Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

After breakfast, the person was taken back to [Xiuchun Bieyuan] by Qinghe. After learning about this, Mrs. Chi held the cat and rolled her eyes: the daughter-in-law hasn't married yet, so the mother has to sit in the back row.

Sitting alone under the peach blossom tree, she was sulking, thinking for a while what happened to Ah Heng and Qinghe, and then wondering which of the two of them was going to 'fight'.

So obsessed with thinking about it, she didn't even notice that General Chi returned home from outside.

It is not the first time that Madam has been ignored.

Chi Yan felt aggrieved, and the tall man walked behind his wife with his hands tied and his feet tied: "What are you thinking?"

Madam Chi was taken aback by him, and said angrily, "I don't miss you anyway."

General Chi was even more wronged, he didn't want to quarrel with her, and asked, "Where is Ah Heng?"

Which pot he didn't open and which pot he lifted, Mrs. Chi rolled her eyes fiercely: "It was taken away."

As he spoke, he carried the cat back to the house, leaving the general at a loss: "Did it take it away? Who took it away?"

The little general who was 'taken away' by his fiancée was walking on Suzaku Street.

The spring breeze is ten miles, the spring is brilliant, Shengjing has outstanding people, and the environment is beautiful. Taking a deep breath of fresh air makes the whole person feel refreshed.

Abandoning those unspeakable twists and turns, she said: "Wanwan, do you still remember the delicious sour slice soup at Aunt Fat's house?"

"I remember. I heard that Fat Auntie's business has been doing well these years. Now she not only sells sour slice soup, but also makes haggis noodles, bean curd, and spicy soup. You used to like her sour slice soup very much. Once..."

"Once I ran out to eat and drink, and when I came back, I was so hungry that you couldn't sleep thinking about the bowl of sour soup that I didn't eat. The next day, I didn't give me a good look.

"In less than seven days, you don't know where to find a chef. The chef cooks a table full of delicious food in one go, all of which I love! You invite me here, let me watch you eat..."

Chi Heng snorted softly: "It was also that time that I learned your narrow-mindedness."

Qinghe annoyed her indifferently: "What narrow-mindedness, it's not that you deliberately recruited me. If you don't recruit me, how can I be greedy for a bowl of sour slice soup?"

The little general was quick to talk, if she wanted something, she would be able to boast about it.

A bowl of ordinary sour slice soup was described by her as a peerless delicacy that exists in the sky and only this family on the ground, which made everyone greedy come out, and then clapped her hands and swaggered away.

I still remember that at dawn, she ordered Liuqin to go out to buy the sour soup from Aunt Fatty's house.

She was greedy for sweets at that time, and she finished the bowl of soup purely thinking about A Chi, and finally she was full as expected.

"Let's taste it some other day and see if it's still the taste we remember." Chi Heng helped the child who was about to fall by the side of the road and smiled, "Don't you also like to eat her sliced ​​soup?"

"..."

Qinghe made a "hmm" sound, feeling unreal as if he was lifting a rock to shoot himself in the foot.

In the past few years, A Chi's taste has changed rapidly. He didn't like to eat sour things before, so why did he suddenly want to eat them today?

In order to coax her back then, she said that the sour slice soup was delicious, but it was too sour. Later, I learned that the sour slice soup from the fat aunt's house is usually eaten by pregnant women.

Seeing her agreeing, the corners of Chi Heng's lips rose, and he lamented that he was a clever little man who could do two things with one stone: "Let's go, let's go to [Bie Yuan] for a drink."

"..."

That's it.

Sour slice soup is just sour slice soup.

Qinghe's eyes widened and he laughed: It seems good to recall the past while eating?

It's just sour, I can bear it.

[Xiuchun Bieyuan. 】

Liuqin brought out two jars of peach blossom wine from the wine cellar.

The lady does not drink well and is weak, so it is clear at a glance who the huge wine cellar is for.

The little general loves drinking and is good at making wine, but people who can make wine are too lazy.

You can't say you're lazy, according to Miss, the little general has too much to learn, so he's naturally reluctant to waste his hard-earned leisure time on wine making.

When the wine seal was opened, Chi Heng said happily: "Good wine! It's mellow and soft, with a long-lasting aftertaste."

She is a person who really understands wine, and she can tell a lot of things when she smells it.

Qinghe took out a pair of lustrous white jade cups and filled them up for her personally: "This is the fine wine brewed by my aunt, and even if you have money, you can't buy it."

