It was raining, and Su Jin was not worried about Xiao Zhen at all.

Even Xiao Zhen could not suppress him even the wind and snow, let alone the drizzle in the south of the Yangtze River.

However, when Su Jin heard the movement of Huo Weizhang coming back next door, he couldn't sit still. Aman took a nap in the room, Su Jin held up a green paper umbrella and went to the door to wait. The spring breeze and drizzle were drizzling, and the air was fresh. Su Jin didn't feel bored while waiting for his own man while enjoying the rain.

Waiting and waiting, a figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the quiet alley. The man was wearing a dark round neck robe, as tall as a moving tree. The rain hit him. He didn't care and walked slowly. After seeing her, his steps became smaller and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Didn't expect her to come out and wait for him?

Su Jin smiled, held an umbrella and walked down the bluestone steps in front of the door, held the hem of the skirt in one hand, and took a step forward to pick him up.

Notice the little woman's movement of lifting her skirt, Xiao Zhen immediately accelerated his pace. He took a few more steps and she could walk less.

The man walked over in the rain, and his robe whispered and flew. Su Jin faced him and soon noticed Xiao Zhen's majestic body outlined by the wet clothes, his shoulders, arms, chest, waist and legs. He could not move his steps and his umbrella, and he just wanted to fall into Xiao Zhen's arms and carry it with him.

It was the first time that Su Jin had met Xiao Zhen for so long that he had faced Xiao Zhen's "indecent" side. Although the two of them slept on the same bed at night, Xiao Zhen was generous in the middle and he paid special attention to his actions. It was difficult for Su Jin to take advantage of Xiao Zhen in his eyes. He wanted to ask him to take advantage of him, but he was confused like a monk.

Su Jin swallowed in a desperate situation, deliberately lowered the umbrella to cover up his peeping.

Who said that only men like to see beauties? When meeting a top-notch general like Xiao Zhen, there are probably few women who can control their eyes. Su Jin can even understand Princess Shouning's fascination with Xiao Zhen, but no matter how much she understands, Su Jin will never give up Xiao Zhen. As long as Xiao Zhen does not change his mind, others will exchange for ten gold mountains, and Su Jin will not exchange it.

"You, why did you come out?"

The little woman's face was blocked by an umbrella. Xiao Zhen looked at her feet worriedly and asked. Seeing that there was some rain on Su Jin's embroidered upper, Xiao Zhen's straight eyebrows immediately frowned, afraid that she would catch a cold because of the delicate feeling.

"Marquis Anping has just returned, and the Marquis has not returned yet. I am a little worried." Under the umbrella, Su Jin glanced at Xiao Zhen's belt and said, probably because she was absent-minded. Her voice seemed to be greedy for water, both soft and charming, like the drizzle around her. Although it fell, there was still a little bit of mist and moisture in her ears.

Xiao Zhen couldn't see her face, but he could hear Su Jin's words seem to be acting coquettish, as if saying: I'm here to pick you up, isn't that great?

Of course, Xiao Zhen thought she was good. He was alone and a reckless man, and even had an umbrella given by a woman.

As soon as his thoughts fell, Su Jin also realized it and hurriedly raised the umbrella to come to him.

Xiao Zhen lowered his head, and Su Jin looked up at him, and the two of them looked at each other.

The mist and rain are misty, the little woman's beautiful face is like pear blossoms, her thin black eyebrows and shiny red phoenix eyes are like lotus blooming in front of her.

Under the green umbrella, the general was completely wet, and the water droplets rolled down his cold face, like the rocks slapped by the river, firm and fearless.

Su Jin likes Xiao Zhen so much.

She looked at him in a daze, her eyes blurred and her red lips slightly opened.

Xiao Zhen suddenly became nervous. The little woman looked at him, as if the fairy who appeared in her dream when she was a child who wanted to eat him. The fairy before she exposed her fangs were all beautiful and unexciting.

"You, you can hold on, I'm not in the way." Xiao Zhen stepped out of the umbrella stiffly, his ears red.

"I came out to bring an umbrella to the Marquis. If the Marquis doesn't support it, I won't support it anymore." Su Jin asked him to run away, and he was angry and threw the umbrella out casually.

