The room was so quiet that only the breathing of two people could be heard. Slowly, slowly, a charming aura was exuded in the dim light.
After all, Qin Keqing's small hands could not withstand Uncle Rong's big hands, which were as warm as the sun and wanted to melt her.
The buckles are untied quietly one by one.
The snow-white shoulders were exposed to the air, and the jumping light in the room caressed the weak shoulders. One of them passed by her chin and stopped at her collarbone.
It looks like a crescent moon, or a deep pool formed by a waterfall under a steep cliff. It is very beautiful.
Uncle Rong curiously stretched out his index finger and lightly scratched her collarbone.
Qin Keqing couldn't help but raise her shoulders, her whole body couldn't help but tremble, and the depression on her collarbone became deeper. She even had a warm feeling of holding back urine, and her hands and feet were tense. I was looking at the uncle affectionately at first, but now I was too embarrassed to look at the uncle's face again.
"Uncle, stop teasing Ke'er."
Qin Keqing bit her lower lip lightly, and her elegant chin drew a perfect arc. The white teeth fell on the pink and thin lips, making a coquettish and angry expression.
It's so tempting.
Uncle Rong only glanced at it and almost became unsettled. After giving birth to a child, Keqing became more charming than before. Xu Shi is one year older and has experienced many things in Ningguo Mansion.
Today, Qin Keqing is more mature, and has more of the charm and beauty of a mature woman than before.
Uncle Rong pinched her chin, smiled, and moistened her lips.
When he let go, he found that Ke Qing had turned around and shrank into his arms. Keqing buried her head against Uncle Rong's chest, listening to the uncle's strong heartbeat.
That was her man's heartbeat, her man's smell. Qin Keqing is a woman, a normal woman. Counting from the time she got pregnant, she and Uncle Rong haven't been together like they are today for a full year.
Women are mostly emotional and need care. The same goes for hers. She got pregnant this year, and my uncle went to Jiangnan this year. During this period, she spent many days and nights thinking about her uncle, and how many days and nights she thought about having a peaceful sleep in his arms.
In other words, a deeper level of communication, an intimate communication. She is the daughter-in-law of Uncle Rong's matchmaker, and these are all matters of nature.
"Uncle, can you hug Ke'er tightly?"
Qin Keqing felt the pressure from behind gradually increasing, and she felt at ease and contented just now. However, the more this happened, the more worried she became. Ke Qing said: "Master, do you think Ke'er is fat?"
Uncle Rong smiled and replied: "It's just right, it has a little bit of meat."
"Really?" Qin Keqing felt happy. She often worried that after giving birth, her figure would be out of shape and she would no longer be liked by her uncle. Listening to the uncle's words, she felt that even if the uncle was lying to her, she would be satisfied and happy.
"Ke'er actually asked like this. You need to do some research to find out whether you are fat or thin. If you are fat, how much fatter." Uncle Rong held Ke Qing up with his hands and looked at each other face to face. The bad guy chuckled and slipped in to explore.
Explore carefully.
Qin Keqing thought of a word - wandering.
With a squeak, she lay on Uncle Rong's body, but she couldn't straighten up even though she heard the squeak. The strange feeling became stronger and stronger, and I couldn't help but reach out and hug Uncle Rong's waist tightly. He shrugged his shoulders a few times, and the silk clothes and brocade robes were rubbed, and the fabrics made a hissing and rustling sound.
There was a bang, and Ke Qing felt a fresh chill all over her body. It turned out that the last button of her clothes had been ripped open.
Listening to Uncle Rong's laughter.
"Why are you wearing these clothes inside? This time is not suitable for wearing them for a long time."
Seeing Uncle Rong caringly pulling something out of her body, Keqing felt even more ashamed. She whispered: "Calculating that the uncle will come back in the next few days, Ke'er has been dressing up and waiting for the uncle."
"What if I just fall asleep like this today, wouldn't it be a waste of Ke'er's preparation?"
The little underwear is light-colored, and the material is very soft and comfortable. It feels a bit like a previous life. Brother Rong laughed, this girl's silly behavior was really touching.
Qin Keqing said: "I heard that these clothes were brought from heaven by my uncle. The Xue family's clothing store in Jinling also has a share in our Ningguo Mansion. Naturally, Ke'er will support it."
Jia Rong chuckled softly, held Ke Qing's head to help her up, and asked Wu, "How does Ke'er feel wearing this dress?"
Ke Qing thought for a moment, lowered her head shyly and did not dare to look directly at Uncle Rong, and replied: "I feel a little bloated and a little stuffy."