"Aunt?" Chi Heng suppressed his excitement and took the white jade cup: "Auntie's wine making skills are definitely nothing to say."

She couldn't bear to be bored, so she closed her eyes and sniffed the aroma of the wine lightly: "It's soft with flowers, clear with water, moderate in strength, simple in ingredients, but complicated in process."

"As long as you like it."

She opened her eyes: "Wanwan, don't you want to drink? This wine is suitable for a girl's house. It won't hurt your body, and it can also warm your stomach."

"I don't drink, I watch you drink."

She was indifferent to such a good wine, Chi Heng stopped persuading her, and focused on sighing that Wanwan treated her well, thinking of her first when there are good things.

After thinking about it, she is really an asshole compared to Wanwan. Wanwan promised her not to be tempted and not to fall in love with men, so she finally broke free and chose to get engaged to her, but as a woman, she also wanted to bully her——Wanwan is so miserable .

Chi Heng sipped the peach blossom wine: "Sister, this wine smells so good..."

"Drink slowly."

The little general hasn't been trapped by his mind for more than ten years, and this is the first time he doesn't want to wake up in the smell of wine.

Qinghe had a cup of clear tea by her hand, the smell of tea and alcohol lingered intertwined, she was not worried about A Chi getting drunk, she probably knew how much A Chi would drink.

She was afraid that she would be overwhelmed, so she always wanted to give her a chance to vent—it's okay to complain, she just listened.

"Wanwan..." Chi Heng lay on the wooden table like a big cat that had been beaten badly: "Wanwan, what kind of person am I in your eyes?"

"Hate evil like hatred, brave and fearless, affectionate and righteous, passionate and righteous."

The weight of each word is too heavy, the little general stared wide-eyed, he didn't expect him to be so good in her eyes, and her spirit sank for a moment: "It's not that good..."

"Yes. There is no need to be too harsh. We are all mortals. How can we be a saint?"

Qinghe imitated her and lay on the opposite side, with her chin resting on the back of her folded hands: "If you are a saint, I will be the one who feels ashamed."

Every word she uttered was exceptionally sweet, her tone was gentle, and her heart was sincere. Chi Heng drank a glass of wine and refilled it again. He opened his smiling eyes and said nothing, staring at her nominal fiancee in a daze.

"I'm not a saint."

I'm just a layman.

She smiled: "Even if it is a real 'saint', isn't it also a mortal body? A saint is a human being after all, and human beings inevitably have selfish desires and desires."

This remark is disrespectful to the emperor at a large level, but at a small level, it hides a secret that Chi Heng has never told the second person.

She wants to tell Wanwan that she is not a good person, she has selfishness because of her sex, and her childhood love for many years is about to turn sour and turn to another turning point, she wants to know her attitude.

I also want to find a reason to forgive myself.

She didn't dare to blink, and looked carefully at Miss Shen's calm eyes.

Qing He agreed: "So it's not easy to be an ordinary person."

Unknowingly, the little general drank three glasses of wine, always feeling that Wanwan was comforting her.

Doesn't she not know the bad thoughts I have towards her?Where is the relief?

Chi Heng picked up his wine glass and leaned closer to her: "Sister, come and have a drink too."

Kindness is hard to come by, knowing that she would not believe her 'innocence' if she didn't drink this glass of wine, Qinghe glanced at her, and drank the soft peach blossom wine with her hands.

"Is it good to drink?"

"nice drink."

She sat there quietly, she took a sip of strong wine before, and now she will have a glass of sake, Chi Heng is not in a hurry to make side comments, leaning on her chin to admire the beauty.

She was also a little drunk: "Sister..."

"Huh?" Qing He tried to stay awake, and slightly lifted his lips: "What's wrong?"

"Yesterday...did I scare my sister?"

"Some. You run as soon as you say, it's raining so hard outside, you don't even wear boots, what if you reveal your identity?"

What she said was completely different from what he thought, Chi Heng felt relieved, and thought contemptuously but fortunately: Fortunately, Wanwan didn't know.

Her heartstrings relaxed, and she smiled broadly.

During the period, I drank too much and ran out to the toilet once. After washing my hands, I came back and asked, "Did you eat the drunken chicken I bought yesterday?"

"You still talk about drunken chicken." Qing He Piaohu sighed, and stroked the handsome face of the little general.

If this face is longer, it may be more refined.

She couldn't stop rubbing her fingertips, making her feel itchy and afraid to move.

"Don't run around at all times in the future, or I won't be able to find you, and you won't taste anything if you eat."

