It was snowing, and it was noon before I knew it.

Tang Jingwen and Wu Qingwan, holding a few pieces of cloth in their arms, walked into the back door of the house together, talking about private topics about women after marriage:

"... Lingye has many bad ideas. I don't know when he secretly learned the 'Flying Dance' in private. He looked Ling Quan straightened his eyes last night... He originally asked her to wear a dog's tail, so she avoided it."

"Qingwan, you seem to have many bad ideas. I'm very curious. You are usually dignified and virtuous, but when you get in the house, you feel like you have become a different person. The book "Twenty-Eight Styles of Spring Tides" I read is not as good as yours..."

“…”

Wu Qingwan pursed her lips, Qiu Shui still felt a little shy in her eyes, and she pinched Jing Yan's waist with her hands:

"I can't blame me for being unreasonable. Lingye and Jiang Yi are both cruel to him. If I don't blame him, he bullies the weak and fears the strong. Every time he has a bad idea, he will greet me first. Do you think I want it?"

Tang Jingwen originally wanted to say, "I think you are having a good time. Lingye can't steal you sometimes, but it's time to not be on the bed. Qingwan is indeed thin-skinned. After saying that, Qingwan will definitely not be able to hold onto her face. Thinking about it, she still smiles without saying a word.

There are a lot of people in the yard, so I will set off later. Leng Zhu is packing up Jiang Yi's personal belongings.

Jiang Yi changed into a heroic black martial arts uniform, tied her ponytail, pulled Shangguan Lingye away, and said:

"I am a martial artist, I don't believe I can't beat you..."

Shangguan Lingye still has exquisite makeup and luxurious temperament, with three points of disdain in his eyes.

Wu Qingwan walked into the yard and saw the two of them having sex. She was afraid that Jiang Yi would suffer a loss, so she asked:

"Jiang Yi, where are you going?"

"When she went to the martial arts hall, she said she didn't use magic. She asked me to use one hand, two feet and four fingers, and I couldn't beat her. I wanted to see if she had such great ability..."

Jiang Yi got the Immortal King Armor the day before yesterday and couldn't wait to start practicing. She was interrupted by her tail stuffing last night and didn't want to delay any more today.

He needed to practice martial arts. Jiang Yi originally wanted to pull Zuo Lingquan as a sandbag, but Lingye ran to mock her. Then she naturally wanted to put on the Immortal King Armor and beat Lingye to avenge her private revenge.

As Jiang Yi spoke, he pulled Shangguan Lingye out of the house and headed to the attic not far away.

Seeing this, Wu Qingwan chuckled slightly, but she did not stop Jiang Yi from asking for trouble.

Xie Qiutao's belongings were all in Linglong Pavilion, but he bought a lot of snacks in the morning. He was in the living room and told Tuanzi about the food arrangements for the future:

"... Jianjiang little yellow croaker, I can only eat three pieces a day, I can't ask for more..."

"grumble?"

"What? There is no fairy market in Posa Forum. I don't know how many years I have been going. I've finished my snacks on the road. You can catch the insects and eat them yourself."

"grumble……"

...

Seeing this, Tang Jingyun spoke as if he saw his ignorant daughter:

"Duanzi, come here, I'll take you to sell two sacks of millet, and keep it as a snack on the road."

"grumble?"

Tuanzi was stunned and thought to himself: Birds and birds are birds of prey, not family birds, how can they eat millet?

However, my mother didn't dare to be unheard of her words, so Duanzi ran over and followed behind her and "Jijijiji~". It was probably to please Jingyan and replace the millet with dried spiritual fruits.

Wu Qingwan entered the guest house, placed the cloth on the table, and took out a piece of crimson fabric from it. The fabric was "summer brocade" produced in Guigu Gorge. It has a tough and gentle texture. It is a material specially used to make clothes for those who are practicing.

After taking a few careful looks, Wu Qingwan took out a cloth ruler and came behind Qiu Tao who was packing the snack box by the table, and used the cloth ruler to measure the shoulder width.

“Eh?”

Xie Qiutao was stunned, looked up and looked at it, looking a little confused:

"Sister Qingwan, what are you doing?"

Wu Qingwan measured Qiutao's shoulders, and then walked through Qiutao's arm with her hands and walked to her chest:

"The Chinese New Year is coming soon, I just bought a few pieces of cloth and made a new piece of clothing for you."

“…”

Xie Qiutao looked at Wu Qingwan's gentle and considerate appearance, her eyes dazed and she opened her mouth, but she had no choice but to speak.

"The face looks small, and the breasts are quite big, which is almost the same as Jiang Yi. You are a martial artist. Should you make your clothes tighter so as not to shake it?"

"Well... Sister Qingwan makes an idea. I usually buy ready-made clothes in the shop, and I can almost wear them."

Xie Qiutao's little round face looked a little complicated. He wanted to smile as sweetly as before, but he smiled a little reluctantly, looking in front of him.

