Rebirth of the dumb husband and wife

Chapter 61 Picking flowers

Song Jinshu and Yan Chi asked for a signature in front of the Buddha. The next day, Yan Cheng thought that Fuxi Mountain was not good in feng shui, so he took the group back to the villa.

As soon as the carriage went down the mountain, she could see Jing Shu standing at the gate of the villa, and the morning wind wrapped her in dew and wiped her body.

"Second Master."

Seeing Yan Cheng getting off the carriage, Jing Shu hurriedly stood over and wanted to hand Yan Cheng the cloak in her arms, but saw that Yan Cheng had just stood firm and turned around and handed out a hand to the carriage.

Immediately afterwards, a light-white hand reached out and held Yan Cheng's forearm tightly, Yan Cheng exerted a little force and carried Song Jinshu down from the carriage.

Jingshu's movement of handing the cloak froze in the air, neither taking it back nor taking it back. Fortunately, Yan Cheng didn't care so much. She took the cloak in her hand and wrapped it around Song Jinshu's body. She hugged her slender waist and entered the villa. door.

Jing Shu, who was hanging aside, clenched her fists with both hands, and her beautiful little face looked a little hideous because of her dissatisfaction.

Yan Chi, who got off the carriage in the next step, saw it, stepped forward calmly, patted Jingshu's slightly wet shoulder, and said softly.

"It's very exposed outside, hurry back to the house, don't get caught in the cold."

Jing Shu's thoughts were disturbed, she reluctantly hooked her lips and smiled at Yan Chi, and walked behind him into the villa.

It had just rained the night before, and the gravel-paved path in front of Zhuangmen was somewhat indebted, and the two of them would inevitably be shoulder-to-shoulder and arm-to-arm when walking on it.

When Jingshu slipped under her feet and almost fell, Yan Chi quickly supported her waist and pulled the person to his side, which prevented her from falling into the mud.

"Thank you eldest son for your help."

"It's okay."

Yan Chi waved his hand, but his face suddenly paled.

Jing Shu was also an adult woman, and when she was not ready to help her just now, Jing Shu's elbow slammed into Yan Chi's waist, and it was aching faintly.

You don't have to look to know that there must be a large piece of green there.

Feeling the kindness from Yan Chi, Jing Shu took a breath and began to complain to others.

"The eldest son is a good man. I think you will know why Jingshu is troubled." Jingshu has no veil on her body, and the tears in the corners of her eyes are so pitiful. her hands.

"From the day that the second master rescued Jingshu from the gangster, Jingshu's whole heart has been dedicated to the second master." The two figures walked into the villa, and behind a tree that no one noticed, a dark blue color robes flashed by.

"Although Jing Shu's background is different from everyone else's, the world today is no longer what it was a few years ago. Jing Shu has lived in the villa for a long time, and is almost the same as a normal girl. I think that I can be considered a full reader of poetry and books, and I also think that I can It's worthy of the second master, but..."

Jing Shu was silent for a moment, as if feeling sorry for herself.

"Second master has come to the villa this time, I can feel that he has changed a lot," Jing Shu is a witness to Yan Cheng's youthfulness, and he naturally knows how fierce Yan Cheng played in the past, "I don't believe that the second master will let go of his playfulness. Just be with one person, I just don't believe that person will be Song Jinshu."

She could vaguely hear some things about Song Jinshu from the maid who came back from shopping, and knew that he was just a brother who grew up in the countryside, his parents They are all poor and pragmatic peasants, who have never attended a serious school and have no words.

She felt that Song Jinshu was not worthy of Yan Cheng.

Yan Chi smiled after hearing this, the world's eyes always stay on the superficial, and can't see anything deeper.

"Have you ever thought that maybe you don't really like Feng Zhong?"

Jing Shu was stunned, her beautiful face full of surprise.

"Why does the eldest son think so? The second master personally rescued Jingshu from the gangster..."

"But that's not liking," Yan Chi interrupted Jingshu, "liking comes from the trivialities of life. Yes, it's not because he saved your life, you have to promise yourself. Jing Shu, this kind of feeling is not fair."

Yan Chi didn't know what to think, and there was gloom and helplessness shrouded in his eyebrows.

"Jin Shu is staying by our side. He is kind and simple, like a deer who has entered the world by mistake. No one will dislike him."

Jing Shu stopped and the stones under her feet were uneven, causing her to give birth to a A shaky feeling.

"But if I don't like the second master, who do I like?"

Her bright eyes seemed to be suddenly covered with gray, and Yan Chi couldn't bear to see it.

"You will always meet people you like and like you," Yan Chi closed his thin robe, and the chill gradually rose from the soles of his feet, "If you are so good, many people will like you. Feng Zhong also I like you, but I don't want to be married to you. Jing Shu, you have to distinguish this kind of like."

Jing Shu looked at Yan Chi's thin back, and felt that these words were not just for her.

Jing Shu's house was not in the same direction as Yan Chi's. Hearing the footsteps behind him who did not follow, Yan Chi snorted and took a step forward, clutching his lower abdomen.

The temperature in the villa was much lower than that in Youdu City. Yan Chi asked his servants to move two buckets of hot water into the house. The sound of the water continued, and soon the mist filled with the fragrance of spices filled the room. .

"Let's go out," Yan Chi untied the belt of his robe and said to the maid who was still standing behind him, "I don't need anyone to serve me here."

Hearing that the door behind him was closed, Yan Chi took off his body. clothes, straight and slender legs lifted up and stepped into the wooden barrel.

The warm water flowed over his chest and wet the small pink fruit on his chest. Yan Chi let out a comfortable sigh and gradually sank his body into the water, leaving only one head.

There was a big lump on the side of the waist, and the temperature of the body gradually warmed up, and then I felt the pain.

Yan Chi folded his hands on his lower abdomen. I don't know if it was his illusion. He always felt that he had gained a little weight these days.

He was a little dizzy from the steam, and just when Yan Chi wanted to stand up from the wooden barrel, a hand suddenly appeared behind him and covered his mouth.

"Hmm—!"

Yan Chi kicked his legs in the water a few times, the calm water surface was disturbed, and water droplets splashed out of the bucket.

"Don't move! I'll deal with you if you move again!"

The male voice behind him was deliberately suppressed, and Yan Chi couldn't hear his original voice. His face was blushing because of difficulty breathing. He nodded with difficulty, thinking about how to deal with it quickly in his mind.

Because they don't like to be taken care of by others, the maids are not waiting outside the house at this time, and Yan Chi is happy, the location of the house is a bit remote, but it is convenient for this flower thief.

The man chuckled softly, covered his mouth with one hand and shackled the man in front of him, while the other hand went around Yan Chi's back, and touched a moist acupuncture point.