Pick up a husband and wife to raise buns

Discussing about getting married is false, but instilling bed|first knowledge is true.

Regardless of whether Xu Bai needed it or not, the elders never tire of talking about it.

As for the golden gun, he has prepared several for his brothers, if it doesn't work, right, maybe it will be useful.

As a man, you can lose anywhere, but you can't lose with your wife.

Compared to Xu Bai who is helpless, lying at home is very boring.

Although the chest still hurts occasionally, it is actually not a problem, especially when Xu Bai is not at home, he has already tried to go to the ground, take a walk, maybe think about the details of being with Xu Bai in the place where the sun shines drop.

Or imagine that when Xu Bai saw him disobediently walking outside, he would have a cold face, but gently hugged himself into the bed and went to sleep.

Qingqian won't admit it, sometimes he deliberately finds an opportunity to get close to Xu Bai, if not, Xu Bai wouldn't even look at him.

After Xu Bai left today, Qingqian put on Xu Bai's coat and got up again.

Because there was plenty of sunshine today, and yesterday Xu Bai didn't have time to wash his clothes after taking a bath, since Qingqian felt that she was fine, she naturally wanted to do something for Xu Bai.

Slowly walked to the well, put the black robe and trousers in the wooden basin, and fetched water from the pulley at the mouth of the well. The cool well water was poured into the wooden basin with a "squeak", splashing the light trouser legs .

The soap locust is ready, after the clothes are wet with well water, apply the soap locust on the dirty place, and the soft and greasy foam will rise, although there are not many, but it wanders on the clear and slender fingertips.

After a while, a strand of long hair fell into the foam at the fingertips. Qingqian didn't have time to wash her hands, so she frantically stroked the long hair, but she didn't want the clothes in her hands to fall into the dirty water basin without obeying the command.

In a hurry, he wet his clothes instead.

When soap scum filled his light hair, he finally understood that whether he remembered the past or not, he didn't seem to be suitable for washing clothes.

Being not good at housework has added another trait that Xu Bai doesn't like.

Qingqian sighed slightly, and wanted to fetch water to wash away the dirty clothes, when suddenly, someone knocked on the door of the outer courtyard.

"Bang bang bang." Light but regular, not the man who came and went in a hurry like the third child, nor another neighbor.

"Who is it?" Qingqian walked in slowly, and wiped the wet palms on her waist casually.

Xu Bai said last night that today, the master who will come to the tailor shop will make the dress, or the Iceman who will teach marriage etiquette.

If people wait for a long time, they will only feel that Xu Bai has lost his manners.

"Ruyifang, Zhao Yunxun is here to visit Xu Bai. Boss Xu, please inform me."

A clean and gentle voice came from the outer door, but he regarded Qingqian as a servant who was ordered.

Qingqian is not angry, but he doesn't know where Ruyifang is, is it the name of a tailor's shop, or the signboard of the Iceman's House?

"He asked you to come?" Qingqian asked through the door, although Taiping Lane is peaceful and peaceful, but Xu Bai is not here, it is always bad to open the door carelessly.

But the other party was silent for a while without opening a mouth, but when he spoke, he laughed lightly.

"Hehe, yes, you are Qingqian. Boss Xu invited me to discuss something important. Please let me open the door first." Zhao Yunxun was silent because he suddenly remembered that there was another person in Xu Bai's family. Shallow, but the other party obviously became wary of him.

He came to see Xu Bai today, the man who could beat him at the gambling table, but he had no interest in his unmarried husband and wife.

Although Qingqian was vigilant, she still opened the door.

What caught my eye was a man in a fine attire, he was well dressed, his brows were handsome and elegant, and he was carrying a food box instead of cloth and ritual books.

Secretly sounded bad, just about to stop Qingqian, but was gently pushed away by Zhao Yunxun who was also examining him.

Step on the door and enter.

