MTL - The Wife is First-Chapter 12 Waiting room

The above-mentioned Zhu batch font is slightly immature. It looks like this book has been around for some years. Mu Hanzhang turned the whole set of books one by one. It turned out that he had worked so hard since he was very young. It is no wonder that Jing Jing was able to defeat the Xiongnu in his teens and to seal the king ahead of the two emperors.

"Wang Hao, I went to ask my sister." Yun Zhuyu jumped in and walked in, smiling at the desk.

"What are you asking?" Mu Hanzhang looked at him with a smile, and put the book in his hand and put it back in place.

"The days before the bed was made by the lady, the wife of the month was twenty days, and the two mothers were four days each." Yunzhu couldn’t help but snicker when he thought of the sly expression. "The eight days are the side." The day of Mrs. Kwai Shui."

Mu Hanzhang looked at the thief who smiled at the thief, and shook his head helplessly, letting an unmarried girl say this kind of thing, really...

"But the prince went out to fight all the year round, and rarely stayed in Xiyuan in the government." Yunzhu was afraid that the Lord was uncomfortable and added a sentence.

"People are big, you know how much." Mu Hanzhang knocked on Yunzhu's head.

"Of course, my uncle said that I will be able to give my wife a couple of years," Yunzhu swayed his head proudly and took the booklet on the side. "Wang Hao has no problem with sunflower water. It is better to decide Wang Ye. On the 5th in Dongyuan, I will give them one day for the rest of the three days."

"Which line?" Mu Hanzhang laughed. If this is the case, I am afraid that the bad name of his good and bad will soon be heard. However, I think that the pain of the hole room is still awkward. If it is more than a month, It is too difficult to do this. Locking the eyebrows to open the peony flower book, the previous records are all in the same way that you actually heard it with Yunzhu. The book contains a piece of paper, which is written by Song’s charter. It roughly means that it is separated from the 15th of each month. Wang Ye is in Dongyuan, and in the second half of the month, the wife is nine days, and the two mothers are three days each.

"Which family's main room is not at least 18 days? The lady is really a good calculation." Yunzhu stood on the side and couldn't help but grin. In the past two years when his wife was in the house, his monthly money has never risen. The red envelope at the end of the year is less than one year. The couples she brought with her own place are full of fat, and the people in Wangfu are early. She is not satisfied.

Mu Hanzhang picked up his eyebrows. This arrangement was not bad for him. So he took the pen and used the powerful fonts on the flower book to copy the arrangement of the lady.

When Jingjing came back, it was already dark. I took a shower and washed away the sweat and mud. I changed it to a loose one.

"Wang Ye, Li Dayen is here again, and he responded to him according to what you said." After dinner, Mr. Yun came over and reported to Jingjing about the situation of today's visitors.

"I know." Jing Hao handled a few things and let Mr. Yun go down. Then stretched out and wanted to lie down on the bed.

"Wang Ye, just finished eating, will accumulate food." Mu Hanzhang stepped forward to pull him.

"Well? I am tired." Jing Hao was not happy. Today, I played a day, and my body was still sore.

Mu Hanzhang saw no expression on his face, but his eyes were full of dissatisfaction. Like the child who was forced to get up, he resisted the urge to reach out and touch his head. He took him to the soft collapse: "Here is here. It’s okay to eliminate food."

Jing Yan blinked, Jun Qing is concerned about him? As a result, the original unwillingness suddenly vanished, pulling his own Wang Hao together on the soft collapse: "Not a walk."

Mu Hanzhang laughed and sat up. Someone who hit the snake stick went to the other person's leg: "Jun Qing, you press me on the shoulder, it hurts very much."

"Chen is not a ring, not this." Mu Hanzhang said so, or put his hand on his shoulder.

When "嘶~" was pressed to a certain place, Jing Hao suddenly took a breath.

"Pain?" Mu Hanzhang was shocked. He didn't use his strength. How could he hurt him?

"Well, it may be green." Jing Yu said indiscriminately.

"Wang Ye went to practice martial arts today?" Mu Hanzhang frowned, opened some of his collar, just saw a large piece of bruise. As long as the appointment is taken with medicated oil to give him blood.

The warm, slender fingers touched the skin with the cool medicated oil. Jingjing couldn't help but hold his breath. When the hand was rubbed in the wound, I could imagine how the shape of the hand without the thin hand was good.

