It was another bright morning, and the sunlight filtered in from the window of the small building, waking up the man and woman who were still entangled with each other on the big bed.
Xue'er was newly pregnant and was extremely shy, but she still got up quickly to prepare herself for washing. Ximen Qing was shirtless, with his hands behind his head, looking at the busy Xue'er with endless aftertaste.
There were several romances last night, which gave Xueer a sense of dependence, and Ximen Qing also felt that he seemed to have more interactions with this strange world.
I didn't expect that such a petite body could accommodate my own stoutness. Women are really incredible creatures.
Ximen Qing thought, and his lower body naturally started to move again, which made him a little embarrassed. He couldn't call the busy Xue'er over for another shot? Speaking of which, the cost of this body is really good, and it is worthy of being a beautiful woman.
Nurtured by food.
"Master, everything is ready." Xue'er, like a hard-working daughter-in-law, soon brought a basin of wash water, put it on the shelf nearby, and came to the bedside and called softly.
Ximen Qing said "Hmm", sat up directly, lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and suddenly felt a chill coming over him.
The wind blows my balls a little cold...
It turns out that after a night of romance, Ximen Qing was not only naked from above, but also lost a pair of calf-nosed trousers underneath. Our Ximen official was standing naked in front of Xueer.
"This..." Ximen Qing was immediately embarrassed and didn't know what to say. He was about to retreat back to the bed and ask Xue'er to get some clothes. Unexpectedly, Xue'er's face turned red and she knelt down openly.
He went down and held the half-erected bag with his slender hands.
"Master, my little one's menstruation...has not yet recovered." Xue'er's face turned redder, and her little hands began to move back and forth: "I have no choice but to serve the master like this."
Being a man is great! Good!
Is this feeling of tears in your heart happiness?
Ximen Qing sighed, and inadvertently felt his lower body getting hot. It turned out that Xueer had already started working together with the cherry mouth...
Although it was only taught last night and the movements are a bit unfamiliar, this kind of plot and this kind of angle are really the dreams of men all over the world.
After finishing the work, Ximen Qing still stood with his legs spread stupidly, watching Xueer, who had her mouth tightly closed, rummaging through boxes and cabinets to find spare clothes for herself.
"I'll do it myself." Ximen Qing said softly, looking at the first girl he conquered after traveling through this body.
Xueer then nodded and hurriedly ran out the door.
After putting on clothes and trousers three times, Ximen Qing walked to the shelf with satisfaction, ready to wash up... "The vast horizon is my love. The flowers are blooming at the foot of the green hills..." Ximen Qing looked into the basin.
The facial wash water was still vaguely hot, and I suddenly felt the urge to sing.
It’s really strange, why do you suddenly want to sing this song?
Shaking his head, Ximen Qing's eyes were involuntarily attracted to several objects nearby.
A pinch of white powder inside the delicate little dish sparkled in the sunlight.
The green and white porcelain bowl in Jingdezhen is also filled with hot water. There is a wooden stick that is thicker and shorter than chopsticks, with thin bristles at the end.
Ximen Qing was delighted at the sight of the hunter, so he picked up the wooden stick and looked at it carefully.
Well, fine mahogany, what animal does this mane come from?
A sudden thought woke Ximen Qing up. He looked at the plate of white powder next to him, dipped a little in it and put it in his mouth.
Salty...
Isn’t this a cheating toothbrush!!!
Is that dish of salt used for brushing teeth?
Ximen Qing looked at the "ancient" toothbrush in horror. Cold air rushed up from the soles of his feet, and an ominous rush ran through his body. Even his scalp was numb.
Looking to the other side of the washbasin, I saw a small khaki-colored square held up on the shelf, which was just big enough to hold with my hands.
Isn’t this a fucking soap?
Ximen Qing tried it with a glimmer of hope, but sadly discovered that what his mother had was just a piece of soap.
This discovery immediately kicked Ximen Qing from the peak of happiness to the deep valley. For a moment, his mind felt like it exploded. He remembered that yesterday he solemnly wrote the toothbrush and soap on the "plan" with full hope, and "
Ximen Qing carefully prepared the plan view and the top view of the toothbrush. At this time, Ximen Qing wanted to die. No wonder Shutong'er had a strange expression when he helped him clean it up yesterday.
It was like traveling back in time to a week ago, and confidently bought a hundred cheating numbers that were sure to win, only to find that I sadly read the wrong issue of the newspaper.
In despair, Ximen Qing's hand slipped and the soap fell into the wash basin, coming into close contact with the copper basin bottom.
Xue'er, who was washing her mouth at the door, heard the movement and quickly came in to check: "Master, this is..."
Ximen Qing held up the toothbrush and gestured at Xue'er: "Xue'er, what do you think this toothbrush is about?"
"Master..." Xueer didn't know what happened for a moment, which made Ximen Qing wave the toothbrush in anger: "This toothbrush is also the one you have used before, what's wrong with it?"
"Nani?" Ximen Qing suddenly woke up, and his mind picked up irrelevant memories from the corners like lightning.