"You..." Qingqian who forcibly took over the food box chased into the house, Zhao Yunxun already displeased Qingqian just from his appearance, disgusted for no reason, and his impolite intrusion was even more annoying terribly upset.

Just about to throw the heavy food box on the ground, but looking at the equally luxurious workmanship and compelling aroma, Qingqian hesitated.

If this person is really Xu Bai's friend, I will drive him away...

Qingqian understands very well that in Xu Bai's heart, perhaps everything is more important than himself.

Seeing Xu Bai's absence, Zhao Yunxun's solemn attitude also became a bit frivolous.

He casually looked at Xu Bai's residence, which was simple and plain.

I don't know why, Xu Bai, a man who hides his secrets, is willing to live here.

However, the more this is the case, the more it means that there is an exciting story behind him.

This is also the No.1 man that Zhao Yunxun found interested in after he came to Lu Zhen.

"Won't you make a cup of tea for me? Boss Xu runs the biggest teahouse in the town." Zhao Yunxun sat normally, and ordered Qingqian unceremoniously.

Just as Qingqian doesn't like him, how can he see Qingqian.

The more handsome a boy is, the more annoying he is.

Could it be that Xu Bai likes this kind of weak "chicken"?

Looking at Qingqian's clumsy appearance of boiling water and making tea, Zhao Yunxun looked ridiculous.

Naturally, Xu Bai would not like it, because there is no clean atmosphere in this family.

If you are in love, how can you not see your lover's clothes, the bronze mirror in front of the dressing table, and the shoes and socks under the wooden bed.

There are only traces of Xu Bai in this home.

Black clothes and long gowns, cold bowls and chopsticks, and the spotless table is also empty.

This is a man of moderation.

If it wasn't for his cold nature or inner loneliness, he might be avoiding something.

Or, what are you still watching.

Zhao Yunxun really wants to get close to Xu Bai, a "simple" teahouse owner, so that he can at least add some fun to his boring life.

When Qingqian hurriedly made a cup of tea, Zhao Yunxun didn't want to stay here anymore.

If there is no Xu Bai, this is just a shabby room, Qingqian is just something Xu Bai picked up, as for getting married...

Looking at Qingqian's sweaty face, Zhao Yunxun smiled inexplicably.

"What's wrong? Is there something on my face?" Qingqian quickly wiped her face with her sleeve. Although she hates Zhao Yunxun, if she is Xu Bai's friend, she can hold back anything.

"No, I just think you have nothing to attract Xu Bai except for your face. Otherwise, the day before you get married, you come to Ruyifang, and I will ask the girl there to teach you some tricks? Xu Bai is also a man, so I can't keep him. Heart, it’s not bad to keep him.”

After Zhao Yunxun said this, he got up and left without looking at the cup of hot tea.

Only Qingqian who froze in place was left.

angry?perhaps.

sad?should.

Apart from his face, there is really nothing else that can attract Xu Bai.

He doesn't know how to cook, and even such a simple job as washing clothes is a mess.

If I were Xu Bai, I wouldn't like this kind of person.

But suddenly, Qingqian finally understood what Zhao Yunxun said just now...

He said, let himself go to Ruyifang to learn a few tricks, and then keep Xu Bai when they get married.

Qing Qian's cheeks flushed violently, she pinched her hands tightly, gritted her teeth and looked at the back of that guy Zhao Yunxun leaving.

Ruyifang is really not a good place!He actually wanted to make himself...

Hey, Qingqian doesn't know how to react at all, whether to be annoyed or to laugh, but the only thing that can be confirmed is that Zhao Yunxun's intentions are not right.

I don't know how Xu Bai knew this kind of person!

Could it be that it is a brothel?

Xu Bai knew him there, so who is he?

Qingqian's chest suddenly felt a slight pain, and he thought of the worst possible outcome.

If not, why would Zhao Yunxun despise himself so much?

Confused, Qingqian sat at the table feeling lost, holding the cup of tea that was supposed to be served to the guests in her palm.

I don't feel hot.