The green paper umbrella eaves fell to the ground, and turned on the spot for a few turns. Before it could stop, a big hand suddenly lifted the handle of the umbrella, and in a blink of an eye it was supported on the little woman's head again.

"I don't want it." Su Jin ran out angrily and stood with his back to Xiao Zhen. "I blame myself for being so passionate. I know that the Marquis avoided me like a snake and scorpion, but he was eager to come to the Marquis. The Marquis should hold an umbrella and go back. I'll stay outside for a while."

As soon as she said a few words, Xiao Zhen chased after him again, and almost all of a umbrella covered Su Jin's head. Looking at her side face that was soaked in the rain, listening to her grievance complaints, Xiao Zhen immediately became angry and explained in a hurry: "I didn't avoid you..."

"Then what did you run away just now?" Su Jin turned his head suddenly and asked at him.

Xiao shook his mouth and said nothing, who told him to run away?

"You don't have to support it." Su Jin pushed him and was about to go out again.

Xiao Zhen instinctively grabbed her wrist and pulled the little woman back strongly. Su Jin's wrist was held by him, but the man turned his back to him, as if she would continue to run as long as Xiao Zhen relaxed his strength.

Xiao Zhen did not dare to let go, racked his brains, and finally thought of a reason, and said clumsyly: "I, I don't want to hide from you, yes, I'm too tall, this umbrella is small, and it's probably the two of them will get wet in the rain."

Su Jin looked at him half-believingly and half-doubtedly: "Are you serious about this?"

Xiao Zhen nodded quickly.

Su Jin pursed her lips, her long eyelashes drooped. When she lifted up again, the little woman turned from a furry hen to a newborn chick. She leaned against Xiao Zhen in a slight manner, lowered her head and said, "We don't have to get wet in the rain when we get closer."

As soon as she approached, the water on Xiao Zhen's body was evaporated by his body temperature.

But to this point, Xiao Zhen no longer dared to ask her to hold an umbrella by herself, so he had to move the umbrella to her.

Su Jin looked around and suddenly held his arm holding the umbrella, leaning against him half as if he was dependent on others, and at the same time moved the umbrella toward him.

Xiao Zhen:...

Half of his body was about to stiffen, walking stiffly, and when something touched his elbow, Xiao Zhen hurriedly hid to him.

Su Jin didn't chase him anymore. Su Jin was temporarily satisfied if he could hold him like this.

Neither of them spoke, and the rain hit the walls and tiles continuously, which sounded nice. Su Jin's face was against Xiao Zhen's strong arms, holding his tight wrists, simply closed his eyes and whispered: "When it was raining at home when it was a child, my aunt held my uncle's arm like this. At that time, I thought that in the future I would marry a husband who was taller and taller than my uncle, and then I would hold him like this."

She recalled her pitifulness when she was young, and Xiao Zhen suddenly felt soft in his heart.

In fact, he also likes to be relied on by her like this and likes to hold an umbrella for her.

It’s a pity that the road was too short, as if not long after, the two of them arrived at the doorstep.

Su Jin took the initiative to let go of Xiao Zhen's arm, but was still standing beside him.

"I'll take you back to the backyard first." Xiao Zhen whispered.

Su Jin leaned his head and muttered: "Will the Marquis go back to the front yard to take a shower and change clothes? Are you afraid that the maid will not see that we are pretending?"

Xiao Zhen was silent.

The couple went back to the backyard together. Ruyi thought that their clothes were wet, so they sent the little maid to the water room to boil water.

Su Jin led Xiao Zhen to the bathroom in the west, which was specially designed for the two to bathe.

The bathroom is very large, with a four-scenery screen in the middle. On the south side of the screen is a long couch next to the window, and on the north side of the screen is a cedar wooden bathtub that is enough for couples to use together.

Su Jin said to Xiao Zhen with his back: "I'll wash slowly. The Marquis will wash first. I'll wait here. After the Marquis wash, he will go to the east room. I'll be late. The maids will not be suspicious."

