Let's go back!"

Han Qingyang's eyes were red, and the tip of his nose was red, and he let Zhou Yanzong pull him back.

On the road, I met a strange young woman holding two red plums in her hands. She exclaimed, "Master Han?"

Han Qingyang froze for a moment, then quickly pulled up the scarf to cover most of his face, and nodded to the woman again.

The young woman said words of gratitude, and finally gave him a red plum.

Han Qingyang took the plum blossoms, thanked him, and continued walking back with Zhou Yanzong.

It's getting darker.

"Zhou Yanzong, I can't move anymore."

Zhou Yanzong squatted down in front of him, "It's you who is hypocritical, and you are the one who wants to come out to play, and you are tired after playing for a while."

Han Qingyang lay on his back, complaining softly.

"I'm so tired, who's to blame."

Zhou Yanzong was speechless and hurried on his way.

Han Qingyang looked at the budding red plums in his hands, and his heart was burning.

"Zhou Yanzong, have you ever received flowers in your life?"

Before Zhou Yanzong could answer, he said to himself: "Surely not, you are so fierce, girls are scared to death when they see you, how could someone give you flowers."

He put the flowers in his hand in front of Zhou Yanzong's eyes.

"Then I will borrow flowers to offer Buddha, and give this flower to you."

Zhou Yanzong smiled.

Anyway, his whole life was planted in the hands of the person on his back.

When the two returned to the mansion, Duofu was bringing the prepared chestnut cakes to the room. When he saw the plum blossoms in Han Qingyang's hand, he hurriedly said, "I'll get a white porcelain vase and put the flowers in it. The red plum blossoms The choice is really good, and some are open."

After the flowers were arranged, Duofu saw Han Qingyang eating chestnut cake with tea, and the smile in his eyes was even wider.

"Master, do you think today's chestnut cake is different?"

Han Qingyang shook his head.

Duofu laughed and said, "My uncle peeled these chestnuts by himself. Don't you think the chestnuts are sweeter than the old ones?"

Han Qingyang blushed with embarrassment.

Tasting it carefully, it is indeed sweeter than in the past.

The author has something to say: Zhou. Majestic. Yanzong: It's great to be able to pick up a daughter-in-law after being hit twice. . .