When Liu Qi returned to the mansion, Liu Fu and his son had already prepared everything. The father and son did not disturb him and went back early to enjoy the family happiness.
The lights in the room were on, and a slender and enchanting figure was reflected in the window. Liu Qi took a deep breath and suddenly felt relaxed.
Although Du Ling'er was once a tool of the Cai family, when he returned here, the lights of swords and shadows outside seemed to be isolated.
Men, after all, need a gentle harbor to release their tired hearts.
It was already dark now, and Du Ling'er was also waiting anxiously in the room. From the moment Liu Qi set off for the expedition, she was full of concern.
The news of the war in Nanyang surprised and delighted her. When she heard that Liu Qi had returned triumphantly today, her heart was as strong as a deer's, and she had been dancing all day.
At this time, she was sitting at the table, staring blankly at the letter in front of her. It was the secret letter sent by Zhao Fan half a month ago.
The Cai family was eliminated, and all the party members were basically wiped out. She was the only one who remained in the house. She knew that this was Liu Qi's special kindness.
She was just a singer who followed orders. She didn't know about family disputes, let alone national affairs. However, when Zhao Fan inquired about the war in Nanyang and thought of fighting, she knew that this was wrong.
When she was thinking wildly, the door opened slightly, her delicate body trembled, and she looked up to see that familiar yet unfamiliar face.
After experiencing a big battle, Liu Qi appeared more mature and steady, the sickly childishness on his face disappeared, replaced by confidence and calmness.
"General...general!"
Du Ling'er didn't know why, but she couldn't help herself. She knelt on the ground with a plop and started sobbing softly.
"It's better to call Da Lang!" Liu Qi stepped forward to help the beauty up, wiped her tears, and said softly: "Do you miss me, my master?"
Du Ling'er felt her breathing gradually getting heavier, and her pretty face turned red immediately: "Da Lang, I will wait for you to change your clothes."
"Don't worry yet!" Liu Qi sat on the bed holding the beauty in his arms, moving up and down, greedily sniffing the fragrance on his neck, and said with emotion: "It is indeed easier for people to fall in love in the gentle land."
Du Ling'er felt hot all over, struggled to take the secret letter from the table, bit her red lips, her big black and white eyes were full of anxiety, and said softly: "Da Lang, you have read this first... Maybe the slave family is not lucky enough to accompany you. is you."
"Oh?" Liu Qi lay on the bed and opened the letter, only to find out that Cao Cao secretly contacted Zhao Fan to start trouble and wanted to cause trouble behind the scenes, and Zhao Ling'er actually had a share of the credit.
"Yes, it seems you have really figured it out!"
Liu Qi glanced at it, and in Zhao Ling'er's anxious and nervous eyes, he threw the letter aside, put his hand on his waist, and said with a smile: "But it's rare that I have free time today, so I won't talk about business."
Zhao Ling'er was moved and happy, so she lay on Liu Qi's body. Her soft and graceful body squirmed and said in a charming voice: "Da Lang really doesn't blame the slave family?"
Liu Qi's big hands also grasped the key points of his daughter's house and said with a smile: "Not only do you have no faults, you also have merit. I will reward you well."
After this incident, the barrier between the two was completely eliminated, and they opened their hearts to each other honestly.
Zhao Ling'er was originally a singer, so she naturally understood the fun of it, and said, "The slave family is willing to give everything they have to the young master."
Liu Qi leaned into her ear and whispered softly: "Before, I acted in a hurry and never experienced the joys of the world. Today, you and I are slowly becoming gentle. I will let you enjoy the true joy of men and women!"
"You...you can do that too?" Du Ling'er froze when she heard this.
She had never seen Liu Qi come into contact with other women, and he was bedridden due to illness, but when she heard him speak, he sounded like a prostitute.
Liu Qi's hand reached nowhere, causing Du Ling'er to let out a sweet cry and said with a smile: "Then let's learn from each other!"
"Hey, let's take a bath first!" Du Ling'er buried her head on Liu Qi's chest and beat it gently.
"That's what I meant!" Liu Qi got up from the bed, picked up Du Ling'er by the waist, and walked straight to the bathroom next door.
After two days of rushing on the road and another day of flattery, he was covered in sweat and stinking. Liu Qi also wanted to relax.
Because Liu Qi was ill, he often took baths in medicinal soup. The bathroom was as elegant as the bedroom, with mahogany floors, a huge white marble bathtub, surrounded by emeralds, and filled with hot steam.
Because the medicine needs to be boiled and soaked, the water can be heated and added outside, so it is no problem to soak it for a whole day. At this time, it becomes the best mandarin duck pool.
The shy beauty was placed by the pool, with half of her skirt soaked by the water, making her look even more shy and charming.
Liu Qi squatted down, raised his hand to pull up his collar, and took off his outer clothes.
Du Ling'er finally reacted and said hurriedly: "Da Lang, I'm here to help you..."
"Don't move!" Liu Qi held down his bare hands, took off the outermost gauze, and chuckled, "You don't understand, this is the process that men enjoy the most."
Snow-white toes stepped on the rosewood steps, and the milky white gauze fell to the ground, wrapping the jade feet, and the pink toes were looming.
The light shirts fell off one by one, and there were not many summer clothes. Before Liu Qi finished enjoying it, only a red bellyband was left.
Du Ling'er's whole body was red, even though she had gone through many trainings, but under Liu Qi's provocative actions, she couldn't help it any longer, and got into the bath with a sweet cry.
Liu Qi sighed, sat in the mist, and said with a smile: "Now it's your turn to undress me."
Du Ling'er bit her red lips with her teeth and raised her hand to slowly unbutton Liu Qi's clothes.
After taking off his clothes, Liu Qi jumped into the pool. The hot water of a suitable temperature soaked his whole body. Liu Qi let out a long breath and floated on it like a dead fish.
Du Ling'er was so frightened that she retreated to the side, watched carefully through the mist, and hesitated for a moment before slowly walking over.
The skin as white as jade is covered with water drops, and there is a blush on the body due to shyness, and the slender and tight legs are full of elasticity.
The water wave gently pushed away, and a pool full of hair floated over, fluttering in front of Liu Qi, just like the two of them were excited at the moment.
Du Ling'er glanced at Liu Qi angrily. After a brief moment of shyness, she finally relaxed and leaned over to bite her red lips. When she saw Liu Qi stretching out his hand, he hid back.
When he turned around, he took off his bellyband and was as naked as an eel. He threw the bellyband over to block Liu Qi's sight, and suddenly dived into the pool, leaving only a string of water splashes.
By the time Liu Qi caught the bellyband, the fish was already at his feet, and he was lost in the mist.
After an unknown amount of time, the two of them cuddled up and returned to the bedroom. Under the light, the perfect curves glowed with a faint brilliance. Liu Qi watched them calmly, brewing the next storm.
"Dalang, when dealing with Zhao Fan in the future, can you let my godmother go?" In the silence, Zhao Ling'er spoke quietly again.
Liu Qi frowned slightly: "Didn't Mrs. Cai commit suicide?"
"It's not Mrs. Cai!" Zhao Ling'er half-snuggling into Liu Qi's arms said quietly, "My real godmother is in Guiyang. She is Zhao Fan's sister-in-law. Her name is... Mrs. Feng."
