Girl Shen's strategy for chasing his wife

In Minglang Courtyard, two brothers, Chi Ying and Chi Ai, were exercising kung fu in the courtyard, fighting with bare hands.

The two of them got along very well in the military camp. The soldiers liked to call the two sons of the Chi family brothers and sisters. They are not needed at the frontier right now. When they really come to the battlefield, they will accumulate military merits and have a relationship with the generals of the various families. The relationship between life and death is the day when they are in the first place.

Compared with them, Chi Heng's fourth-rank 'walking in the palace' can be described as boring and aggrieved. Fortunately, she didn't waste her days because of her 'walking' job.

As soon as she arrived, the discerning maidservant in Minglang Court lifted a chair and prepared melons, fruits and snacks to entertain the third young master.

Chi Heng crossed his legs and watched the two elder brothers come and go, licking sunflower seeds in his mouth, and spitting melon shells in a small plate the size of a palm. Without looking up and listening to the wind, he could tell that the elder brother's punches were getting stronger and stronger, and the second brother's agility .

After less than forty rounds, Chi Ai was defeated and convinced.

"Okay!" Chi Heng clapped his hands and laughed loudly: "Brother is brave!"

After receiving the handkerchief from the servant, Chi Ying and Chi Ai wiped off the sweat on his brow. Chi Ying was brave, Chi Ai was elegant, and Chi Heng had both civil and military temperament. Because of his youthful vigor, his eyebrows and eyes were always charming and lively, like seeing the sun behind the clouds , more delicate than men, especially brighter than those noble girls of the family.

The younger brother looks like a man and a woman, but fortunately he was engaged early and did not become romantic. Mr. Chi threw his handkerchief, big horse and golden sword and sat on the wicker chair, feeling very surprised by her arrival: "Why are you willing to find us today?" Here? I have no conscience, your second brother and I are in the military camp, we have never seen you come to visit, and we managed to come back a few times during the period, and we couldn't find you."

Hearing that the second son, Chi Ai, felt even more aggrieved, thinking that he loves the third younger brother all the time, but the third younger brother is full of eyes for the girl, and he has not married yet. Jealous, he's going to be jealous!

Chi Heng rubbed his hands and slapped his thigh: "Go forward rashly, isn't it because you are afraid of embarrassing your brothers!"

Chi Ying's expression changed: "Who are you ashamed of? Who is ashamed?" He asked Chi Ai: "Do you think our third brother is ashamed?"

Chi Ai didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "How can this work? Ah Heng is a jade that shines wherever he goes. Once Ah Heng comes, no, the sky above Minglang Courtyard is much clearer."

He is a Confucian general, he spends all day in the army, and he is more tactful with his words. Everyone likes to listen to what he says, let alone praise his younger brother. The big man is serious and puts honey on his mouth. The elder brother coaxed his eyebrows to smile, and blinked embarrassedly: "Oh, oh, it's over, it's over."

She covered her face symbolically like a cat, and Minglang Courtyard laughed.

The three brothers have a close relationship, and Chi Yingchi Ai, who can't be caught normally, sent to the door by himself, wishing to have a few more words with her.

The three of them sat in the courtyard rejuvenated by the cold wind, and Chi Heng threw away the sunflower seeds he was holding in his palm, two red clouds floated on his pretty face, and he cleared his throat seriously: "I'm here because I need advice from my elder brother and second brother. "

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Chi Heng sat upright, his eyes crushed: "Heqing and sister's confession."

"..."

Chi Ying was moved by his younger brother's trust in him, but he couldn't handle the confession with the girl's family by himself, so how could he have the cheek to offer a good plan for the younger brother at home?

If there is such a good strategy, Miss Li would have become his wife long ago, so why bother with her age, and she is still an older bachelor at 25 or six.

Chi Heng's words baffled the heroic and straightforward young master Chi, as for the second young master Chi...

Chi Ai rubbed his chin, and took out a pocket folding fan from his pocket. The fan unfolded, and General Chi waited with great expectation for him to give him a gift of good words. Unexpectedly, he acted like a master, and the second son of Chi sighed quietly: "It's not very good. Understand."

If he understands, his children have been born, why can't he even take down a beloved girl?

Of the three sons of the Chi family, only the youngest son's marriage is a certainty. Although the other two sons are pursued by the noble daughters of the aristocratic family, the most eager one, the "good heart" and "flower on the branch", took a lot of effort to pick it off. Demei was shirtless and had a hearty fight with someone.

The two young masters swallowed the pain of not being able to get what they wanted, looked eagerly at the third younger brother who was the girl's favorite, and said in unison: "Why don't Ah Heng come and offer advice on elder brother's marriage?"

