() Before Ximen Qing and Wu Song arrived home, the police officer in black who delivered the information was already waiting at the door.
"Master Commander, these are all sent by Master Gou."
The policeman in black put down the small wooden box in his hand and let Ximen Qing take a look.
There was really a lot of miscellaneous information. Ximen Qing asked the book boy and the painting boy to move to the study first, and sent the black-clothed police officer away. He saw that the courtyard was a little different from before.
Although Sun Erniang had done it herself or asked the servants to clean the yard in the past, she only wanted to keep it clean. As for tables, chairs, flowers, potted plants, etc., she did it as easily as possible. It was a mess and there was no order.
Ximen Qingjian saw that nothing had changed when he went out in the morning, but he didn't expect that there would be such a change in just one or two hours.
After asking Sun Erniang, I found out that this was all done by Pan Jinlian and her servants. Flowers and potted plants were watered and pruned when they needed to be. The two large tanks in the courtyard were also filled with clean water. Unlike before, they were all empty.
Man-controlled.
In this way, the atmosphere in the courtyard is quite different, and it vaguely reflects the feeling of a wealthy family.
"I didn't expect Jin Lian to have such thoughts!" Ximen Qing was surprised and happy. This kind of attitude is naturally not something that Xue'er, who plays around all day long, can do. That little fairy can take care of people. With this salary
It doesn't work.
Although Wu Song didn't understand this, at least he felt that the courtyard was much better than before, and he couldn't help but praise it.
The two people showed joy, but Sun Erniang next to her was a little resigned, showing a childish attitude and complained: "There is also a contribution from the slave family, why are you all praising Liu Niang?"
Before Sun Erniang finished speaking, a voice from behind said: "If it weren't for Erniang, these things wouldn't be possible."
"Look, at least you are knowledgeable. It's not like you two who don't know how to praise others!" Sun Erniang heard the voice was familiar, and when she turned around to look, the person smiling over there was Pan Jinlian, wasn't she?
When Ximen Qing saw Pan Jinlian rolling up her sleeves, revealing a forearm that looked like a white lotus root, she couldn't help but sing and said: "Liu Niang has worked hard."
Pan Jinlian walked forward with a smile: "It's not hard, it's not hard. Fortunately, I have my second mother to help, so the slave family is not tired."
Wu Song also said: "Sister-in-law has worked hard."
When Pan Jinlian heard these words, it caused some ripples in her heart. Because she was married to Wuhan University, Wu Song also called her "sister-in-law" when they met; for a long time after that, Wu Song used Pan Jinlian's nickname "Liu Niang".
"The title, now "sister-in-law", clearly identifies her as Ximen Qing's person.
"It's not hard work. It's hard work for you in the Imperial City Division."
Pan Jinlian said something, something seemed to be floating in her eyes. Seeing this, Ximen Qing quickly said something else: "What's the trouble? I went to watch the two cheaters play a game of chess. I just felt sleepy and nothing serious.
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Pan Jinlian spat and said, "Master is just hiding it from me. There's nothing wrong. The two secretaries of Baba sent someone to deliver something. What happened to Third Master yesterday."
"Don't mention this matter again." Ximen Qing made a gesture of silence: "Going to the Imperial City Department today really has something to do with this matter. But I already have some plans in my mind to use this matter to make some noise.
Come and show it to King Jia and the officials."
At this point, Ximen Qing stretched himself, diluting the tense atmosphere in Yixie, and said lazily: "It's still early for dinner now, how about a visit to the back garden? Those two naughty men Xue'er and Yuerong
Yes, where did you go to be naughty?"
"Those two in the back garden have had enough fun a long time ago. They were just clamoring to go shopping." Pan Jinlian said with a smile, "At least I let Brother Yi and Little Mulu follow me, just to avoid them running around."
Ximen Qing nodded and made a gesture of inviting them, but Sun Erniang rushed to say: "The slave family and Erlang have some things to discuss, you go first."
As Sun Erniang said, she pulled Wu Song, who was a little confused, away. Ximen Qing smiled, stretched out his hand and said, "Jin Lian, Er Niang and the others are quite sensible. It's been a long time since I've been alone with you."
"What can you do when you are alone?" Pan Jinlian couldn't help but feel filial piety in her cheeks after hearing this. She thought of Qinghe County and all the things along the way, and gently stretched out her hand for Ximen Qing to hold.
"Of course it's a garden tour." Ximen Qing chuckled, pinched Pan Jinlian's catkin, and then his fingers became restless, staring at Pan Jinlian's fingers.
Pan Jinlian sighed softly, loosened her fingers and allowed Ximen Qing to invade.
"I will never be separated from you again." Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian clasped their fingers and said seriously: "The second brother also has a second mother. Let's find a good time to get married together."
Pan Jinlian felt weak after hearing this. How could he know about the matter that he was discussing with Sun Erniang behind his back just now?
Little did she know that this marriage had always been on Ximen Qing's mind. If things hadn't happened one after another along the way and he was concerned about Wu Song's feelings, Ximen Qing would have wished that Pan Jinlian would get married on the second day after he entered his house.
Now that everything has come to an end, Wu Song is also in and out of Sun Erniang as a couple. If we don't do it now, when will we wait?