Chi Heng was almost starved to death by her delicate and misty anger, how could it be like this?

If you do this, I can't help but do that!

She was secretly anxious, Qinghe simply let her worry, [-]% satisfied.

Her voice changed: "There is a girl named Chun Qi in your courtyard."

Spring habitat?

She blinked, and finally regained some sense: "Oh, yes."

"She's not good-looking. I'll change you some good-looking ones. I'm relieved to have them serve you."

Not good looking?Facing her smiling eyes, Chi Heng thought to himself: Chun Qi looks pretty good.

She felt the pressure inexplicably, and agreed aloud: "Yes, I also feel that she is not good-looking, and always wants to run to my bed. When I get back, I will tell my mother to change to a batch of honest, loyal and reliable ones, just, just Don't worry about it, sister."

"How can you say that you bother? It's a matter of duty."

There was a little tiredness at the end of Qinghe's eyes: "But it's the same for everyone, I won't argue with you."

Chi Heng seemed to have received an amnesty.

The sun shone through the window and made her head dizzy. Maybe she drank too much alcohol and didn't sleep well last night.

She was drowsy, Miss Shen supported her arm: "Go to bed and sleep."

Lying on the big bed full of cold fragrance, Chi Heng regained consciousness for a moment, knowing that he was sleeping in Wanwan's bed, but after persisting for a long time, he finally fell asleep in the fragrance of nostalgia.

In her sleep, Wanwan licked and kissed her lips affectionately, her body was dry and hot, she tore off her collar and fell into a dim sleep.

The little general's lips were moist, which fascinated Miss Shen's beautiful eyes.

The beautiful and scheming girl stood in front of the bed in a daze, her waist straightened slowly, her fingertips brushed her lips unconsciously, and after taking a last look, she turned around and walked out of the room without a sound.

People are under the eaves, the spring breeze is blowing on the face, and it also blows away the kiss that no one knows.

Letting the wind take away the heat from his face, after a long while, Qinghe took out the anti-alcohol pills he had prepared earlier from his sleeve pocket, and took it mixed with the warm water from Liuqin.

In many cases, beauty is more intoxicating than wine.

……

In the boudoir, Chi Heng slept soundly with the brocade quilt in his arms.

This sleep, unexpectedly spent the night in [Xiuchun Bieyuan].

This was the first time she stayed overnight, drank two jars of peach blossom wine, and set a precedent in a daze.

The Mansion of the Great General of Zhu Kingdom.

Knowing that his daughter was staying in another garden tonight and would not come back, Chi Yan waved his hand, expressing his understanding with a calm face, as if it was not an important matter.

When Liuqin, who reported the letter, walked away, he looked shocked: "Ma'am, Ah Heng, don't be really lustful..."

"What are you talking about?" Mrs. Chi was not happy: "What do you mean by 'sex and lust'? The girl from the Shen family doesn't necessarily care about us, A Chi..."

"Not sure what?"

She had a headache: "It's not necessarily that I don't have lust."

Once this precedent is set, what's the point?Her good friend, Ah Heng, wondered where is Qinghe's opponent?

Don’t even know if you’re at a disadvantage!

The more she thought about it, the more she thought that was the case.

Although General Chi didn't understand, he was greatly shocked: Qinghe, do you have lust for Ah Heng? ?

Across the wall, when he learned that Chi Heng was staying in another garden, General Shen crushed a jade plaque in his palm.

"Forget it, let her go." Life must be full of joy.

"Take care of people and don't go on business again."

"Yes, General."

"What about the woman? Did she reveal any flaws?"

"I was locked up in the backyard of Xie's house. When I recovered, it was said that I was crazy."

Crazy?

That woman Xie Zhezhi would drive her crazy if she closed it just once, he wrote it backwards.

Shen Yanen snorted coldly: "Watch closely."

"Yes! General!"

……

With the bright moon in the sky, Chi Heng slept soundly, opened her eyes and the lights in the room were like beans, she slept warmly under the brocade quilt, her bones were soft.

"Are you awake?" Qing He said softly.

After waking up, she saw that the little general was in a good mood, with sleepy eyes remaining in her eyes: "Sister, what time is it?"

There was a smile on Miss Shen's lips: "It's late at night, you will rest here tonight, no matter when?"

When she smiled, Chi Heng lost his sleepiness, feeling like a cat scratching his heart.

Please don't laugh like that anymore, let's be good, let's try to maintain the spoiled childhood love!