Picking Up a General to Plow the Fields Chapter 1819: Tuning 26

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He nodded lazily and said: "Master is hungry, go get some food!"

Shuangni's eyes are shining, and stars are almost appearing in the eyes, and the action of wearing clothes is so happy that the action of wearing clothes is several times faster, and his eyebrows are open and he nodded: "Okay, please! Su Ye, wait, the slave family will tell you Go, blanch another pot of good wine! By the way, what would Su Ye want to eat?"

Su Jinghe twitched the corners of her mouth tauntingly. If it were that nasty woman, she would never let herself drink anymore, she would only make people sober up. And what she likes to eat, without asking, she also knows.

In fact, he was a little wondering how long she had been married in, she remembered his preferences so clearly.

"Whatever! Pick up the good ones!" Su Jinghe replied lazily, annoyed that he was not able to live up to it: Why did you miss that nasty woman again!

Fang Qing saw that it was dark and Su Jinghe hadn't come back, so he ordered people to go to Meixianglou to find out. When he learned that he was still there, he didn't let anyone disturb him, let alone call him back. It's just that the heart is not happy: this man is really hopeless!

Woke up the next day, Su Jing and the side knocked to see if anyone at home came to look for them.

He forgot, who are these people in Meixiang Building? Qiuniang, the old bustard is not stupid, how could she tell the truth to him?

The answer he got was of course: no one has come to him!

Su Jinghe felt sour for a while, and a little bit cold, a little bit frustrated!

I laughed at myself, in the heart of that wicked woman, he really didn't have any weight at all!

He stayed here all day and night, and she didn't even send someone to ask!

Su Jinghe angrily thought: What is the use of marrying this daughter-in-law?

In a anger, he simply stayed in Meixianglou for one day and one night before returning to the house.

When he returned to the mansion, it was the morning of the third day. As soon as he entered the room, his gaze rolled around unconsciously, looking for the familiar figure.

Shuang Ling and Shuang Xiu feel a little tingling on their scalp.

In other words, the young master is not the first time to go to a place like Meixianglou, but no matter which time he comes back, he is not comparable to this moment.

How do you say it? When he came back from there before, even if it wasn't refreshing and vigorous, he was leisurely and relaxed. Unlike this time, it was simply - it was bitter and deep hatred!

Where is it like being happy? Obviously suffer!

"Young Master," Shuang Ling couldn't help it, biting her scalp and whispered: "Madam, she is not in the house, she went to the business after breakfast..."

"Get out!" Su Jinghe suddenly remembered the incident, and couldn't help but become angry. He glared at Shuang Ling and shouted: "The dead girl talks too much! Who said Xiaoye was looking for her? Where did she fall in love and where did she fall in love!"

Said angrily and entered the wing.

Shuang Ling and Shuang Xiu looked at each other.

Su Jinghe had been dead for two days in Zuishengmeng at Meixianglou, his head still dizzy. After lying down for most of the day, he woke up after seeing the sun to the west, barely awake.

Instructed Shuang Ling and Shuang Xiu to cook sober soup and prepare hot water for bathing. After that, they went to the study.

After Fang Qing came back, the two girls finally found the backbone, and one of them was busy talking about the day's things.

Fang Qing felt a little relieved after hearing this, her face was not so ugly, but she sneered nonchalantly: "He still knows to come back! How can he not die in that Meixiang building!"

Shuang Ling and Shuang Xiu were taken aback. Hearing that they were wrong, they didn't dare to talk. They hurriedly told the little girl to serve the young lady with hot water to clean her hands and clean the noodles.

It’s not a lot of time for dinner, before Shuangling and Shuangxiu are entangled whether to ask the young master to come back, Fang Qing said: "Put the crucian tofu soup, braised fish head with sour bamboo shoots, and stir-fry. Send him the pea sprouts, the spiced spiced head cabbage and the diced fungus and ham to his study!"

Shuang Ling and Shuang Xiu hurriedly agreed to go.

Poor two girls, sandwiched between the two masters, haven't been worried for the past two days!

Su Jinghe didn’t want to eat at first, and had no appetite. At first glance, the sour and spicy, the tofu soup was pure white and the pea sprouts were refreshing, but he had a bit of appetite, so he could not help but drank half a bowl of soup and a few dishes. I also ate a lot, a dish of fried pea sprouts had a bottom.

The stomach is very comfortable.

It suddenly occurred to me that these dishes were naturally prepared by the nasty woman, and the two girls would not be so careful!

Thinking about this, my heart warmed up for no reason, the woman still thinks about her two points, right?

Su Jinghe hesitated: Do you want to go back to the room?

Subconsciously, I want to go back, but my subconsciousness also prevents him from going back-going back is tantamount to being softened, so why should he go back!

This tangled hesitation passed all night.

It wasn't until late at night that Su Jinghe became confident: Isn't she marrying her husband? Besides, it wasn't her yard or room alone, so why didn't he dare to go back?

No, why should he "dare"!

Su Jinghe was very annoyed at the word "Don't dare" that came out of his heart, which was headless, inexplicable, and unreasonable.

I immediately became courageous, as if the wind was blowing under my feet, he drove straight to the yard.

"Master..." Before Shuang Ling and Shuang Xiu could finish a sentence, Su Jinghe rushed into the room.

The two people were dumbfounded and looked at each other.

Master, what's wrong? Even if I come back, I won’t make such an expression...

It was late at night. Fang Qing had been tired for a day in the business. She was already sleepy. By this time she had fallen asleep. There was only one corner of the floor lamp in the house. A matching apricot gauze was covered, and the light in the room was dim and hazy.

Su Jinghe rushed in with a courage, and the warmth and quietness of the room made his heart relaxed in an instant: it's better to be at his own home!

Su Jinghe has never felt this way before, with a sense of solidity from the heart.

He lightly stepped forward, lifted the gauze tent and looked inside. Fang Qing was asleep in the apricot red silk quilt. Fang Qing had fallen asleep, his expression was calm, his breathing was even and shallow, his eyebrows and facial features were small and beautiful, with diamond lips. Squeeze it slightly, the petals are generally attractive.

The beautiful hair of black oil is lying on the embroidered pillow of Yuanyang and Honglian, adding a bit of laziness.

Su Jing rolled his throat twice, his eyes suddenly deepened, this is his wife, isn't it?

He wants her! A very strong feeling told him that he wanted her immediately! Only when the body fits together, and only by holding her tightly in his arms, will his heart feel at ease and he will feel that she is still alive in his life.

Su Jinghe untied his robe and put it on the bed, and immediately covered Fang Qing's body. He lowered his head and was about to kiss, and met a pair of bright black eyes.

Fang Qing woke up and looked at him without blinking.