"That must be because the clothes are too small." Jia Rong laughed and looked at Keqing. Seeing her appearance, he suddenly thought of something and said with a smile: "Ke'er just gave birth to my son not long ago. It's better not to wear these clothes recently. It's not good for Ke'er's health."
Qin Keqing asked in confusion: "Why? I heard them say that the clothes can keep you straight."
Uncle Rong laughed loudly after hearing this, reached over and said with a smile: "That's not enough. Didn't the grandma in the palace tell Ke'er that there would be a feeling of swelling during this period? You are always squeezing like this, squeezing It’s a small thing when something goes wrong, it’s when depression causes illness that it becomes bad.”
Ke Qing hummed and murmured: "Ke'er is feeling a little hot now."
Uncle Rong has always been kind-hearted. Wang Xifeng has verified this, and now Qin Keqing has verified it again.
Xiaoque'er, who had hurried back outside, saw the scene in the inner room and stood there completely dumbfounded. I couldn't help but look down at myself, feeling discouraged. It turned out that the uncle had such a hobby.
Sorrow, the sorrow of rising and rising, the sorrow of poverty and poverty.
After glancing at the uncle and grandma in the room, the little girl ran out, secretly thinking that she had to ask Han Xiangling to boil more hot water.
"Thank you, uncle." Qin Keqing's face was rosy, and she felt even more ashamed when she saw the mess on the curtain.
This appearance, in the eyes of Uncle Rong, makes her look more and more endearing. He smiled and pouted, "Ke'er wants to try it too."
There was a lot of fun in the room, and when it was quiet again, Qin Keqing held her stomach and said embarrassedly: "Master, don't look at it."
Uncle Rong gently pulled her up and said comfortingly: "What are you afraid of? There are just a few inconspicuous marks. This is the greatest proof that Ke'er is a mother."
Pregnancy in ten months is not only difficult, but it is also often accompanied by many sequelae after delivery. Even though Ningguo Mansion is already a wealthy and powerful family with resources and conveniences that many people don't have, it still cannot escape the physical condition.
Jia Rong gently took away Qin Keqing's little hand and looked at the unobvious stretch marks on her belly. White stretch marks, like twisted folds, suddenly appeared on the originally flawless abdomen. Although it's not much, it's certainly not pretty.
But it is definitely great, no matter who is born, it is a symbol of extraordinary. Definitely not ugly, it has another kind of beauty, great beauty. Of course, this does not mean that those who do not have stretch marks during pregnancy are not great, but Uncle Rong feels that the appearance of stretch marks should not be the reason why men hate their wives.
He gently slid his fingers over the strips, and there was an uneven feeling, as if a small piece was missing beneath the surface. He gently put his palm up to feel it, but heard a soft cry coming from Keqing.
Uncle Rong took her into his arms and held her tightly. At this time, he didn’t need to think about how to use it. He immediately showed his basic skills as a scumbag and said with relief: "Ke'er is beautiful at all times. No matter what Ke'er becomes, he is still the most beautiful Ke'er. And this is Ke'er." The meritorious service it has paid for Ning Guo Mansion and the uncle proves that the significance of its existence is definitely more important than the addition of a child to Ning Guo Mansion."
"Uncle, you are making nonsense." Qin Keqing scolded.
Uncle Rong still held the uneven stretch marks and continued to say softly: "Ke'er also said that after half a month, the marks will gradually become less obvious. What are you worried about? Even if you have this pattern for a lifetime, No need, even if the pattern is a hundred times a thousand times more than it is now, Kerr is still the best wife in my heart, the most beloved wife."
"real?"
"real."
Uncle Rong felt that action at this moment was the best way to prove it. He sipped Keqing's lips, then lowered his head and sipped lightly on the stretch marks that Keqing felt were ugly.
Tears flowed more heavily from the corners of Qin Keqing's eyes. They are tears of emotion and tears of happiness. I felt the gentleness and warmth spread from the surface of my skin to my internal organs again, as if there was a warm current passing through my whole body, and I couldn't help but grab the curtain with my hands.
A strange feeling surged down from my lower abdomen.
Qin Keqing quickly called out: "Uncle."
When the little bird came back, she was blushing and didn't dare to go in. She secretly stood behind the curtain and listened to the noise. Occasionally, I poked the curtain with my finger and peeked in through the gap between the curtain and the door.
Take a look, panic, and feel even more uncomfortable.
The little bird put her knees together and occasionally twisted her body. A strange feeling coming from certain places came to Xiaoque'er's heart, making her want to leave, but she couldn't help but continue to eavesdrop and peek.
The more I listened, the more uncomfortable I became.
Finally, the little Queer gritted his teeth and walked out of the house, closed the door, and went to the place where the water was boiled to change the Xiangling. And she, looking at the burning stove, took out a small sachet from her body.