Wu Qingwan stood behind her back, measuring her slim waist and hips. Seeing Qiutao spread her arms, she seemed a little restrained and said in confusion:

"What's wrong?"

Xie Qiutao stammered his lips and was silent for a little before laughing:

"It's nothing, I just think Sister Qingwan looks like my mother."

Wu Qingwan is quite mature in temperament and mind. Standing behind her back, she measures Qiu Tao’s size, and she does feel like her mother prepares New Year’s clothes for her daughter. She smiled:

"Is that so? Your mother used to make clothes for you like this?"

Xie Qiutao thought about it carefully and said angrily:

"I forgot that I was young at that time, just a few years old... I remember that I was rather naughty. As soon as my mother put on new clothes, I went to some firecrackers. Not only did my hand explode, I also burned a few small holes in my sleeves, and then I didn't know where to throw it... It's a pity."

Wu Qingwan knew that Qiutao was not her clothes, so she sighed softly:

"It's all the same. People always have to grow up. When I was a child, I was naughty and often scammered by my mother. I was unhappy at the time and thought that it would be better if no one cares about me. Later, I went to Qihuang Valley at the age of six, and gradually no one cares about me. When I looked back, I realized that I could be controlled at home. It was much happier than taking care of everything by myself..."

Xie Qiutao nodded and looked back:

"Sister Qingwan now has Mr. Zuo, so she is very happy."

Wu Qingwan curled her lips: "Women always want to get married. If they have a home and support, they will naturally be happy. You will be the same in the future."

"Hey~ I'm so old, it's already happening."

"well……"

…—

On the other side, in the attic.

Jiang Yi pulled Shangguan Lingye all the way to the practice room on the second floor of the attic.

Jiang Yi had only seen the martial arts and martial arts of Tianji Hall, but had not yet contacted them, so she warmed up in the martial arts hall first.

Shangguan Lingye was not in a hurry and went upstairs first.

The door of the Qi training room on the third floor is open, and you can see the back of the Peach Blossom Lord and the water curtain floating in front of the piano platform.

Shangguan Lingye walked into the house and looked around for a while. He came to the piano platform. He looked at the Taohuatan disciples' examination and asked:

"Where is Zuo Lingquan? I have searched for a while but I haven't seen anyone else. Isn't there with Senior Cui?"

The Lord of Peach Blossom turned around and smiled:

"Just like in the Zuo family, just call me Sister Yingying, you don't have to come here and go there, so be polite."

Shangguan Lingye did not have the kindness of receiving the Peach Blossom Lord:

"Senior Cui and Master are good friends, so you can't be confused with your seniority. If I just call you casually, wouldn't it offend Master?"

Lord Taohua felt uncomfortable when he heard the "Senior", but Lingye didn't change his words and she had no choice. After chatting for a few words, he signaled outside:

"Zuo Lingquan is lying in the bedroom."

Shangguan Lingye was about to leave when he suddenly found that the exposed ankle of the Peach Blossom Lord was wearing black stockings that were not designed by her. He was a little surprised:

"Senior Cui's socks are quite special."

"Your master showed off in front of me two years ago, saying that I don't understand the atmosphere of young people. I looked at me with such slutty socks. I thought it looked pretty good, so I made some by myself."

"Master?"

Shangguan Lingye did recommend stockings to his master, but he didn't expect that the master who looked ruthless would have such a very daughter-in-law side in private.

She wanted to ask the details, but when Sister Yingying said about Master, it must be far from the actual situation, so it would be useless to ask.

Shangguan Lingye thought about it and took out several sets of sexy clothes and suspender stockings from Linglong Pavilion, and placed them in front of the Taohua Lord with a smile.

The Lord of Peach Blossoms glanced at the erotic little robe and felt that Lingye regarded her as a sister. His heart was so chaotic that he didn't know what to say.

Shangguan Lingye walked out of the door and came to the bedroom opposite. He knocked on the door first, but there was no movement inside, so he pushed the door open directly.

The bedroom is still the same, the dressing table is clean, and the portraits of the Lord of Peach Blossoms and Peach Blossoms when they were young were hung on the wall.

Zuo Lingquan was indeed in the house, but the situation was strange.

Between the carved beds, Zuo Lingquan, wearing a young master's robe, was lying straight on the bed, his body was tied tightly with colorful ropes, and he couldn't even move his fingers. He looked at her with a smile.??

Shangguan Lingye thought he was not good at seeing the situation. He tilted his head slightly for a while before closing the door and walked towards him:

"Oh~My husband, what's wrong with you? You're bound yourself into a cocoon and want to turn into a butterfly?"

Zuo Lingquan just teased Yingying for fear of death, but she turned out to be in trouble and had been tied up for a long time.

At this time, his wife discovered that Zuo Lingquan suddenly remembered the appearance of his fifth brother hanging on the beam of the third uncle and being caught by him. He felt really embarrassed.

Zuo Lingquan tried his best to be as light as possible:
To be continued...