Xiao Zhen stammered and felt that such an arrangement was inappropriate, but if he went out immediately, he would indeed make the maids suspicious.

"Is it possible that the Marquis is afraid that I will peek at you?" He refused to agree. Su Jin asked in a voice like a mosquito, lowering his head and holding a veil in his little hand.

"I never thought so." Xiao Zhen said with a red face.

Su Jin hummed. In order to prove that she would not peep, the maids brought water in and then went out, Su Jin moved a chair to the couch. She sat facing the couch with her back to the screen, grabbed a scarf to cover her eyes, and deliberately tied the ends of the scarf tightly. She tied it tightly, and Su Jin said quietly: "How can you relieve me, the marquis?"

Xiao Zhen didn't know how to answer.

He never worried that she would peep, but Xiao Zhen was ashamed of himself, afraid that she would catch a glimpse afterwards.

She was so white, and Aman and Ache followed her. Just him, the black like a bronze, was a very different thing from her.

"Go quickly, drink a bowl of ginger soup after washing, don't catch a cold." Su Jin urged softly.

Xiao Zhen nodded in a complicated mood, and then walked quickly behind the screen. The screen made of tulle could indeed block the view, but he could vaguely see the shadow on the opposite side. Xiao Zhen stood sideways facing the screen, staring at Su Jin with his eyes while wearing a wide dress. He knew she couldn't see it, but Xiao Zhen was just nervous.

Taking off his clothes as fast as possible, Xiao Zhen grabbed the scoop next to the bathtub and scooped water from the bucket and splashed it on himself.

Su Jin will wash it later, but Xiao Zhen doesn't want to dirty the water inside.

"What sound?" Su Jin turned over in surprise.

Xiao Zhen was standing on the north side of the bucket, and squatted down when he heard the sound, only exposing his shoulders above him.

"I, I'm splashing water." My heart was beating wildly, and Xiao Zhen tried hard to calmly say.

Su Jin asked wonder: "Why don't you wash it in the bucket?"

Xiao Zhen said in a hoarse voice: "I am used to scooping water and washing."

Su Jin suddenly realized and turned around.

In just such a short time, Xiao was sweating all over. He rushed to the bathroom robe and put it on his body.

"Have you dressed?" Su Jin asked guessingly.

Xiao Zhen finally sorted out his clothes and said no.

Su Jin pulled off the blindfolded towel and turned around. He saw Xiao Zhen neatly, but his hair was still tied.

Su Jin frowned and reminded him: "You forgot to wash your hair."

Xiao Zhen touched his head and lowered his eyes and said, "Just pretend it has been washed."

"How can I do that? The head is most likely to catch a cold. I have to wash it with hot water." Su Jin stood up, pinched Xiao Zhen's sleeve and pulled him behind the screen, "So, the marquis sits on the chair, I will wash your hair for you."

Xiao Zhen wanted to refuse, but looking at Su Jin's little hand holding his sleeve, he thought that he would refuse was futile, so he had to leave her.

In order to facilitate the petite Su Jin, Xiao Zhen sat down and his waist almost completely bent down.

Su Jin held the water scoop in one hand and gently rubbed his hair with the other.

Xiao Zhen felt very comfortable. He had forgotten when the last time someone helped him wash his hair.

Su Jin was sincere in her willingness to take care of him, but Su Jin also wanted to take advantage of it. As she was washing, Su Jin found that there was a gray scar on the lower part of Xiao Zhen's neck, which was about an inch long exposed outside her collar, and the rest of the quilt was blocked by the rest.

"Mr. Marquis, when did your scar fall?" Su Jin's fingers naturally pointed the scar.

Xiao Zhen tightened his neck, and was about to tell her the origin of the scar, he suddenly felt the little woman grabbing the collar behind him and lifting it up.

Immediately afterwards, the scoop of water in Su Jin's hand fell to the ground.

Xiao Zhen's heart trembled violently.

A firm voice from the little woman who could not refuse came from her head: "Show me."

Xiao Zhen subconsciously said: "The old wounds..."

"Show me!" Su Jin spoke again, but this time, her voice trembled, as if she was about to cry with pain.
Chapter completed!