The next day, the sky was slightly brighter, and the thin morning light projected through the screen window, passed through the heavy curtains, and faintly fell on the bed.
Soon, there was a slight movement on the bed. She had obviously been careful enough, but Ye Zhenzhen, who had been sleeping restlessly, immediately noticed the strange movement and opened her eyes to look over.
Cui Weizhen's movement of lifting the quilt froze in mid-air.
He slowly turned his head and met his wife's red eyes, which flashed and said, "It's still early, so you can continue to sleep."
Ye Zhenzhen stared at him: "Do you still remember what you promised me last night?"
Cui Weizhen's brows furrowed because of doubts. He raised his head and pressed his eyebrows lightly. His tone was hesitant: "Last night? I must have been drunk and had no memory at all. What did I promise you?"
His expression is natural and there is no sign of lying, but there are a lot of little tricks...
Ye Zhenzhen couldn't tell whether he was lying, because he had indeed had the experience of drinking fragments before, maybe last night too.
Well, that's good, lest he remember the show she was forced to perform last night... Ye Zhenzhen's face turned red, and she glared at someone: "I know all the things you did to bully your son before. After breakfast later,
, you have to apologize to him."
I thought that Cui Weizhen would push back, but he didn't expect that he agreed very easily. It was completely different from the difficulty last night. Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but frowned and looked over suspiciously. Although he was drunk last night, but
He doesn't ask any unnecessary questions now, which is not in line with his character at all.
Cui Weizhen paused and seemed to explain: "You must have not slept well last night to take care of me. If you sleep a little longer, you don't have to worry about these little things."
Oh, this is my conscience.
Ye Zhenzhen nodded secretly. She didn't sleep very late last night, but she had nightmares all night long. The nightmares were naturally related to the performance before going to bed. In the dream, she was like a top in her son's hand, spinning non-stop.
She was spinning so fast that she almost vomited, but Cui Weizhen turned a blind eye and frantically asked her to dance again...
Dance again? Next time she will never dance in front of someone!
Ye Zhenzhen suddenly pulled the quilt to cover her head, wrapping herself tightly without leaving even a hair on her head.
Cui Weizhen was silent, reaching out to pull down the quilt, revealing a face that was already slightly red from boredom. He heard himself sighing helplessly: "There are still charcoal burning in the room, don't be bored."
Ye Zhenzhen couldn't argue, so she had to close her eyes and go back to sleep.
Cui Weizhen nodded with satisfaction, tucked her in before turning over and getting out of bed.
There were a few pieces of underwear that still had a fragrant fragrance left under the bed. The rose-red peony bellyband fell on the plain white underwear, which was particularly bright and charming.
Cui Weizhen, who was putting on shoes, paused and put on his shoes as if nothing had happened. Then he stepped forward to pick up the clothes scattered on the ground one by one and put them in the clothes basket that needed to be cleaned. Then he went to open the closet to find clean clothes.
He found the undershirt and bellyband with familiarity. He didn't dare to look at them at all. He suppressed some kind of boiling blood and picked a few items out at random.
He gently opened the curtains, not wanting to disturb the person on the bed, but she didn't sleep at all. She just stared at her almond-shaped eyes. When she saw the clothes in his hand clearly, her porcelain-white face quickly became stained.
Touching blush, wanting to complain but still giving up, charming and sentimental.
Cui Weizhen's throat moved, he put the clothes on the bedside, and said in a low voice: "Put them on when you wake up later, so as not to catch a cold."
Huh, you didn't think about whether she would catch a cold when you took it off yesterday.
Ye Zhenzhen snorted angrily, but did not dare to look at him. She turned her back to him and silently recited "color is emptiness" in her heart to avoid letting him see what she was thinking.
Last night, last night was really just a dance!
She turned her head, revealing a section of her neck that was half-hidden by her plain hair. The extreme contrast between black and white had a thrilling beauty and charm. Cui Weizhen quickly moved his eyes away, opened the curtain again and went out.
When he came back from the martial arts arena, it was already bright and the maids were still waiting outside, indicating that the mistress inside had not yet woken up. Cui Weizhen stepped in and opened the bed curtain. As a result, his blood pressure finally calmed down and there were signs of surge...
Well, it seems to be getting dark early.
Cui Weizhen's eyes were heavy and he put down the bed curtain again.
Not long after, there were waves of ambiguous murmurs coming from the inner room. Qiu Wu and others who were waiting outside realized what had happened, their faces turned red and they quickly dispersed carrying toiletries.
Qiu Wu coughed slightly and glanced at the maids around him. After they all lowered their heads, he ordered with satisfaction: "Let the small kitchen in the yard prepare hot water for the masters to use later."
, Mr. and Mrs. drank wine yesterday and couldn't get up this morning to go to the main courtyard for breakfast. You go to Fuxi Courtyard and report to the old lady, so that the old lady and the young gentleman will not wait for a long time. "
Yupan responded with a low voice and ran away immediately.
"This little girl is still so impatient."
Qiu Wu shook his head and chuckled, and continued to order the maids to do things in an orderly manner. He estimated that the time was almost up, and quickly asked the women to bring hot water. Sure enough, the next moment, he heard a deep voice coming from inside: "Bring the water.
.”
