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- There is a refreshing fragrance in the room, which at first smells like the fragrance of flowers, but when you taste it carefully, you feel it is more advanced than the fragrance of flowers. After smelling it for a long time, people will enter a very comfortable state.
This is Mu Nanzhi's unique body fragrance, which contains a slight undead tree spirit, which can relieve the fatigue and pain of the creatures living around her, and prolong life.
Xu Qi'an glanced at the woman lying on the side of the bed, and was not in a hurry to get on the bed. He went around the screen and took a look. The bathtub was filled with water, and white chrysanthemums and red rose petals were floating on the surface of the water.
Apparently it was the bath water that Mu Nanzhi used when she took a bath before going to bed.
Usually the next day
He immediately took off his robe and boots, and stepped into the bathtub. The water in the bucket had already cooled down, and it was more comfortable to be cold and refreshing. Xu Qi'an leaned against the wall of the bucket, looked up at the roof and let his head go blank, without thinking about anything.
Half an hour later, outside the screen, Mu Nanzhi's angry voice came from Jinta:
"Have you finished washing?"
Xu Qi'an still stared at Liang Mu, and hummed:
"Okay, since you woke up a long time ago, why don't you come to wait for your husband to take a bath? Do you still have family law in your eyes?"
"Husband?" Mu Nanzhi sneered:
"It has nothing to do with me that the woman you married back from eight palanquins sleeps soundly in the yard next door. To me, you are just a rebellious junior."
Xu Qi'an immediately changed his face, jumped out of the tub, flung himself onto the bed meanly, and said with a smile:
"Aunt Mu, the junior attendant is here."
During the trot, the water stains will evaporate automatically.
"roll!"
Mu Nanzhi couldn't do anything about his cheap look, rolled up the blanket, rolled himself into a chicken roll, and turned the back of his head to him.
Getting angry again Xu Qi'an glanced at the thin quilt and threatened:
"Believe it or not, I'll poke you with a toothpick."
Mu Nanzhi ignored him.
Xu Qi'an forced his way in. Suddenly, there was the sound of struggling and resisting in the bed, and then the silk pajamas and pajamas were thrown out, followed by the supple and pink apron.
Accompanied by Mu Nanzhi's muffled hum, all movement stopped, and a few seconds later, the carved bed began to make a "creak" sound.
The bed curtain swayed slightly, and the thin quilt undulated.
Unknowingly, an hour passed, the movement in the room disappeared, and calm returned. Mu Nanzhi was lying on the pillow, with her arms resting on her chin, squinting her eyes, her face flushed like a drunk.
Xu Qi'an lay on her back, kissing her neck, fragrant shoulders, and the jade back that was delicate and silky.
"Tsk, Aunt Mu's body is so addictive."
Xu Qi'an joked. .
Mu Nanzhi didn't bother to pay attention to him, enjoying the peace after the storm.
"When the catastrophe is over, let's continue to travel around Kyushu, take a walk in the Western Regions, or take a stroll in the Northeast." Xu Qi'an whispered.
Mu Nanzhi opened her eyes and opened her mouth, as if she wanted to say something, but in the end she just let out a soft "hmm".
After a while, she said:
"I'm homesick."
She was referring to the small yard. She used to live as an ordinary woman, and she had to worry about cooking and washing clothes every day. When she was free, she would wonder why a certain smelly man didn't come today.
If you don't come again, buy arsenic and pour it into the vegetable soup to feed him.
"Let's wait for later!" Xu Qi'an sniffed the fragrance in her hair and said:
"But you have to keep doing laundry, cooking, raising chickens, and growing flowers."
Mu Nanzhi hurriedly said:
"Then you need two maids."
"Okay!" Xu Qi'an nodded.
She thought for a while and added:
"Be ugly."
"good"
Only then did Mu Nanzhi feel at ease, and he hummed:
"I can't live with a bracelet all the time, but if I take off the bracelet, your aunt, sister, and friends will feel ashamed."
If this was said by another woman, Xu Qi'an would spit on her face.
But who made her the god of flowers.
Xu Qi'an rolled over from her back, groped in the bed for a while, took out a soft pillow from between Mu Nanzhi's legs, looked at the water-stained soft pillow, and threw it away helplessly.
"Let's sleep on a pillow."
He hugged Mu Nanzhi in his arms, a delicate and soft body clung to him impeccably.
Time passed quietly, and the east side was gradually revealing fishy white, Xu Qi'an gently opened Mu Nanzhi and hugged her around her neckTeacher, I went to sea for several months in a humble job, and I miss you all the time. I think you miss me too. "
Luo Yuheng squinted his eyes, enjoying the massage, and said lightly:
"In no mood."
Her clothes were disheveled, the feathers were loosely wrapped around her body, her face was still flushed, it was obvious that her body was not as rigid as her mouth.
Xu Qi'an handled her tightly.
Luo Yuheng has a queen complex, so Xu Qi'an coaxed her, called her a national teacher, and claimed to be a humble job, and she got a little better.
Afterwards, the sweet words can reap miraculous effects.
If Xu Qi'an called her boudoir name, she wouldn't touch her today.
"Have you figured out how to become a Martial God?" Luo Yuheng asked.
"It's easier said than done." Xu Qi'an sighed.
"When the catastrophe comes, if you can't be promoted to Martial God, I won't accompany you to die for the country. The world is big and the earth is big, you can go anywhere." Luo Yuheng said coldly.
Her words sounded like "I don't like double cultivation" repeated countless times in the past.
"You do what you want, how can the lower officials control the thoughts of the national teacher." Xu Qi'an followed the good advice.
Luo Yuheng gave a satisfied "um", thought for a while, and said calmly:
"Within three months, I will be promoted to the first-rank intermediate class."
Her face is pale and cold, with a little red cinnabar between her eyebrows, her hair is slightly loose in her bun, and she is wearing a robe of feathers. She looks like a fairy or a beautiful woman, very attractive.
Xu Qi'an understood her hint, and said in a deep voice:
"The lower officials must do their best to help the national division break through."
Holy Son, I understand your suffering. No matter how you manage time, it is not enoughXu Qi'an picked her up horizontally and walked towards the big bed.
He finally understood the difficulty of the Son
Leizhou, Panshan County!
?After a long journey, the first group of Mahayana Buddhists finally arrived at their destination.
Zhu Lai was among the first group of Mahayana Buddhists to arrive.
The leader of the team is the young monk Jingsi.
What kind of place will the Central Plains court arrange for us?
This is the most worrying question of every Mahayana Buddhist along the way
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