The little lady of the Hou's Mansion who traveled through time

After nightfall, Song Sijun boiled a pot of ginger water for Shen Yinghan to soak his feet.

Although Shen Yinghan's health is better now, his hands and feet are still cold in cold weather, soaking his feet in ginger water can somewhat warm his feet.

Shen Yinghan sat on the bed and soaked his feet obediently. Song Sijun felt that he was bored watching from the sidelines, so he pulled up a chair and sat opposite Shen Yinghan, flicked off his shoes, and soaked with Shen Yinghan.

"Hey! It's comfortable!" Song Sijun sighed, and then sat lazily on the chair.

Seeing this, Shen Yinghan's eyes were full of smiles.

Song Sijun tilted his head, glanced at the feet of the two of them, then got playful, stepped on Shen Yinghan's feet on purpose, and said, "Young man, are your feet quite white?"

Shen Yinghan was a little helpless, letting the opponent's feet move around in the water.

After a while, the water became cold. After wiping his feet, Song Sijun said to Shen Yinghan, "Stretch your feet over here."

Shen Yinghan hesitated for a moment, feeling that it was a little impolite to use Song Sijun in such a way, but he also felt that this way of getting along was inexplicably intimate.

Seeing that Shen Yinghan didn't move, Song Sijun urged: "Why are you still dawdling when you wipe your feet, hurry up."

Being urged by him like this, Shen Yinghan lifted his foot.

After Song Sijun wiped off the water casually, he still did not forget to tease, "Your feet look good, I am very satisfied with your husband."

Now, Shen Yinghan blushed again at Song Sijun's shameless words.

Seeing that Shen Yinghan was shy again, Song Sijun smiled even more proudly, and happily poured the footwashing water.

After watching Song Sijun leave with a proud face, Shen Yinghan sat on the bed, frowning and meditating.

He felt that he couldn't always be molested by Song Sijun.

After a while, Song Sijun came back and saw that Shen Yinghan was already lying down, so he blew on the lights outside, leaving only one night light for lighting, and climbed into bed.

As soon as Song Sijun got into bed, Shen Yinghan opened his eyes and asked seriously, "Did you peek at my book?"

When he asked suddenly, Song Sijun was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that he immediately pretended to be stupid and said, "What book?"

Shen Yinghan didn't answer, pointing to his head with one hand, and put the other hand on Song Sijun's chest, moving his index finger down along Song Sijun's chest.

Song Sijun immediately grabbed the opponent's hand and said, "Calm down, I'm still a child."

Shen Yinghan raised his eyebrows, "A child in his 30s?"

"My body is still a child."

Shen Yinghan turned sideways, then grabbed Song Sijun's hand with his backhand, put it on his waist, and whispered in Song Sijun's ear, "I'm not a child, does Madam have any ideas?"

Touching Shen Yinghan's slender waist, Song Sijun was very thoughtful.

After touching it twice, Song Sijun's hand was like a loach. Taking advantage of the situation, he lifted up the other person's jacket, got into Shen Yinghan's clothes and began to wipe the oil.

For those who don't like it, Liu Xiahui is not a big problem, but for those who like it, Song Sijun understands why the words love and desire always appear at the same time.

When you like someone, you just want to contact them uncontrollably, and want to do something unsuitable for children.

What's more, although Shen Yinghan is thin, he has a small waist and a lot of buttocks.

Song Sijun turned over, pressed Shen Yinghan under him, and said, "I don't want to be a child now, I want to be a mature man in his 30s."

Shen Yinghan frowned slightly, and reached out to push Song Sijun, "Have you peeked at my book?"

Song Sijun grabbed the other's wrist and pressed it against the head of the bed, "I admit that I saw it."

"Does it look good?" Shen Yinghan asked Song Sijun calmly, which made the thick-skinned Song Sijun a little embarrassed.

Song Sijun nodded bravely and said, "It's okay."

Shen Yinghan smiled softly, "I still have a few more books, Madam, would you like to read them?" While Song Sijun was in a daze, Shen Yinghan pulled his hand out and stroked Song Sijun's face.

Song Sijun's face was burning hot, and when he touched Shen Yinghan's cold hand, he inexplicably coveted the temperature of the other's hand, rubbed it twice like a cat, then looked at Shen Yinghan and said, "I'll see that later, I want to see it now." Let's try the contents of today's book with you." After speaking, he sat on Shen Yinghan's body and stretched out his hand to untie Shen Yinghan's pajamas.

In the night, Shen Yinghan's pale skin glowed white, and when he reached out to touch it, it was unexpectedly smooth and tender.

Song Sijun wiped the non-existent saliva from the corner of his mouth, thinking that he was worthy of being a pampered noble son, who took off his clothes like a tender tofu.

Half undressed, he went to the bed, full of abstinence.

Song Sijun couldn't help wanting to get wild and do some adult things.

Song Sijun said: "You just lie down and enjoy it, and my husband will do the physical work." While speaking, his hand touched down dishonestly.

Shen Yinghan grabbed his hand at this moment, and said solemnly: "I'm afraid it won't work."

Song Sijun looked at him.

Shen Yinghan teased, "You're still a child." After he finished speaking, he pressed Song Sijun next to him to lie down again, then sat up, and put on the clothes that Song Sijun had half stripped off.