In the first year of Masawa, the toothbrush suddenly appeared in Tokyo. In less than three months, it became popular all over the country, making girls smile even brighter.
At the same time, there was also a magical soap, which was divided into two types: hand washing and clothes washing. It also became popular all over the country in a short period of time.
And, no more.
Ximen Qing searched his memory several times, and then he was convinced that "he" had not encountered other objects that suddenly appeared in this world. At the same time, Ximen Qing also firmly believed that these two objects must have been created by unknown objects one by one.
Where the time traveler made it, the strong evidence is the name soap.
Because when this kind of thing was first imported from the West, it was called "Yangjian". It was a local invention in China and it was called "Yizi". Such a modern name for soap is incompatible with this world.
Double wear? I'm actually a few years too late? But, am I afraid of you?
Ximen Qing accepted this inference and calmed down. He put down his toothbrush thoughtfully and comforted Xueer: "It's okay. I had a headache for a while..."
Xue'er also heard other maids talk about her master's old illness, and hurriedly stepped forward to help Ximen Qing: "Master, otherwise... why don't you go to bed and rest?"
If you still go to bed, you will definitely not be able to rest.
Being supported by Xue'er, Ximen Qing felt warm in his heart and smiled: "It's okay, it's fine now. Don't worry."
"Don't tell anyone else about this."
Xueer looked at Ximen Qing's serious eyes and lowered her head: "Whatever the master says, I will listen to you."
Ximen Qing nodded with satisfaction: "There is one more thing."
"From today on, Xue'er, you will live in this small building, just like your mother. I will come to see you often." Ximen Qing looked at Xue'er meaningfully: "Your aunt, I will
Let her supply it as usual."
Xueer understood the meaning of Ximen Qing's words this time, blushed and kowtowed: "Master, I don't want any fame... I just want to serve you for the rest of my life."
Ximen Qing stretched out his hand to help Xueer up, and once again felt her petiteness: "I will decide your fate, you have to take care of yourself."
Xueer burst into tears immediately. Since Zhuo Diuer died, no one could look up to her. Wu Yueniang casually arranged for herself to be a fire girl under the stove. If she hadn't been pulled to serve food that day, she would be waiting in Ximen Mansion.
There are only two ways out for you:
He was bullied, beaten and scolded, and finally was sold again.
Or maybe Wu Yueniang was happy that day and rewarded herself to a certain boy.
Ximen Qing couldn't bear it and comforted her for a while. Xueer suddenly remembered something, got rid of Ximen Qing and ran to the front room. Ximen Qing followed him in surprise, only to find that Xueer was holding Zhuo Diuer's memorial tablet and sitting on it.
Tears were shed silently on the side.
But this time, it should be tears of happiness.
Ximen Qing didn't want to be disturbed, so he had to go back and wash his face and brush his teeth. Then he walked back to the front room and said, "I'm going to go for a walk in the yard."
Only then did Xueer realize that she had lost her composure, and quickly stood up: "Master, I haven't helped you wash up yet."
"Didn't you already serve me?" Ximen Qing blinked: "You have a good rest. From now on, you are not allowed to use such a maid tone when talking to me, but treat yourself as my Ximen Qing's woman.
"
"Master..." Seeing that Ximen Qing was half teasing and half serious, Xueer couldn't help laughing for a moment.
Ximen Qing nodded with satisfaction and walked towards the garden at a fast pace.
After all this hard work, it was already three o'clock in the morning, the sun was shining lazily on his body, and the zero-polluted air filling his mouth and nose made Ximen Qing's spirit shaken, and he felt that it was time to stretch his muscles and bones.
I retrieved some of Ximen Qing's original tricks from his memory, and he made some random moves in the yard. He was a little dissatisfied.
Apart from attracting females, what is the use of this kind of embroidered legs? With the legs raised so high, not to mention Wu Song, even Wu Dalang could knock him down with a single kick.
Ximen Qing dropped his posture in annoyance, and wanted to jog around the garden a few times according to his own habit, only to realize that the long coat of the Song Dynasty was not suitable at all, let alone these authentic double-sided calfskin boots.
In desperation, I had to pick up the hem of my clothes and tuck them in. I found a flat bluestone beside the pond and started doing push-ups.
This weird shape immediately attracted the attention of the maids who came and went, and they all came closer to take a look.
"I wonder why this master's move looks so similar...? Didn't he use it last night?" A maid discovered something and poked her companion.
"You damn girl, are you looking forward to being fucked by this master every day?" the companion replied teasingly.
"You are the one..."
Ximen Qing, who had finally done a hundred and was ready to push his limits, heard these conversations and had to stop, stood up, clapped his hands, and prepared to go to the front to have breakfast.
"Auntie is here..." A maid shouted in a low voice: "Let's go, let's go!"
Immediately, the maids dispersed and the crowd separated. Wu Yueniang walked forward angrily with a dark face, followed by the fat Dongmei: "Where did you go last night? That little bitch named Xue'er, didn't you?