Top Ten Good Mothers in Quick Transmigration Chapter 794: : Weak mother of a spoiled child (25)

The current him, whose status has dropped again and again, is no longer the same as before.

The tiger cub shed tears of grief and indignation in his heart.

Angrily picked up a rib and stuffed it into his mouth to cover up the sadness in his heart.

Well, ribs are actually quite delicious too.

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After eating, Wei Yao plunged into the study to read.

Although there are not many rooms in the old house of the Wei family, Mrs. Wei also reserved a study for Wei Yao.

The brick and tile house that Yin Yin asked to build was relatively large and had many rooms. Considering that Wei Yao and two children needed a place to study, a study room was also set up.

Yin Yin passed the study and saw Wei Yao through the window.

The young man stands with his hands behind his back, holding a book in his left hand, flipping through it with downcast eyes, his eyelashes are very long, and the slender eyelashes cast a silhouette under the eyelids.

From Yin Yin's point of view, he can only see his side face. Even so, it is hard to stop the young man's demeanor as clear as jade and as elegant as green bamboo.

He watched very intently, even if there were occasional other sounds around him, he was not affected.

I have to say that young people who read books seriously do have an attractive temperament.

So quiet and quiet, he was more pleasing to the eye than the one who said that only women and villains are difficult to raise.

Yin Yin looked at it for a while, then turned and went back to the room to embroider the screen.

In the study room, someone read that page again. The reason was that he was distracted before and didn't read it at all. If he looked carefully, his fair cheeks were still tinged with a thin blush.

He sighed slightly: Sure enough, Yinniang still misses him, that's why she peeked at him.

But even so, he will not forgive easily.

However, don't return that box of rouge tomorrow, let's see Yin's performance.

It's also fortunate that Yin Yin didn't know what Wei Yao was thinking, otherwise he would have given him a stick, and this Wei Yao was just a stick.

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In the evening, Yin Yin boiled water and prepared to take a bath.

In ancient villages, people didn't often bathe, let alone boil water for bathing, especially men were rough, and sometimes they were so dirty that they just jumped into the stream and passed the water.

The original owner only took a bath every two or three days.

But she couldn't stand Yin Yin.

So I boiled water and took a bath every day.

Yin Yin poured the boiled water into the big bathtub, closed the door, took off his clothes and began to take a bath.

In the study room, Wei Yao noticed that it was getting late outside the window, and Wei Yao slowly closed the book. Ruyu pinched her eyebrows with her fingertips. After reading the book all afternoon, her eyes were a little sore.

Wei Yao put the book away and went to his and his wife's house.

As soon as I got to the door, I saw that the door was closed.

Why is it closed?

Wei Yao was a little puzzled, but he didn't think too much, and pushed in casually.

Then, he saw a hazy and slender figure reflected in the hot air in the tub that hadn't dissipated like white mist.

The man's back was facing him, his clothes were half-faded, revealing a smooth back and round and delicate shoulders. His long black hair was scattered, which made his back beautiful and fair, and his skin like cream.

Under the clothes, the woman's waist is slender, and she holds it tightly.

Wei Yao stared straight at the first sight, breathing quickly.

Maybe hearing the voice, the woman looked back and her gaze fell directly on him.

Wei Yao's pupils dilated again.

"Master, are you peeking at my concubine taking a bath?" The woman's voice was clear and teasing.

But at this time, Wei Yao couldn't hear it.

He suddenly realized something, turned around and backed out, eagerly explaining: "Sorry, I didn't mean it."