Song Sijun lay on the side, looked at Shen Yinghan's back, bit the pillow bitterly, and said, "When I become an adult, I will be the top one."

"Yes." Shen Yinghan replied in a flat tone.

Seeing how straightforward he was, Song Sijun added, "I'm talking about the top, not the posture."

Shen Yinghan turned to look at him and said, "It seems that you read that book in detail."

Song Sijun pursed his lips, with a look of disdain, "I just took a look at your broken book, our book is more interesting than your book."

Shen Yinghan put on his clothes, lay down next to Song Sijun again, and asked, "What does that look like?"

"Active."

"?" This is somewhat beyond the cognition of Shen Yinghan, an ancient person.He frowned and asked, "Live erotic palace?"

"Almost..." In a sense, watching movies is indeed equivalent to living.

This answer shocked Shen Yinghan, "You guys are so absurd?"

"It's not what you think." Song Sijun thought for a while, "We also have morals. Only adults can read it, but it's also secretly read. By the way, where did you get your little yellow book?"

Almost forgot to ask about this.

Shen Yinghan replied: "Master gave it."

Song Sijun was surprised at first, but then he felt reasonable.

It's not surprising that someone like Lin Changxu would do such a thing.

But Song Sijun wondered why he suddenly gave Shen Yinghan these things, he couldn't be a good friend to share study materials, right?

Song Sijun asked, "Why did Lin Changxu give you these?"

Shen Yinghan replied solemnly: "Before you told me about giving birth to a child, I was really curious, so I asked Master how to give birth to a child, and then he gave me these books. He told me to do all the things in the book again, and then I will give birth to a child." I can have a baby."

Song Sijun covered his face, "Can you stop saying these things so innocently?" It made him feel that both he and Lin Changxu were wretched.

Shen Yinghan stretched out his hand, pulled Song Sijun's hand covering his face, looked at him and said, "After you, shall we try?"

Song Sijun: ...

It is not impossible.

However, Shen Yinghan said this kind of thing seriously, which really made Song Sijun feel a little guilty.

Song Sijun covered his head with the quilt and said, "Sleep, sleep..."

If he didn't sleep anymore, he wanted to dig a hole to bury himself and Shen Yinghan.

After the eldest princess left, the management of the backyard fell on Song Sijun.

It was the first time Song Sijun came into contact with these things, and he was a little flustered for a while.

Fortunately, the eldest princess left two maids to assist him, so he got started with a lot of hope.

After getting in touch, Song Sijun realized that so many things went into the operation of this big mansion.

Determining the consumption in each mansion every month, disciplining the servants, handling the relationship between each mansion, and the annual profit and loss of the property under the name are all the main concerns of the head mother.

Most of the things can follow the previous regulations, the only thing that needs to be decided by Song Sijun is how to arrange Shen Huaqing's courtyard.

Now that Shen Huaqing is gone, the servants in his yard have to be rescheduled.And the burned-out study is still a mess.

Song Sijun thought about it, and felt that it was about Shen Huaqing, so he still wanted to ask Shen Yinghan for his opinion.

But this morning Shen Yinghan was declared into the palace by the emperor.

Before leaving, Song Sijun teased him about not going to work with his salary, and was finally interviewed by his boss.

Jokes on the lips, but worries in the heart.

To Shen Yinghan, the current imperial palace is like a dragon's pond and a tiger's den.

While Song Sijun was waiting for Shen Yinghan at home, he also received a letter from Huo Xicheng.

By the way, I took it apart and looked at it.In addition to the homework sent by Shen Yinghan's three juniors all the way, there is also a letter to him.

The letter was written to him by Zhen Fangshu, mainly telling him that the railway between Horsey City and Lone West had been completed and put into use.

Hearing the news, Song Sijun was also happy and had a sense of accomplishment.

I only hope that this matter can go smoothly, so that the train can lead to various places in the future.

In order to avoid taking a carriage every time, the bumps make people lose their souls.

As for the children, Pillow Fangshu also reported that they were safe, saying that the two children were all well there, and told Song Sijun and the others not to worry.

Seeing the good news, Song Sijun's mood improved a lot. He found some herbs and sat in the yard to grind them.

At noon, Shen Yinghan finally came back with a gloomy face.

The two have been together for so long, Song Sijun rarely sees Shen Yinghan like this, and immediately guesses that the other party has encountered something very angry and unbearable.

After the screen retreated, Song Sijun closed the doors and windows before asking: "Did the emperor make things difficult for you?"

Shen Yinghan shook his head, and then said to Song Sijun, "Go out for a while."

Song Sijun looked at Shen Yinghan in bewilderment, and after giving him a suffocated look, he walked out of the room obediently and closed the door behind him.

Soon after Song Sijun came out, there was the sound of smashing things in the house, followed by a series of broken porcelain.

It was thunder pong, Song Sijun heard that he had smashed a lot of treasures.

Song Sijun sighed, thinking that luckily his family was rich enough, otherwise he wouldn't be so distressed.

After Shen Yinghan vented, he gradually calmed down.

Author Gossip: Small Theater:

Song Sijun: It was agreed that I would teach you myself when I was eighteen, how could you steal it?

Shen Yinghan: How to teach it yourself?

Song Sijun: *......*&%()*)()