Seeing that it was Yang Ruoqing, he seemed to hum a few words vaguely and greeted her, then returned to the bathroom.
Yang Ruoqing went straight to the vertical wardrobe by the wall, opened the door and found Luo Fengtang a change of clothes inside and outside to prepare by the bed, and then came to the bathroom.
At this time, he had finished washing, went to the toilet and buried his head with his back to her, arranging something with his hands.
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and snickered, turning sideways.
It suddenly occurred to me that I had watched a certain movie in the Young and Dangerous series. Causeway Bay was the leader, and Hongxing's double-bonus stick Chen Haonan was injured on a mission. He had difficulty moving. When he went to the toilet, his girlfriend was holding him up. Sometimes I need to lend a hand to help...
When they were young, Ekin Cheng and Gigi Lai were handsome and pretty, and even the scenes of helping niaoniao were so interesting that people would remember them for many years after watching them.
Luo Fengtang is not inferior to Ekin Cheng in terms of figure or appearance.
The temperament is cold, majestic and dignified from the very core.
Yang Ruoqing accidentally turned her head and saw herself in the bronze mirror. Oh my god, where did this nympho come from?
This look is like a wolf and a tiger, it's really scary.
Luo Fengtang had already tidied up his clothes and came back here to wash his hands.
He couldn't help but smile when he saw her blowing her beard and glaring at him in the bronze mirror as if making a face.
"What are you playing at?" he asked.
Yang Ruoqing's eyes moved from the nympho in the mirror to Luo Fengtang and said, "I am condemning the other self in the mirror with my eyes."
"Oh?" Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows, looked at her in the bronze mirror, and asked, "Why do you want to condemn?"
Yang Ruoqing looked angry, "Because she is a gangster and a nymphomaniac, and she actually peeked at her man niaoniao."
Luo Fengtang didn't fully understand it at first.
When Caritas came over and found out what she meant and what had happened without his knowledge, he couldn't laugh or cry.
He rubbed the top of her hair again, "What a fool!"
"I'm all yours. If you want to see it, just do it openly. There's no need to hide." He went on to say.
"Hey~"
Yang Ruoqing couldn't describe her embarrassment, so she could only pronounce this monosyllable to ease the social death scene.
He grabbed the back of her head and leaned over to look into her eyes. His scorching gaze was like fire, burning her whole body.
"Well, I want to take a bath now, how about inviting you to stay and watch?"
"Hey!"
Yang Ruoqing was really stimulated by his provocative tone. She opened his hand and escaped from his shackles. What's more, she even sang something similar to Peking Opera.
She jumped out of the bathroom door like a desperate rabbit. Turning around, she saw him holding the dressing table with both hands, his slender legs crossed and stretched out casually. He was turning his face to look at her with a smile, admiring her. Such embarrassment.
"Luo Fengtang, I am a gangster, you are an even bigger gangster, and we are nothing compared to the big one." She said with a blush.
Luo Fengtang's eyebrows were slightly raised, his face was innocent, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down. This damn charm was really irresistible.
Yang Ruoqing went directly to help him close the door of the bathroom, and said viciously: "Hurry up and take a shower. After you take a shower, go back to bed and catch up on your sleep. You are not allowed to go anywhere this morning!"
His hearty and joyful laughter sounded from the other side of the door, along with his words: "As you command, my dear wife!"
This morning, Luo Fengtang really didn't go anywhere. He ate a few bites of breakfast and went to bed to sleep.
With several layers of curtains down, even if Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian were feeding the two boys goat milk, they would not be embarrassed by each other.
As for Zheng Xiaoqin, she came over after noon, and Luo Fengtang must have gotten up by then.
…
After taking care of the children, Yang Ruoqing and Wang Cuilian took the two children to the front room to warm themselves by the fire and play.
Blacksmith Luo was repairing his boats and fishing nets in the yard. Taking advantage of the bright sun, he hung the fishing nets on long bamboo poles in the yard to dry.
Wang Cuilian poked her head around and came back and said to Yang Ruoqing: "Fortunately, it is a very cold day and there are no flies or mosquitoes to be found. Otherwise, once those fishing nets are dried in the yard, flies and mosquitoes from ten miles and eight villages will come smelling them. "
Yang Ruoqing laughed when she heard this: "Auntie, just follow uncle. He doesn't have many hobbies. It's rare that he likes to clean up those things."
If the fishing net is broken, you can buy a new one.
But blacksmith Luo couldn't bear it and insisted on mending it himself. The same was true for the boat. The thief cherished his things.
This kind of diligent and thrifty character is based on the hardships suffered in the early years, so it is engraved into the gene. We will always be prepared for danger in times of peace, adhering to the principle of not wasting anything that can be used.
The mother-in-law and daughter-in-law walked back and forth in the main room with the child in their arms. After a while, they carried the child to the window and went to the door to look at the sky.
At this time, blacksmith Luo, who was sitting in the corner sewing fishing nets and hammering nails around the small fish boats, would whistle toward Tuan Tuanyuan to attract the children's attention, and tease them from a distance across the road. them.
The two children were also attracted by the tapping sound of the small hammer in Blacksmith Luo's hand, and they opened their eyes hard to find the source of the sound.
Especially the younger brother Yuanyuan, who was still very energetic when watching all this. The young hands hidden in the sleeves of the little cotton-padded jacket were tightly clenched into small fists. When he saw the excitement, he waved his small arms twice.
Wang Cuilian was happy and said, "Yes, Yuanyuan will learn to blacksmith from Grandpa when she grows up."
Yang Ruoqing also said with a smile: "There will be successors to our family's business."
Wang Cuilian said again: "Let's forget it. We Yuanyuan want to study, practice martial arts, and be a promising person, but we can't learn to blacksmith."
Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, "With three hundred and sixty lines, there is nothing wrong with being the number one scholar. There is nothing wrong with blacksmithing..."
As she spoke, she winked at Wang Cuilian.
But Wang Cuilian didn't notice.
He was still teasing Yuanyuan, telling her that she should learn from Brother Chen'er and Brother Dazhi in the future, and become a promising person, with both civil and military skills and so on...
Then, Blacksmith Luo here glared at Wang Cuilian, who was blowing his beard, "Look what you said? What's wrong with blacksmithing? Is blacksmithing a shame or being shorter than others?"
"Yuanyuan, my old man, I was the one who made it big, and I still look down on the blacksmiths, hum! Yuanyuan, my dear grandson, don't listen to your grandma's nonsense, it will be a waste if you don't work hard!"
When Wang Cuilian saw Blacksmith Luo arguing with her seriously, she realized that her previous words had accidentally offended this 'old kid'.
Wang Cuilian didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She explained to Blacksmith Luo while walking around holding Yuanyuan in her arms.
Yang Ruoqing was there to smooth things over. Of course, Blacksmith Luo was not really angry at all, and the yard was filled with joy.
In the yard of Yang Huazhong's house separated by a wall, Yang Huazhong's surprised voice suddenly came: "Feng'er? Fuwa? Oh, my dear, come quickly, Da'an and the others are back!"