Qiu Wu quickly ordered the women to carry water in. The women did not dare to delay, so they carried two buckets of hot water and placed them behind the screen, and then walked out without looking sideways, making no unnecessary noise the whole time.
In the bed tent, Ye Zhenzhen angrily hit the culprit twice on the chest: "It's all your fault, the maids should all laugh at me."
"You are the master, who dares to laugh at you?"
Cui Weizhen carried her to the back of the screen. Ye Zhenzhen did not dare to let him wait on her: "Don't make trouble, today Yuxiu and Zhang San are getting married, and I have to go out."
Cui Weizhen: "...Okay."
What was the reason for this regretful tone? Could it be that he had forgotten about it?
Based on what he did this morning, this possibility is still very high.
Ye Zhenzhen was speechless for a long time, but she didn't care to complain. She hurriedly washed herself and put on her clothes before letting the servants come in to serve her.
The ridicule that Ye Zhenzhen was worried about did not exist. Qiu Wu and others were old people who followed Madam. Knowing that she valued privacy, they did not dare to say a single joking word. They very dutifully helped her put on her coat and comb her hair.
Even the bite mark on the back of her neck was covered up with makeup.
Ye Zhenzhen stood in front of the glass mirror and looked carefully to make sure there was nothing abnormal, and then she breathed a sigh of relief.
She suddenly remembered something and looked at Qiu Wu. Qiu Wu knew what she wanted to ask and quickly reported: "Madam, I have sent Yupan to inform the old lady. You and Lang Jun are too drunk to wake up. You will stay here today."
Eat in the courtyard."
Ye Zhenzhen nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, let's pass on the food."
The small kitchen was prepared early, and sumptuous breakfast meals were served one by one. In addition to the pancakes, biscuits, almond porridge, and buns that were commonly eaten at that time, there were also Ye Zhenzhen's favorite soup dumplings and millet porridge.
Cui Weizhen likes to eat buns and pancakes, and of course he also eats soup dumplings, but he doesn’t like them as much as Ye Zhenzhen because eating soup dumplings is too troublesome.
Ye Zhenzhen doesn't think that the white and cute soup dumplings are small and exquisite, with thin skin and lots of fillings. They look very appetizing and taste very particular. You have to pick them up skillfully, take a small bite on the tip first, and then
Suck away the fresh and thick soup, and finally take a bite of the meat filling along with the skin, filling your mouth with delicious flavor.
Ye Zhenzhen ate with gusto, and Cui Weizhen also seemed to have an appetite. Just when he was about to pick one up, the force was so great that a hole broke through the thin skin, and the thick soup immediately flowed out.
Cui Weizhen: "..."
See, he said it was too much trouble.
Ye Zhenzhen snickered, picked up a soup dumpling and handed it over with a smile: "With such brute strength, after so long, I can't even eat the soup dumpling."
Cui Weizhen didn't say anything. He lowered his head and took a bite. The fresh and thick soup instantly captured his taste buds. He could eat the small soup dumpling in one bite. After eating, he looked at his wife and said, "More."
Ye Zhenzhen picked him another one.
A cage of soup dumplings was finished unknowingly. Looking at the empty cage, Ye Zhenzhen was dumbfounded.
She glared at Cui Weizhen angrily and accused: "You didn't even leave any for me, so I just ate one."
She was obviously a bright and generous beauty with dazzling eyes, but she was indescribably cute at this moment. Cui Weizhen's hand was a little itchy and he couldn't help but poke her swollen cheek. Then, in her disbelieving eyes, he took it.
He ordered a biscuit and handed it to her.
"You can eat biscuits."
How can the soup dumplings be as delicious as they are dry?
But Ye Zhenzhen still opened her mouth and took a bite. Although it had a different taste, it was not as delicious as the soup dumplings.
Perhaps because she was too hungry, she had a good appetite today. Let’s not mention the soup dumplings and millet porridge for now. She was fed by Cui Weizhen and ate a pancake, Hu pancake, and a bowl of buns before finally filling her stomach.
.
She ate too much, and Cui Weizhen was worried that she had accumulated food. Ye Zhenzhen glared at him speechlessly: "I'm not Wangzai."
Also, didn't he have any idea why she ate so much?
Cui Weizhen: "...Okay."
He touched his nose angrily, ordered his servants to get a cloak, put it on Ye Zhenzhen himself, and then took her hand: "Let's go, it's time to pay my respects to my mother."
They arrived not too late. Cui Zhiduan, Cui Zhiming and Aunt Cui had just finished their breakfast. Cui Zhiduan, who had been taking a walk to eat, immediately became energetic when he saw his father and mother coming in. He looked at his father with burning eyes.
The expectation is written on his face.
After her son and daughter-in-law had finished greeting each other, Aunt Cui looked at her precious grandson and asked curiously: "Wangzi, why are you staring at your father?"
Cui Zhiduan quickly walked to his grandmother's side, as if he suddenly had courage, and said loudly: "Dad did something bad and promised to apologize to me."
Aunt Cui's reproachful eyes immediately fell on her son, and she said disapprovingly: "Wangzi is still so young, how can you, the father, bully him?"
Seeing this scene, Ye Zhenzhen couldn't help but think of the person she wanted to sue last night, and her eyes suddenly turned into crescent moons with smiles.
