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"Mother, mother!"
When Zhen yelled from the courtyard, Fu Rong sat on the couch and stitched Xu Jin's robe.
Seeing that Qiuhuo was gone, and August was about to arrive, Fu Rong had no choice but to pay attention to the war that was bound to come, and had no plan to stop Xu Jin from going out, so he could only prepare a winter robe for him as soon as possible. The two had no feelings in the previous life. The war came suddenly, and Fu Rong couldn’t even want to be courteous. In this life, she didn’t want to be courteous, but she really wanted to sew a set. With Xu Jin by her side, she could remind his wife at home that he was waiting Let's go back?
Hearing the excitement of her son, Fu Rong couldn't help laughing, and handed the robes sewn with two sleeves short of her hand to Mei Xiang, and she slowly dropped to the ground. Seeing that the little guy ran in, Fu Rong didn't go there anymore, smiling and asking him, "What is Zhen running?"
Zhen is sensible, afraid of bumping into her mother, so she stopped when she ran to her and raised her little hand to show her: "Peanuts, Ling Shou's family!"
Fu Rong lowered his head and saw that Little Fatty was holding three peanuts in his hands. The pale yellow peanut shells were clean, as if they had been washed.
Ling Shou then walked in and explained with a blushing face, "The peanuts are about to come out at home. My mother asked me to bring some for the princess and son to try. They were just dug out from the ground, and my mother and my sister washed them together The princess can eat raw or boiled."
The nanny next to him nodded towards Fu Rong and said with a smile: "The old slave has also helped. This new peanut is delicious."
The meaning in the words is that this peanut is credible. Ling Shou is a person next to the son. The prince is afraid that something will happen to him when he returns home. Every time he asks her and the guards to personally send Ling Shou home. Now that the princess is pregnant, this food is even more important. Mother was all watching, otherwise she would not dare to bring it back. To be cautious, she and the guards grabbed a few to eat on the way.
Fu Rong was quite relieved with the person Xu Jin arranged. He took the peanuts and peeled them. She and Zhen had two benevolences, one by one. After eating, he asked Zhen, "Is it delicious?"
Last time Ling Shou went home to visit relatives and brought back a basket of corns, Fu Rong let the kitchen cook and picked the tenderest ones for Zhen to eat. The little guy chewed his face full of corns, especially cute.
Zhen nodded, "It's delicious." After he finished speaking, he handed one to his mother. He kept one and peeled it with his head down.
Fu Rong touched his son's head, praised Ling Shou, and asked Mei Xiang to send the peanuts to the kitchen to cook the peanuts in salted water at night. When not married, every autumn harvest season, Zhuangzi would send fresh food to the house. Usually, he is used to eating big fish and meat. Fu Rongting likes to eat these coarse grains.
So Xu Jin came back in the evening and found a plate of boiled peanuts on the dinner table.
"Ling Shou's house!" Zhen knelt down beside his father, pointing to boiled peanuts and telling him.
Xu Jin squeezed a smile.
Before met Fu Rong, he really hadn't eaten this. Later, the two got married. In the autumn, Fu Rong asked Zhuangzi to bring it over. After eating it a few times, he liked it. Seeing that his son had eaten something he hadn't eaten when he was young, Xu Jin felt strange.
In the first half of his life, the son will be much happier than him, right? There is a mother who loves him, and a father who loves him. He has a more noble identity. Unlike him, he has to call the queen mother and the other princes in front of the father and the queen.
"Zhen opened his mouth." When his son is doing well, Xu Jin is in a good mood and handed a peanut kernel to his son's mouth.
The emperor father never fed him like this, but he fed his son.
Inexplicably rejoicing, after stripping Zhen several times, Xu Jin remembered his son and his mother, his heart moved, and he looked up.
Fu Rong looked at them with a gentle expression.
Zhen is really like Xu Jin, with the same forehead, the same phoenix eyes, sitting side by side, the big one peeling peanuts and the small one watching expectantly, the big one feeds her and the small one opens her mouth happily. Seeing Fu Rong feel soft.
"You eat too." Xu Jin handed over the newly peeled one.
Fu Rongxue opened his mouth to him like his son.
The family of three happily finished their meal and went to the yard to stroll around. After coaxing Zhen to fall asleep, Fu Rong Xu Jin returned to the room.
Fu Rong slept inside, lay down, with his head exposed outside, looking expectantly at the man who came after the bath with a pair of watery eyes.
Xu Jin only wore a pair of white trousers. The hairpin on his head had not been removed, so it was exposed from the neck to the waist. Fu Rong saw his broad and strong chest, narrow and pliable waist, and his right arm that stretched his muscles when he wiped it.
Xu Jin didn't expect his wife to be watching him. He threw the towel on the chair and turned his head, only to meet Fu Rong's "squinting" eyes.
Xu Jin was helpless and funny.
Since entering July, Fu Rong has become more and more sticky to him. He is more like a child than Zhen. When he comes back, she will move in front of him. Sometimes she sits beside him and sews clothes, sewing for a while, looking up. He glanced. Xu Jin was afraid that she would be tired and wouldn't let her bother. She refused to listen. She had to prepare a winter clothes for him, her eyes were serious and persistent when she spoke, and she thought that no one could detect it.