True brothers, neat and tidy, also can't chase after their daughter-in-law, and they must be accurate in what they say.

Chi Heng was so excited that she was expecting more people and more ideas, but she didn't get the idea. Facing the eagerly looking eyes of the two brothers, her scalp was numb, and her mouth opened slightly: "Huh?"

……

Walking out of [Minglang Courtyard] an hour later, Little General Chi had nothing to love but drooped his shoulders, and sighed slowly.

Her ears were severely damaged, her mind was buzzing and she was listless: it was really hopeless, why couldn't she come to Shengjing's famous older bachelor to discuss the way of confession?

Squeezing a lot of 'wonderful ideas' from her, Chi Yingchi took a beautiful bath and prepared to act according to the plan tomorrow.

Not to mention the ironic jokes that Chi Ying and Chi Ai made to please his sweetheart afterwards, these days Chi Heng has something on his mind, and whenever he gets a chance, he can't help staring at his fiancée in a daze, his eyes are obsessed, dull, like a cute The stupid goose.

Since that day, Qinghe's heart knot was untied, and he didn't need to worry about three meals a day, but his illness was difficult to support, and he was ill for half a month and rested crookedly in another garden, staying at home.

On a holiday, General Chi came to the door wearing a snow fur coat and holding a pot specially made by a craftsman.

The wind was mixed with the fragrance of plum blossoms, and she hurried all the way to the main courtyard, holding the pot and entering the door: "Wanwan!"

Miss Shen leaned on the beauty's couch and raised her eyelids languidly when she heard the sound, her pupils cut water, glistening like ripples in spring water, her waist softened as soft as boneless, and she bent out a seductive figure, seemingly awake but not awake, with exquisite curves.

Chi Heng's blood rushed straight to Tianling Gai, his mouth was dry, and he couldn't help slowing down: "Sister?"

"coming?"

"Yeah." Little General Chi held the pot in his arms, very well-behaved.

The little face is rosy, no matter how cold the weather is, she looks warm, Qinghe spends her time admiring her beautiful face like the morning glow reflecting the snow, her bones are lazy, too lazy to move, she hugs the cat and closes her eyes again: "What are you doing in a daze? sit."

She patted the beauty's couch by her side, Chi Heng moved over in a trance, smelling the cold fragrance at the tip of her nose, her throat seemed to be poured into a jar of burning knives, it took her a while to remember the purpose of her trip, and she tilted her head and saw the beauty fainted drowsy.

Cold white slender fingers, delicate and beautiful lips, slender eyelashes covering the eyes like crow feathers, sharp chin, and unhealthy white complexion.

"Did sister not sleep well last night?"

Qing He regarded her as an outsider, and turned over to find a position that would make it easier to sleep peacefully. The cat was placed on her lower abdomen, and she let out a weary "hmm", the voice was drawn out, echoing in Chi Heng's ears.

Not far away, there was a kylin beast stove on the table, burning incense for calming the nerves. Chi Heng didn't want to disturb her, so he put down the precious pot that he had been holding in his arms, and turned around and gently fetched a brocade quilt for her to cover her body. She went out and whispered to Qin Se to prepare all kinds of ingredients.

Fearing that they might not do it carefully the first time, she took out a page of recipes in her sleeve pocket, and after getting the recipes, Liuqin went to recruit people to get busy.

Standing under the eaves, Chi Heng patted his flushed cheeks, but he didn't dare to step into the door.

For many years, Qingmei has gotten used to her thoughts about Wanwan from time to time, but she wants to pull people into a gentle land, and it is different from the private dreams. After seeing the clarity of her heart, her knowledge has greatly increased. Have fun, even more fun if you are not proud!

She wants to be gentle and wan, to taste the true, pure, and deathly joy in this world, to taste the secret stimulation of spoiled childhood love.Make her happy and make yourself happy.

And the premise of this happiness is that Wanwan likes it.

If Wanwan doesn't like it, she has to cleanse her soul and rein in the precipice, just obediently guard her, protect her, and stop going down the road of lust.

With this in mind, Chi Heng no longer flinched.

Whether you should do it or not is definitely not a general's style!

Qinghe's small days came suddenly last night, and she didn't rest until most of the night after the colic in her lower abdomen. Now the inner room is like spring, she sleeps drowsily, and cold sweat drips from her forehead.

Chi Heng stayed with her obediently, and listened to her low-pitched moaning, and looked closely at her nervously for a long while, his eyes lingering on that pale little face.

Rolling her eyes thoughtfully: Wanwan is like this, is it menstruation?

