The farmer picked up a husband

Chapter 64 Our Carriage

  In the past few days, Fang Xi packed up the things for going back to the village, and then sat around the fire with him. While warming up, the two made badger fur collars for the whole family. The circle, the wind can't get in, it's very warm.

On the day of leaving the factory, the cold wind was even more bitter. Fang Xi happened to take out a collar to surround Song Yuzhou. Song Yuzhou let him wear it for himself, then pinched his cheeks, and said that he would take him to look at things, and said He led him to the front yard.

As soon as the footsteps stepped out of the courtyard, the voices of Song Yucheng and Zhizhi were already heard.

"Look, our family's carriage."

"Wow! Our family built such a big carriage!"

"Yeah, this way you won't be afraid of the cold. I'll help you up and have a look."

Following the voice, Fang Xi saw their house The made carriages, Fang Xi has only seen carriages with people in the town before, they are all simple and small, like a few door panels put together, but the carriage in his house looks very spacious, with two sides There are also exquisite carvings. Fang Xi turned around and asked, "When did you make it?"

Song Yuzhou: "Before returning to the village, I arranged for a master to make it. It is too late to paint, but the tung oil has been painted. Come, I will take you up."

Song Yuzhou supported He got into the carriage at his waist, and Fang Xi came over to hold his hand immediately after opening the curtain, "Fang Fang, come here quickly! It's so spacious and comfortable!" Fang Xi sat down, and the carriage was filled with the scent of camphor wood

. The cover is thick, so the interior of the car is not too bright, but with this car, most of the cold wind can be blocked, and it is very warm to be in the nest with it.

Song Yuzhou also came up and sat beside Fang Xi, touched the stool he was sitting on and said, "The car has just been finished, and there is no time to prepare the cushions. At that time, we will gather more cotton and make the cushions."

Fang Xi: "It's just a cushion, and it's too wasteful to use cotton. I'll go get catkins and make it."

Song Yuzhou patted his forehead: "When I return to the village, I will share with you our family's camp this year. If you put it right, you know we don't have to save these things!"

Zhizhi nestled into Song Yucheng's arms directly: "Wow, that's really comfortable, can I ride a carriage when I go out to play in the future? It's still a bit cold, eh! We filled a bamboo tube with hot water, and covered it with a fur to keep it from getting cold."

Song Yucheng was still used to being so close to him in places where there were people, so he embraced his waist with a blushing face and said, "When you get back to the village, go give it to him." You buy Mrs. Tang, good-looking ones, and carved ones."

"Okay, my husband is the best!" Zhizhi was about to get up and kiss him, and Song Yucheng was so frightened that he hit his head on the car beam with a "bang" .

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha"

There was cheerful laughter in the car, and he was directly in Song Yucheng's arms laughing until his stomach ached to death. Fang Xi wanted to give the young couple some space, so

he turned around and said to Song Yuzhou, "Let's go back and tidy up our things and bring them up ." Li, touching his breasts through his underwear, Song Yucheng pressed him anxiously: "Zhizhi, shall we go back to the room?"

Zhizhi shook his head, with an aggrieved expression on his face, and leaned close to his ear and exhaled: " It's not good, my lord, my bottom seems to be wet."

"Ah?" Song Yucheng immediately became anxious, "Then, shall I carry you back to the house?" "

But... I'm so uncomfortable!"

Song Yucheng hugged him helplessly: "Where is it uncomfortable?" Zhi

Zhi climbed up and up his waist, stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked his stubble lightly, with a coquettish and charming voice: "If you kiss me, I won't feel uncomfortable."

Song Yucheng didn't know that he was teasing him, but he had no choice but to lower his head and kiss him when his face turned red, and Zhizhi's tongue deftly inserted into Song Yucheng's mouth immediately, stirring up the amorous feelings, Fascinating.

What's terrible is that Zhizhi's hands are still making a fuss, rolling Song Yucheng's nipples round and round to tease him. It caused him to lean down straight and poke his bottom.

"Ah! Our family's carriage is so well made!"

Xiangniang's voice suddenly sounded, and Song Yucheng leaned back in panic, but this time he did not hit the carriage beam, but hit Zhizhi's hand.

"Hiss!"

"Zhizhi, are you okay!" Song Yucheng turned around and grabbed Zhizhi's hand.

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt, I knew you were going to be shocked again, I prepared it for you."

"You know you still—"

"What's wrong?" Xiangniang's voice interrupted the two of them, and opened the door The curtain came up, "Why does it hurt?"

"Mother, it's nothing." Zhizhi took Xiangniang's burden and put it away, and then said to Xiangniang: "Mother, sit down first, let's pack up our things. Come here, we'll set off together later."

Xiangniang saw that her second child was blushing like something, and she didn't understand what was going on, but Xiangniang knew that the second child was thin-skinned, so she naturally didn't point it out: "Okay, you guys go."