This is the day. In the evening, she used to be shy or pretended to be shy, and she didn't hesitate when she was in love. Now she is not ashamed. When the lamp blows, she takes the initiative to drill into his arms.
Xu Jin certainly knows what these changes are because of.
He also enjoyed it very much, whether it was the reluctance in her heart or the visible benefits to him, Xu Jin liked it very much.
"You think I'm good-looking again?" Xu Jin smiled and lay in her bed with a small lamp behind.
"The prince has always looked good." He stretched out his arms, and Fu Rong proficiently leaned against his shoulder and said against his chest.
Xu Jin deliberately said: "Nongnong has been getting better and better to me recently. He made clothes for me and talked sweetly. I always feel that something is wrong. Nongnong, tell me the truth, did you do something wrong? Are you afraid of being discovered by me?"
"No, the prince doesn't like it." Fu Rong lightly bit him on the shoulder, but didn't pretend to be angry and turned to him, still holding him, his little hand circling around his waist.
Xu Jin coughed, holding her hand and saying: "Go to sleep, you have a body, don't be tired."
Fu Rong nodded and closed his eyes.
The hands were honest, but the legs were resting on his legs, his knees slowly moved up, and when he met Xu Jin, he felt Xu Jin's peace, and Fu Rong pursed his lips and rubbed it unintentionally. Xu Jin immediately became uncomfortable, and Fu Rong was satisfied, and took back his leg to fake sleep soundly.
Xu Jin received Fu Rong's hint, pretending to be ignorant, and waiting patiently.
The man was like an elm bump, and Fu Rong didn't dare to look up at him, fearing that he would find out that she did it on purpose, so he obediently stayed for a while. This time she didn't use her legs anymore, she moved in Xu Jin's arms as if she was in an uncomfortable sleeping position, pressing against him with her thin pajamas in front of her, and moving her right hand down his waist like withdrawing...
Seeing that he was about to meet, Xu Jin suddenly turned around, turned his back to her, breathing smoothly.
Fu Rong bit his lips in annoyance. Is this man really a vegetarian?
But she thought.
I don't know if want to cherish the time get together because can't bear it, or just want to, anyway, Fu Rong just wants to be close to him.
The hint was unsuccessful, Fu Rong went out, pressed his face to him, and kissed his shoulder.
A moment, like a spring rain.
Xu Jin remained motionless.
Fu Rong didn't believe in evil, so he moved his hand to the front. This time Xu Jin didn't stop him anymore, and Fu Rong successfully met.
When met, understood, and he thought about it.
Fu Rong was relieved, his lips still tossing around him, and his hands were also playing playfully around him.
"Nong Nong..." Xu Jin quickly turned around and hugged her to kiss, "Just think?"
No matter how courage Fu Rong was, he didn't have the cheeky way to say it. He closed his eyes and ignored him, just wrapped his arms around.
Like the spring breeze and the spring rain, the wind gently blows the drizzle of rain, and wants to pass through it smoothly. The rain is densely woven into a gentle net. He is not allowed to go, and he wants to hug it all the time. As far as Fu Rong is concerned, Xu Jin now is the wind, she is reluctant to let him go, and does not want him to go...
"The prince, the prince..."
I don’t know if he is too happy or too scared and sad in his heart. Fu Rong cried lowly, not daring to say what he wanted, so he begged him when he retreated, "Master, don’t go..."
What will she do if he is gone, what will happen to him outside? She wants to always enjoy the endless love he has given. Zhen, who wants her, will always have her father feed them and play with them in the future. She wants to take care of the children and grow up with him and watch them get married. A lifetime is so long and so long, and she didn't meet him in the best years in her last life. She has finally been together in this life. She wants to live with him and walk the long road that she had no chance in her last life.
Tears grew more and more, and Fu Rong subconsciously wrapped him tightly, hugged him, and felt the alive him.
Seeing her wet face covered with tears, crying as if tonight is a farewell to death, as if there are only their mothers left in the house tomorrow, where Xu Jin is willing to go, slowly give her to her, softly coax her: "Dong Nong Don't cry, I won't go anywhere, I'll be by your side for the rest of my life, don't cry, I won't go anywhere..."
Fu Rong was immersed in his own sadness. He didn't hear what he said. He just hugged him, and the prince and prince kept shouting.
The cry finally stopped, and Fu Rong shrank gently in his arms.
Xu Jin gently wiped her tears and sweat, "Why crying like this? I thought you were uncomfortable."
Fu Rong vented. Thinking back to the scene just now, he felt embarrassed, how embarrassed to tell the truth, and sent it to his arms.
Xu Jin chuckled, pulling away her long hair and biting her ear: "Is it because I'm too good?"
Fu Rong hugged his head and bit his thick cowhide face.
Xu Jin obediently bit her, and when she bit his mouth, he opened it and waited for her to come.
Fu Rong felt it, smiling silently, and deliberately went to his chin. Before he had time to be proud, he was chased down.
The autumn wind blows tirelessly outside the window, and the mandarin ducks sleep in the house.
On the ninth day of August, the Shaanxi border eight hundred miles plus an emergency report, Suzhou Wei, Ganzhou Five Wei, and Liangzhou Wei first line were simultaneously attacked by Hu people. 166 Reading Network