She circulated the pure yang qi in her body, rubbing her palms to warm her eyes, looking at the motionless curtain, blushing, and touched her hands into the quilt.

The sleepy cat was brought out, and Chi Heng finished the task with trepidation. He put his hands on the woman's fragile and flat abdomen, with the palms firmly pressed together. Suddenly, a cat meowed, and the little general's hair stood on end in shock.

Just when Qinghe was disturbed from the labor pains, his eyes opened dimly, and Chi Heng's hand was still attached to her lower abdomen. Looking at Shang Wanwan's beautiful eyes in this situation, he felt inexplicably wretched, ah, extremely wretched.

She opened her mouth: "I didn't—"

What is she trying to say?

Chi Heng's mind froze: Does it mean that I didn't take advantage of others' danger, and I was helping you, or that I am not a disciple, if I play hooligans with you, I will come here in a fair and honest way!

Her mind was in a mess, and she was in a mess.

Seeing that the hand that was about to be withdrawn from there was held down, Qing He glanced at her and closed his eyelids: "Knead."

It's not like talking, with a domineering invitation.

The upright and rogue General Chi was sweating in his palms, half kneeling on the beauty couch to relieve his fiancee's pain.

Dizzy, she didn't know what tonight or what, but the soft and thin touch under her palms constantly stimulated the tense strings in her brain, so tight that her forearms didn't feel sore.

The temperature in the room was high, and a drop of sweat slid down Chi Heng's chin. Qing He opened his eyes and looked at it full of nostalgia at some point, but Chi Heng was dragged into a no-man's land by the beauty, Liuqin opened the curtain and entered, and the words came out of his mouth Seeing what was going on inside, he immediately blushed and withdrew out!

OMG!

She opened her mouth, but no sound came out of her throat.

OMG! !

Qinghe snorted, his eyes wavered slightly, and he smiled softly.

Chi Heng's ears burned, but he didn't take back his hand, and said in a hoarse voice, "Is it better?"

"much better."

"Well, sister Liuqin, she..."

"Don't care about her."

She said "don't care", Chi Heng has always listened to her, her mind is more open-minded, thinking about being misunderstood, it's okay, she is still half-kneeling on the couch, her pretty face moves slightly, the hot sweat hanging from the tip of her chin drips down, I didn't enter the Qing Dynasty and the brocade quilt with fish playing in the water.

"So hot?" Qing He teased with curved lips.

"It's a little hot." She reluctantly rubbed Miss Shen's lower abdomen again.

Qing He's eyes gradually darkened, and his lips slightly raised: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"It really doesn't hurt anymore?" Chi Heng's hands seemed to have their own thoughts, and she still didn't want to get out of the bed. She couldn't control her hands, and smiled mischievously on her face, pretending to be lost in thought.

She is so cheeky to take advantage of it, Qinghe feels that it is really fresh, and she is not to blame for her greed. She saw the drop of sweat hanging on the tip of A Chi's chin, and wanted to lick it away for her. With sex and sex, who is not mediocre? ?

Her body was so warm that it was about to melt, with anger at the end of her eyes: "Help me up."

Chi Heng didn't dare to pretend to be confused anymore, and put one knee on the beauty's couch to help her sit up.

The brocade quilt slipped off, and Little General Chi glanced at it, but saw that the dress on Wanwan's lower abdomen was crumpled by her, it was wrinkled badly, her face was flushed, and her hands felt tingly and numb.

"Call Liuqin to come in. I have to go to [Yunchi] for a dip."

Chi Heng shouted for someone to come in, Liuqin bowed her head and lowered her eyebrows to help her daughter go to the backyard [Yunchi] to take a bath.

"Stay here and don't run around."

Qing He exhorts worriedly.

The little general nodded happily: "Wanwan, I got an excellent recipe from Master Uncle, which is good for your health, and we can eat it when you come back."

"Okay." Qinghe's last glance fell on the pot where the mandarin ducks were crossing their necks, and thought: No wonder she is so precious, but she is hiding her thoughts!

Seeing that she noticed the special 'Mandarin Duck Pot', Chi Heng hurriedly said: "Wanwan, how about this pot?"

Miss Shen deliberately didn't look at her, and chuckled lightly: "Is that a teal?"

What teal, it's a mandarin duck!

Chi Heng was so blushed with choking that her neck was thick, the blueprint for this pot was drawn by her staying up at her desk late at night!I have been drawing for a long time!

When she remembered to defend herself, she only had time to see the slender back of her fiancée Miaoman.

She fell down on the beauty's couch in frustration, unable to express her feelings, and tore off the brocade quilt to cover her face—wasn't Wanwan so smart, she didn't see her hint?