Jing Hao couldn't help but grab his other empty hand in front of him, reflecting the light, and the slender and beautiful hand looked flawless. You could see several inconspicuous cyan blood vessels through the skin of the jade. The roots are long and jade-like, and the nails are round and tidy. Put it in the palm of your hand and feel really like it, couldn't help but pull it to your lips and gently lick it.

"Wang Ye!" Mu Hanzhang was shocked and quickly shrank back.

"Jun Qing's hand is really beautiful." Jing Hao turned over and looked at him innocently.

Mu Hanzhang helpless, help him to get a good clothes: "Today Song's presiding over the feed, now is in mid-March, there are many things in the government, the minister thinks that she is willing to manage, it is better to let her manage for a few more days. ”

Jing Yan heard the frown, looked up at his expression, but saw that he was still a gentle face and could not see anything. When Song said these words at this time, he did not want to surrender his power. However, if she allowed her to continue to give in, the prestige of Jun Qing in the government would be greatly affected. He did not believe that such a smart person could not see come out. I couldn't help but sigh: "You are right, these should be done by you. If you are impatient, let Duofu handle it. I will let Song Lingxin give you the books of account tomorrow."

These two days have said so much, Junqing is still testing his attitude, Jing Hao feels a little tired, and now the rumors of his brutality have begun to spread in the capital, no one in this world is willing to believe him. Silently got up, Jing Hao did not look at the people who collapsed softly, took off his coat and climbed onto the bed.

"Wang Ye..." Mu Hanzhang looked at Jing Hao's back. He felt a little sore in his heart. He realized that he was hurt by his pretentious words. He rubbed his lips and went to bed, squatting his back. The arm of the person, "Wang Ye, Chen is not the meaning. To be accountable, you can only contact the account book of the year to let the minister look at it first. The recent account book will be handed over again next month. Otherwise, the minister is unfamiliar, and it will be a mess. ""

Facing the wall, don't talk...

Shake your arms, don't talk...

Mu Hanzhang went over and secretly looked at Jing's face. He saw the man with his eyes closed and screamed: "Hey? Are you listening to me?"

"I didn't hear it." Jing Hao turned to the side of the bed, but his body was so personal that he accidentally collapsed and accidentally buried his face in the pillow.

The person on the body couldn't help but scream and laughed out: "Then I will say it again. I will let them take the account books of previous years tomorrow, and let her hand over all the books on the first day of next month."

Jing Hao listened, and my heart was finally comfortable. A person turned over and pressed the person who pressed him back to the body.

"Wang... Wang Ye..." Mu Hanzhang didn't know how to suddenly become such awkward posture.

Jing Yan frowned and looked at the slight, thin, thin lips and bent over.

"Oh..." Mu Hanzhang's eyes widened. I didn't know how to react. I only felt that the soft and warm lips were printed on my own. It was just a touch of water, but it made him feel a long time.

"This is a punishment. I will talk to me later and say a penalty." Jing Hao smiled smugly.

"I..." Mu Hanzhang couldn't speak, so he had to look over him, but a handsome face was shy.

Jingjing looked at him like this. He only felt a move in his heart. He couldn't help but kiss him on his cheek. Then he followed his face and slid to his chin, biting his neck.

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang’s body couldn’t help but tremble, and his breathing quickly rose. “Wang Ye...Don’t...ah~”

Jing Hao had pulled away his robes, kissed the collarbone, heard the words, and took a bite on the beautiful collarbone: "Call me!"

"Well..." Mu Hanzhang heard that his body's breathing was getting thicker and he felt the change of his body at the root of his leg. He immediately stiffened his body. "Oh... don't..."

In his voice, he heard the fear. Jing Hao looked up at him and saw that his original blushing beauty became pale, and he could not help but sigh and rolled over and lay on the bed.

Mu Hanzhang licked his lips. As a wife, it was wrong to refuse the closeness of her husband. However, the experience of that night was too bad. Even if she knew it was wrong, she did not speak again, but she was close to the corner.

When the ring saw the time, it turned out the lights outside. The room suddenly darkened. The night ring was lightly and gently put in and put down the account, and quickly retired.

Jing Hao slowed himself for a while, and when the heat of his body faded, he reached out and put the still stiff body into the bed.

"I'm sorry..." Jing Hao heard the people around him whisper.

Hooked the lips in the darkness and took him to his arms: "Sleep, nothing."