After washing up, Qin Ming walked to the table and sat down.
"Would you two like some more?"
Baili Zhi and Song Muqing, who were kneeling on both sides of Qin Ming, shook their heads and said nothing.
Qin Ming took a few bites and then couldn't eat anymore.
He put down his chopsticks, turned to look at Baili Zhi, and asked:
"Zhi'er, how is General Pei's injury?"
Baili Zhi pursed her lips and said:
"General Pei has multiple fractures on his body. If he wants to recover as before, he will need to rest for at least two months."
"Besides, he's not in a good mood."
Qin Ming sighed after hearing this and said:
"I can understand his mood. I will take the time to go to the wounded barracks to see him tomorrow."
"By the way, did you go to the front yard to see Dean Sun?"
Baili Zhi lowered her head and said in a hoarse voice:
"seen it already."
Qin Ming patted Baili Zhi's little hand on his lap and comforted:
"What happened yesterday had a great impact on him. I will persuade him after the ceremony is over."
When Baili Zhi heard this, she couldn't bear the sadness in her heart anymore.
She rushed into Qin Ming's arms, hugged Qin Ming's waist tightly with both hands, raised her head and said with tears in her eyes:
"Mr. Lang, I'm sorry! I'm a bit clumsy with my mouth. I don't know how to comfort you."
Qin Ming felt warm in his heart, stretched out his hand to gently stroke away the tears from the corners of Baili Zhi's eyes, and said softly:
"Silly girl, your hug is the best comfort to me."
"Okay, stop crying."
Baili Zhi nodded, then left Qin Ming's arms, pointed to the dishes on the table, and said:
"I'm not in good health, so I'm disturbing my husband from eating. Please use some more, sir."
Qin Ming smiled and shook his head, then reached out and took Baili Zhi into his arms.
At this time, Song Muqing, who had been silent since entering the door, suddenly reached out and touched the dinner plate, and then said:
"Mr. Lang, these dishes are a little cold. Can I go and heat them up in the kitchen?"
After saying that, Song Muqing stood up.
Seeing this, Qin Ming reached out and took Song Muqing's hand, pulling her into his arms on the other side.
"Don't work so late."
Song Muqing secretly glanced at Baili Zhi on the other side of Qin Ming, her pretty face flushed slightly.
Feeling the warmth coming from the two women's bodies, the depression in Qin Ming's heart dissipated a lot.
None of the three people spoke, they were all immersed in the quiet and peaceful atmosphere.
About a quarter of an hour later, when Qin Ming lowered his head and wanted to drive the two women to bed, he found that the two women had already fallen asleep holding him.
Qin Ming hesitated for a moment and gently pushed Song Muqing on his left.
Song Muqing opened her hazy eyes and saw Qin Ming pointing towards her and pointing at the sleeping Baili Zhi on the other side.
Song Muqing woke up immediately, and then left Qin Ming's arms with some reluctance.
After a while.
Qin Ming carried Baili Zhi to the bed.
"Mr. Lang has been tired for a day. Let me take care of my sister."
After Song Muqing finished speaking, he leaned down to help Baili Zhi take off her shoes, and then began to help Baili Zhi take off her skirt clumsily.
Qin Ming smiled and shook his head when he saw this.
"I'll do it."
After saying that, Qin Ming sat by the bed and helped Baili Zhi take off her dress, and then pulled the quilt to cover the alluring spring beauty.
Finally, Qin Ming skillfully helped Baili Zhi tuck the quilt, then lowered his head and kissed her lightly on the forehead, then stood up and put down the bed curtain.
Qin Ming pointed in the direction of the door and said:
"Let's go, I'll take you back to your room."
Song Muqing nodded.
Seeing Qin Ming coming out, Luluo in the outer room couldn't help but step forward and give him a blessing.
"Chief of the mountain."
Qin Ming hummed and said:
"It's getting late, you should go to bed early."
Luluo was stunned for a moment and said somewhat dullly:
"Yes, Chief Shan."
After Qin Ming left with Song Muqing, Lu Luo stamped her little feet, patted her head and said:
"Pothos, Pothos, why are you so shy? The hot water is already boiling... ugh... it's really useless!"
Soon, Qin Ming sent Song Muqing back to the courtyard.
Xiaodie, the maid in the courtyard, saw Qin and Ming coming in and quickly stepped forward to salute.
"Mr. Lang, the hot water is ready."
Qin Ming was stunned for a moment and looked at Xiaodie in surprise.
The sun comes out in the west?
Thinking like this, Qin Ming turned to look at Song Muqing.
Song Muqing's pretty face suddenly turned red.
She lowered her head, bit her red lips, and whispered:
"Master, please go take a shower and change clothes first, while I go to the house and wait..."
The more Song Muqing spoke, the softer his voice became. Later, it was almost insignificant.
And after finishing speaking, Song Muqing ran back to the house without waiting for Qin Ming's reply.
The maid Xiaodie took a step forward and said respectfully:
"Mr. Lang, please come this way."
No matter how stupid Qin Ming is, he still understands what it means.
He didn't show any pretense, and walked towards the room pointed by Xiaodie.
Half an hour later.
Qin Ming sat in the steaming bathtub, enjoying the service of the little maid while closing his eyes to rest.
At this moment, Qin Ming's heartstrings, which had been tense all day, gradually relaxed.
My thoughts drifted further and further away.
After a while.
The door to Song Muqing's bedroom was pushed open.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, Song Muqing, who was wearing green clothes on the bed, blushed instantly, and with two white and tender hands, he couldn't help but pull up the quilt.
At this moment, Song Muqing's senses were magnified countless times, and time seemed to slow down.
As the footsteps got closer and closer, Song Muqing's heart beat faster and faster.
At this moment, Xiaodie's voice suddenly sounded in the quiet room.
"Madam, Sir, he is asleep."
Song Muqing was immediately startled. After reacting, Song Muqing quickly stood up and said hurriedly while putting on his clothes:
"Sleeping in the bathtub can easily catch wind and cold. Xiaodie, come with me and help Mr. Lang over."
"It's my wife."
Soon, Song Muqing and Xiaodie came to the bathroom together.
Song Muqing's face turned red when she saw Qin Ming's naked upper body on the water.
On the other hand, Xiaodie was very generous. She quickly walked to the tub and called softly:
"Langjun, Langjun..."
Qin Ming is not a superman.
He has not been idle since he was assassinated early yesterday morning.
Track down the mastermind behind the scenes, lead troops to rescue people, bid farewell to dead bodyguards, etc.
Qin Ming spent a lot of energy and energy to deal with these things one after another.
Therefore, no matter how much Song Muqing and Xiaodie called, Qin Ming still did not wake up completely.
In the end, the two women had no choice but to jump into the bathtub and help Qin Ming out of the bathtub, who was half asleep.
After finally getting Qin Ming out of the tub, a new problem arose.
After all, before today, Qin Ming wiped his body by himself after bathing, and did not need Xiaodie to serve him at all.
At this time, the two women, who were all wet, were looking up at the roof, their faces flushed, and no one dared to look down.
Finally, Song Muqing bit her red lips and said to Xiaodie:
"Help me husband."
Xiaodie breathed a sigh of relief and nodded vigorously.
To be honest, although many days have passed since that incident, even now when I think of the scene of that night, Xiaodie still has lingering fear and her legs...are aching.
Soon, Song Muqing took the sweat towel from the tub, took a deep breath, and squatted down with his eyes closed.
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