The two of them walked to the back garden hand in hand with their fingers clasped. When they reached the gate, Ximen Qing praised the door: "Look at Jin Lian, this door is well made and strong."
Pan Jinlian couldn't understand Ximen Qing's thoughts for a while, and was slightly surprised: "This door is ordinary, and the workmanship is only average. How can it stand up to the master's praise?" Light, once closed by this solid courtyard door, will not be
Isn’t it true that the spring is leaked? This is just a benefit, but it is worthy of praise."
Of course there was something in Ximen Qing's words. Pan Jinlian had been familiar with music, chess, calligraphy and painting since she was a child. The meaning of these words was immediately understood in her mind, and her cheeks felt even hotter.
"Xiao Mandu has passed, and it will be June soon as we speak." Ximen Qing glanced sideways at the red glow on Pan Jinlian's face: "If Jinlian is hot and there is no one around anyway, it would be better to take off her shirt."
Pan Jinlian spat: "The master said some inappropriate things again. If you say it again, I will use women's self-defense skills!"
"Didn't I teach you women's self-defense skills?" Ximen Qing thought of the time when he taught Pan Jinlian women's self-defense skills at Wang Po's tea shop, and his heart trembled: "You can use it, I have my own way to break it!"
"I can't argue with you. Let's stop talking." Pan Jinlian became angry, picked up her pink fist and hit Ximen Qing's shoulder twice before trying to break free.
These two tickles were like an itch. Where would Ximen Qing be willing to let them go? He comforted him by saying, "I won't talk anymore, let's go to the garden."
Speaking seriously, Ximen Qing loosened his right hand, then gently hugged his waist, and pointed randomly with his left hand: "Look at the golden lotus, the peonies over there are blooming just right."
Being hugged by him, Pan Jinlian's breathing accelerated and her hands and feet became weak. She glanced in the direction of Ximen Qing's finger and couldn't help but laugh: "The master is dazzled. What kind of peony is this? It's clearly a rose."
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"The wild flowers are gradually charming the eyes." Ximen Qing suddenly didn't know where his poetry came from, and a line from an ancient poem came to his mind, and he couldn't help but blurt out: "Golden Lotus, you are so fascinated by this flower that I am a little dazzled."
Ximen Qing said with a little force on his right hand, Pan Jinlian's body went limp and was hugged by Ximen Qing. He lowered his head and replied shyly: "Only people in Asakusa can't have horse hooves. It turns out that the master also knows this song "Chun Xing on Qiantang Lake" written by Xiangshan layman.
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After Pan Jinlian said this, Ximen Qing remembered that this poem was indeed written by Bai Juyi. When he saw Pan Jinlian lowering his head to expose a section of her white and tender neck, she said randomly: "Master, I have read poetry and books since I was a child. I have memorized tens of thousands of Tang poems."
"." While kissing that white spot twice.
"The master is talking nonsense again. As the saying goes, if you have read three hundred Tang poems, who in the world can read tens of thousands of them?" Pan Jinlian felt her neck was itchy and numb, and she dodged slightly and said, "The master made me feel so itchy.
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"Really?" Ximen Qing kissed there, then took Pan Jinlian's earlobe in his mouth and tapped it twice with the tip of his tongue.
A wave of heat surged up, and Pan Jinlian almost lost her balance and exclaimed softly: "Why are you licking that place?"
As she spoke, Pan Jinlian turned her head, and her petite earlobes escaped Ximen Qing's attack, but her pink face rubbed firmly against Ximen Qing's face.
"Jinlian. The skin on your face is so smooth." Ximen Qing whispered in Pan Jinlian's ear, and the two faces became increasingly hot.
What's even more important is that Pan Jinlian fell into a trance, closed her eyes, but her red lips were half-opened, and there were some melancholy sounds coming out of her mouth, which made people's blood boil.
Naturally, Ximen Qing would not miss this great opportunity, and he opened his mouth and kissed her decisively!
As soon as he came up, Ximen Qing decisively used his trump card: French wet kiss!
This romantic and sexy way of kissing is simply killing people and killing Buddhas!
Even if Sister Guanyin is kissed by Ximen Qing in the French style, she still can't control herself!
Ximen Qing has traveled through time, but this innate skill has never become unfamiliar!
As Ximen Qing's tongue was inserted, Pan Jinlian's fragrant tongue shrank a little at first; but as Ximen Qing's powerful tongue moved inside Pan Jinlian's mouth, she immediately
I realized it on my own in the midst of confusion and confusion, and began to respond enthusiastically.
There seemed to be nothing else in the world. The two of them focused entirely on this deep kiss, with their two tongues entangled and sucking each other.
I don't know how long it took, Pan Jinlian's breathing became more and more rapid, and Ximen Qing reluctantly separated so that Pan Jinlian could take a breath.
"Master, this feeling is so wonderful." Pan Jinlian didn't open her eyes, as if she was still thinking about something.
Ximen Qing smiled softly and kissed her again.
Why bother reminiscing about moments like this? Wouldn't it be better to have another wet French kiss?
This time, it's longer!
By the time Pan Jinlian came to her senses, Ximen Qing had already carried her to a stone bench and hugged her.
This time, Pan Jinlian couldn't even speak. She snuggled gently into Ximen Qing's arms, her eyes moving, and she felt that she was the happiest woman in the world at this moment.
"Master, Coach Lin is here!"
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