Chapter 632 I want to know each other with you for a long life! (1)
Zhao Rong returned to Yazhi courtyard via the original route.
On the way, I just said hello to the man holding a sword who had just escaped from the dog food and now reappeared by a certain stream.
"Good morning, Uncle Xiaobai, have you eaten?"
"If you don't want to eat, why don't you cook it for me?"
"I'm just asking politely."
"Ah."
"How about... let's eat together?"
"Go away, you kid. You don't have that little fox girl from the Yousu clan who has a headache. She was sent to the house in the middle of the night last night. This Su girl grabbed me without asking, and then walked in quietly.
The chef prepared a midnight snack for me without saying a word."
Someone thought for a while and said seriously: "What if she is hungry? Xiaoxiao is growing taller. Uncle Bai, you are really fighting for food with the younger generation..."
The man's eyelids twitched and his face was expressionless: "You were fed by Miss and Qian'er just now in Dali. Are you hungry after flying back with me?"
"..."
"It makes sense." Zhao Rong nodded, and then sighed: "I didn't expect that Uncle Bai would notice that I taught Xiaoxiao how to coax seniors. I originally wanted to be modest."
After saying that, before the sword-wielding man with wild eyelids could get mad, the shameless and handsome Confucian scholar ran away in a hurry.
Li Bai's mouth twitched.
He glanced at Zhao Rong's back.
He shook his head and muttered a few times.
I don’t know if the lovable Su Yatou knew about it, which one would she think was more stupid, Dahuang who bullied her before or her lover who bullied her now?
…
Zhao Rong whistled and walked through the bamboo forest to the door of the elegant courtyard.
open the door.
The courtyard was empty.
There were originally the sounds of some girls whispering in the main wing, but as he was admitted to the hospital, the sounds also stopped appropriately.
Quietly.
A bamboo horse and a swing float in the air.
Zhao Rong walked around them as if nothing had happened, instead of returning to the main room immediately, he turned towards the kitchen.
The bamboo horse and swing, which had just been feared by Su Qingdai but were now being ignored by someone, turned their sword tips and immediately followed Zhao Rong.
Follow him into the back kitchen.
"what?"
Zhao Rong glanced at the two little guys.
The bamboo horse and the swing circled sadly around the bad guy who had bullied their two mistresses all night, and in disguise had bullied them all night.
The speed is sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
"Why, you two little guys are hungry too?"
Zhao Rong said something with a smile, which was naturally a joke.
He rushed the two cute little guys who were in the way aside, fired up the stove, took out some ingredients, and started making breakfast.
The bamboo horse and the swing each looked at each other spiritually, then shook their swords slightly, and continued to stay beside the man in green shirt who lowered his head and concentrated on cooking in front of the stove.
After a while, it flew to his left side.
After a while it flew to his right side.
After a while, he carefully flew under him...
Or maybe they are wondering about the various terrifying powers hidden in his body.
Or looking for where his powerful flying sword is hidden.
The two little guys looked curiously and closely at this strange guy who was so powerful that he could bully their mistress for a whole night and was tortured so hard that he had no power to fight back.
In the end, they even realized that the two hostesses who had almost no victories in the past not only abandoned their armor, but also shamefully succumbed to the indescribable power of the devil.
They didn't understand, but they were shocked.
Zhao Rong, who thoughtfully prepared breakfast for his wife, did not chase away the two little guys. Occasionally, he smiled and waved, asking them to help him fetch two bowls and plates from the cupboard.
The two noble and unparalleled first-class swords on the mountain turned their sword tips, looked at each other, solemnly and cautiously accepted the olive branch thrown by a "mysterious but harmless powerful man", and helped carry the dishes.
Already...
"It works pretty well."
Zhao Rong muttered.
Not long after, he made breakfast, put it on a wooden plate, and let the bamboo horse and swing carefully carry the wooden plate and follow him back to the house.
Arriving in front of the main room, Zhao Rong turned around, took the plate shamelessly, and then waved his hand to drive away the bamboo horse and swing.
He opened the door and entered the house.
"Qingjun, Qian'er, it's time to eat. Come on, come on, let's try your husband's craftsmanship."
No one spoke in the room.
It's also empty.
There was only one green plum standing in front of the door, staring at Zhao Rong with big eyes and small eyes.
Zhao Rong glanced out of the corner of his eye and saw that the red gauze curtain of the wedding bed deep in the room was tightly covered, and he could faintly see the bulging bedding inside.
Why are you still lying in bed?
Zhao Rong smiled and walked over directly.
The road from the door to the wedding bed was a mess.
He was holding the wooden plate and turning left and right.
Picking a place to put his feet down, his steps walked around the floor:
A large Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion women's sword uniform was torn in some parts.
A small Taiqing Xiaoyao Mansion women's sword uniform was crumpled into a ball and thrown to the ground, crumpled.
A piece of scarlet bellyband embroidered with mandarin ducks had one of its cords torn off, and it's gone somewhere.
A pure white bellyband embroidered with lotus flowers was kept relatively neat and intact and lay flat on the floor.
A group of red and white fabrics looked closely. They turned out to be two pairs of obscene trousers, which were vaguely open;
One of them is vermilion and the other is pure white. They were randomly crumpled into a big crumpled ball and thrown together at the foot of the bed. I don’t know if the two pieces are intact as a whole and whether they are torn or not, but
But it looks like a wet mass, with dirt on it, red, white, and yellow, like a spilled juice jar in the studio.
besides.
There are four pairs of embroidered shoes in front of the bed.
Two pairs of them were brought over by Zhao Rong from the second daughter's house last night.
The two extra pairs of embroidered shoes are even more compact and exquisite. The soles are almost unworn, as if they are brand new and unused. Of course, they are now lying in front of the foot of the bed. The uppers except for the soles are
The wrinkle marks in other places also look unclean, so they must have been used.
But I still don’t know why the three childhood sweethearts in the house took out these two extra pairs of brand-new embroidered shoes in the middle of the night yesterday.
In addition to these, there are also some scattered pieces of cloth, jewelry and other small debris on the ground...
Zhao Rong walked all the way to the bed, casually glancing at the clothes and shoes on the ground. He occasionally stopped to pick up Qingjun and Qianer's small, too personal clothes and put them away.
"Come out quickly, it's time for breakfast, aren't you hungry?"
Zhao Rong put down the wooden plate in front of the bed, picked up the bowl, and asked with a smile.
No one spoke behind the red gauze curtain on the wedding bed.
The bedding was bulging and messy.
A red gauze curtain stretched out from one corner.
Zhao Rong sat on the edge of the bed, blinked, and suddenly plunged his head into the quilt: "Look what I found? They are two fat little lazy bugs!"