He said to himself: "It seems that uncle will have to make up for it again tomorrow."
I found the stove, found water, and searched around the kitchen to find other ingredients.
Early the next morning, the little bird got up in a hurry and went to the kitchen.
Jia Rong felt very depressed, thinking that this little girl had underestimated his ability, so she took so much supplements all night. My basic skills are very solid.
Little Que'er pouted and said, "My uncle and grandma have been working hard all night. Seeing as grandma hasn't woken up yet, I'd better eat this bowl. Just treat it as noon. After eating, go to the Yamen for duty."
I can still stand up to the sky early in the morning. This is also the basic skill of a scumbag. There is no need for this supplement.
"Don't think about these things in the future, and just serve your grandma attentively." Uncle Rong gave Xiao Que'er a white look, asked Xiang Ling to tidy up her clothes, and went to the ancestral hall after finding a letter.
In the clean room on the west side.
Jia Rong quietly looked at the man who was meditating with his eyes closed, and called softly: "Rong'er has a letter in her hand. She wants the master to find two reliable people to send it to Heishan Village."
"What's going on?" Jia Jing asked calmly.
"It's nothing important. It's just that it's not appropriate for outsiders to take over this letter, for fear of leaking it in the middle." Jia Rong replied calmly and put the letter on the table next to the plate.
Jia Jing opened his eyes and looked at Jia Rong. His eyebrows furrowed slightly, he took the letter from the desk and asked, "Have Lai Sheng and the others arrived at Heishan Village by now?"
"Already arrived."
After hearing this, Jia Jing nodded, picked up the letter in his hand and walked to the smoker. He lifted the smoker, opened the stove lid and threw the whole letter in. The envelope paper touched the hot charcoal ashes and immediately burst into flames.
The firelight shined from the incense burner and hit Brother Rong's face. He narrowed his eyes and asked, "Master, what are you doing?"
Jia Jing turned around, stared at Jia Rong, and said, "Why should we pretend between our grandparents?"
"Rong'er doesn't understand what the master is talking about." Jia Rong pretended to be dumbfounded.
Is Jia Jing going to have a showdown with himself?
"The real letter must have been sent to Heishan Village early yesterday morning." Jia Jing chuckled and laughed at himself: "I didn't expect Rong'er to not even trust me."
Jia Rong said: "I feel that my master has never trusted Ronger."
Jia Jing was surprised and sat back on the tuanfu. Holding a fly whisk in his hand, he really looks like a Taoist seeking immortality. He said seriously: "Rong'er is the head of the Ningguo Mansion, how can I harm you?"
Jia Rong nodded and said slowly: "Some people are willing to sacrifice everything for the glory of the family; some people sacrifice everything for their personal ideals and ambitions, including the glory of the family; and some people are willing to sacrifice the family or even the family for their own selfish desires. Kidnap everyone. Which one will your master be?"
"I'm just me." Jia Jing said calmly. "I will never do anything to harm my children and grandchildren."
"Yeah?"
Jia Jing chuckled and slapped Jia Rong in the face. He nodded with satisfaction, then slowly shook his head, and said with a smile: "Rong'er is fine everywhere, but she is too suspicious. I hide some things from you, but I don't want you to get involved too early. Our family is doing well now, isn't it? ? If you advance, you can restore the former glory of the Duke's palace, and if you retreat, you can preserve your current family business."
Jia Rong asked: "What is the purpose of the Grand Master? The pamphlet received by King Beijing, the chaos in Zhungeer, the court's seclusion policy, etc., what exactly is the Grand Master going to do?"
"I arranged the things in Shui Rong's house, Zhun Geer and the policy of seclusion... Ronger thinks your grandpa can be so capable and still hide in a clean room?" Jia Jing smiled bitterly, "Rong'er once By sending the booklet, isn't it also to find out my identity? Now giving that thing to the most suitable person will be of use. "
"Is this really the case?" Jia Rong asked herself.
Jia Jingqia suddenly said: "Rong'er, you should ask yourself first, what do you want? If you just want to protect Ningguo Mansion, then don't cause trouble again in the future, and be your water conservancy envoy honestly. No need. Go and take care of the affairs in the palace, even if Yuanchun falls out of favor in the future, even if Yuanchun violates the taboos in the palace, it will be difficult to find someone to blame in our Ningguo Mansion."
"It seems that in just two or three years, the Grand Master has rescued the Ningguo Mansion from chaos." Jia Rong slightly pointed out, "It's just a pity for Zhang Hongchen and Baoyu. I heard that Zhang Hongchen was assassinated a few days ago. A lot of injuries."
