Uncle Rong quietly came to the window under the attention of all the maids. Only then did he remember that the windows in his courtyard were not made of glass like Sister Feng's main house. These days, very few people are so luxurious as to use glass for doors and windows. Although Ningguo Mansion is more luxurious than outside, there are few large glass objects, let alone glass windows.
The white screen window is blocked, so you can't see anything inside.
Uncle Rong looked back sadly, only to see the girl Que'er snickering there. "How about Que'er calling the door for the uncle and asking the little maid inside to let him in?"
How could I do such a thing. Uncle Rong pouted and was about to go to the next room. Just when I heard the sound of the door opening in the main room, the maids rushed out through the door with water in their hands.
He glared at Que'er, raised his head and entered the main room. After passing through the curtain of the outer room, he saw Qin Keqing sitting in front of the dressing table in the inner bedroom, and Rui Zhuozhu was arranging her hair.
Qin Keqing, who was wearing pajamas, saw Jia Rong come in and said leisurely: "I thought the uncle was caught by someone outside today and will never come back."
Sour smell, the sour smell of vinegar filling the room.
"Nothing, just a few glasses of wine to Uncle Feng's family in the outer city." Uncle Rong stepped forward, asked Rui Zhuzhu to move away, and naturally dressed up Ke Qing. "With such a beautiful daughter-in-law in the house, even if something big happens, I can't bear to come back."
"really?"
Jia Rong saw the shy smile on Qin Keqing's face and knew that the matter was over for the time being. But this was not enough, he pulled up a stool and sat down next to Ke Qing. He said: "Of course, if you don't believe it, you can smell the clothes on my body. Except for the smell of wine, it is the original incense."
"I don't listen to you. If you really want to fool me, it's very simple. Just go to the second aunt of Xifu and ask the little maid in her room to smoke your clothes, and no one will find anything." Qin Keqing He chuckled softly.
Brother Rong was really surprised that his wife had guessed half of it right. Not only did he go to Sister Feng's yard to smoke his clothes, but he also got a little intimate with Sister Feng on the way. For a moment, apologies welled up in her heart, and she stood up and gently helped Ke Qing put her hair up.
Qin Keqing enjoyed the way she was now, watching her hair being tied up under the uncle's hands. She turned around and leaned in the uncle's arms, listening quietly to Uncle Rong's heartbeat with her ears tilted.
Dong-dong-dong...the strong and powerful sound made Qin Keqing fascinated.
My wife must be exhausted these days. To put it bluntly, she is still just a girl who is not even twenty years old, and has no experience in managing a house in the past.
In the past two months, Mrs. Youshi has slowly given her the power of housekeeper of the inner house. Faced with so many women and maids and various things, the pressure is not small.
Jia Rong gently held Ke Qing in her arms, feeling a little guilty in her heart. He whispered: "In the future, you can ask Ruizhu and the others to arrange things in the inner house. Even Sister Feng has Ping'er as her assistant, so you don't have to do it yourself. If there are those who are disobedient, you don't have to look at the favor of others. You will be punished as you please."
Qin Keqing nodded slightly and lay softly on his chest.
Not long after, Keqing fell asleep in his arms. Uncle Rong was a little helpless. Although he drank some wine and had some fun in the car today, he was already horny. But he was reluctant to wake up Keqing, so he gently put her on the bed and carefully covered his wife with a quilt.
Uncle Rong went to the outhouse to ask Rui Zhuozhu about the situation in the inner house these days. He was relieved when he heard that nothing happened in the inner house and that it was just trivial matters.
He got on the bed in the inner room, tiptoed and lay down next to Keqing, quietly looking at such a beautiful woman under the candlelight in the inner bedroom. Although she had just taken a bath and had no makeup on her face, she still looked really beautiful and beautiful.
Uncle Rong moved closer and secretly kissed the white and tender face.
If Ke Qing, who was sleeping, felt something, he turned sideways and found Uncle Rong's shoulder, leaned on it, and put a thin hand around the uncle's waist. This made Jia Rong so worried that her anger started to rise after she had calmed down.
As time goes by, you can clearly feel it getting hotter and hotter. This can't go on like this! Jia Rong thought about getting out of bed and going to the next bedroom to sleep.
Keqing, who was asleep, accidentally picked up something...
He suddenly opened his eyes and woke up. The two looked at each other, both a little embarrassed.
Brother Rong took Ke Qing's hand off and said, "If you're sleepy, just sleep peacefully."
Qin Keqing blushed and shook her head. Her long eyelashes trembled twice and she said softly: "Uncle, can you give me a hug?"
Is this girl trying to seduce herself?
Uncle Rong has one head and two heads.
Although she is his wife, Brother Rong is still worried that Keqing is too tired and doesn't want her to stay up late. He thought shamelessly, after all, it wouldn't be so easy to stop after something happened.
Jia Rong was in a dilemma at this time and whispered: "I will hold you gently."
Qin Keqing's red lips parted slightly and she hummed. The face is as shy as the brilliance of the sunset in the evening, beautiful and charming. She closed her eyes gently, her long eyelashes fluttering as if waiting for something.
But after waiting for a long time, the uncle did not move. Qin Keqing thought to herself, as the uncle's wife, how could she let the uncle endure such pain? Wouldn't it be a violation of ethics?
He took the initiative to touch her thoughtfully, and said with a blushing face, "I am the uncle's wife."
This highly suggestive sentence suddenly shattered the strong wall that Uncle Rong had built in his heart.
Why do you still worry so much? The fire in Brother Rong's heart suddenly surged out, and he pulled his wife into his arms, only feeling Qin Keqing tremble slightly.
Uncle Rong chuckled.
Qin Keqing suddenly felt as if his energy had been drained from his body, his face was as hot as fire, and his whole body was numb. The little mouth opened slightly and said softly: "Please have mercy on Ke'er."
Hearing this soft whisper, Jia Rong felt his blood boiling, as if someone had opened up the Ren and Du meridians. It's like in a martial arts novel where he absorbed the inner strength of the masters of the eight sects for a while, and felt like he had endless strength all over his body.
Keqing gently touched Jia Rong's face and whispered, "Uncle."
"..."
No more words are needed at this point.
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Uncle Rong was extremely happy to have a wife like this, and he couldn't bear to let go of her little hand. He then heard Qin Keqing say: "If it comes to Ke'er's Sunflower Day, if the uncle has that need, Ruizhu and the others in the courtyard will also be willing."
This is a conflict between two cognitions. In Qin Keqing's cognition, men are the god of the family, and they must not wrong the uncle in this matter.
Uncle Rong also understood what she meant and didn't say anything more about matching Ruizhu and the others in the future. He just joked: "You haven't given birth to an heir for Ning Guo Mansion, and you are thinking of finding someone to share the burden?"
