As night fell, the two sisters Aji returned to the wing room, and Lin Chongjiu also went to bed early.

When he went to the landlord's house, Lin Xian leaned lazily on the bathtub and deliberately washed slowly.

Mrs. Liu cleaned up the kitchen and saw that he had not finished washing. She was a little stunned. But Lin Xian turned his head and handed her the towel: "Come on, help me wipe my back."

A man in his thirties is gentle and handsome, with both scholarly and elegant temperament and strong body of farmers. He also has a hint of slutiness that only she can see for many years of marriage. The more he looks, the more he likes her, and sighs that he is lucky to marry such a person. The familiar sisters in the village, no matter whether they marry better or worse than her, take out the men in the family, and no one can compare with her, let alone her own men not only look good, but also make money and be elegant...

Liu has never read a book and doesn't understand the romantic relationship. When she is intimate, her husband always says something that makes her blush and her heart beat. That should be elegant, right?

She walked over with a blushing face, sat on a chair to help her husband wipe her back, and told her husband what she had just thought about: "Young Master Zhao is really willing to teach Xiaojiu. Even if we don't become a disciple, we have to invite him to the house for a meal, right?"

Lin Xian turned his head and put his wife on his left hand on his shoulder, answering absent-mindedly: "Please ask, but they may not come."

Liu was weak all over by him and wanted to say something. Lin Xian suddenly stood up and rushed towards her wet...

With wine to cheer up, and I haven't done it for a few days, Lin Xian showed his strength that night.

After the love, the couple talked for a while in panting and hugged each other.

But Aji couldn't sleep.

Close your eyes, and your mind was full of the man's body I saw during the day. His narrow waist and long legs hidden in the bushes, his hands wiping his face wildly and unruly. He stared at her narrow phoenix eyes, scene after scene, extremely clear.

She bit her lip in annoyance, trying to turn over and relieve her shame, but she was afraid of waking up her sister.

She looked at a man, and even if no one knew about it, she looked at a man who was not her future husband.

She didn't think about it, but those scenes that shouldn't be recalled could not be gone. Even if she tried hard to think about Meng Zhongjing's calm and honest face, she could not get rid of it.

Everything about him is just like his people, with a cold and overbearing domineering attitude.

The bright moon hangs outside the window, shining on the girl who can't sleep, and on the man who can't sleep.

Everyone sleeps in the farmhouses. Zhao Chen's long legs overlapped on the edge of the kang, his back against the wall was motionless, his head turned and his eyes fell on the screen.

His robe was placed on the screen.

When they came back, the maids wanted to take away the blue robe and wash it, but he didn't let them go.

He stared at it, but what appeared in his eyes was the girl by the river.

He came out of the water and saw her standing by the river in his robe. Her shoulders must be narrower than his, so a large piece of her skin was exposed under the round neck, her slender and beautiful neck, and her thin and delicate collarbone. Her calves were also exposed, white and tender like two jade pillars. Unfortunately, she ran away before he could take a closer look. Lin Feng seemed to know that he wanted to see, and blew up the hem of the clothes, revealing more, but he only looked at it and covered it up again, which became more and more confusing.

Is there anything else she wears in this dress?

It probably didn't wear it, after all, it must be soaked inside.

Doesn't this mean that she was almost naked in front of him today?

He used to tremble in front of his eyes, and once tightly against the softness of his chest and arms. What would it look like without the cover of his clothes?

The moonlight spread into the screen window, as bright as water, but he was unable to extinguish the fire of desire, and the more he thought about it, the more he became, the more he felt hotter he felt.

He got off the ground, picked up his robe and sent it to his nose, telling the fragrance she left behind.

The robe is the best silk, cool and delicate, like the skin he touched when he hugged her in the water.

If, if, then, he would save her, he would carry her to the woods, he would throw her into the grass, and then...

In the quiet night, no one knows how ridiculous it is. The man pulled down his clothes and returned to the kang, which looked like a dream but not a dream, and made up the illusion in his mind as he wished.

Like in the dreamland, she still wanted to escape, but she couldn't escape, crying so hard that she was covered in rain.

When the illusion ended, Zhao Chen let go of his hand, his voice was heavy and his voice was heavy.

He lay on his back and stared at Mingyue in a daze, confused why he had seen the farm girl on three sides, and he was tempted twice. He was not Liu Xiahui, and he was socializing outside. He had seen more unbearable scenes. Desire arises, but more disgust. She is the only one who can really make him excited so much that he has to vent his hands.

Perhaps, he is getting older?

Three days later, Zhao Chen got up early and prepared to go to the river to make an appointment.

Ning had just woken up and had not yet gotten up. When he heard the noise, he curiously sent his personal maid, Wen Mei to take a look.

Wen Mei went back soon and said with a smile: "Madam, the young master took Chen Ping to hunt again, saying he was back before dusk."

Ning knew it and shook his head. This hot summer is a good thing that boy doesn't bother with it.

Zhao Chen set out early, and it was dawn when he arrived by the river. He sat on his horse and looked at the intersection. Because the terrain by the river was low, he could not see the village there.

He held the reins and let the horse lower his head to eat grass.

"Young Master, they are here." Chen Ping kept facing the intersection. When he saw someone coming, he turned his head to remind his young master.

Zhao Chen seemed to have not heard it, and it took a while before he looked back.

The father and son came. Mr. Lin, who had met several times, walked in front, and Lin Chongjiu led the donkey and followed behind them. There was no one behind them.

As expected.

Zhao Chen turned over and dismounted, handed the reins to Chen Ping, and strode forward to meet him.

"Brother Zhao, this is my father. Tell him quickly, are you really willing to teach me, right?" Lin Chongjiu ran over excitedly and stood beside him and said.

Zhao Chen smiled at him and then saluted Lin Xian: "Uncle Lin, I accidentally saved Xiaojiu that day. Because I felt that I was in love with Xiaojiu, I made a fuss to teach him some basic skills. Please don't blame me."

Lin Xian hurriedly returned the greeting: "Your Madam Zhao is polite. It is his fate that you are willing to give advice to the dog son. How could Lin blame him? Mr. Zhao, you have saved the dog son's life, and now you have taken time to teach him in your busy schedule. Lin and his inner person are really grateful. Unfortunately, Lin teaches in the town school and cannot leave for the past two days. He only has to take a day off on the 16th. The inner person wants to invite Mr. Zhao to visit the humble house and thank him personally. I wonder if it is convenient for Mr. Zhao to that day?"

Zhao Chen pondered slightly, looked at the father and son, and said, "Uncle is very kind, I will definitely attend the banquet, but I just want to bother my uncle and aunt."

"Where is it, Mr. Zhao is willing to come, we can't ask for it." Lin Xian was very happy, looked at the sky, and claimed the crime, "Then I will go to the town first. The son is stupid. If he is lazy and slick, Mr. Zhao doesn't have to be polite, even if he teaches a lesson."

"I won't be lazy!" Lin Chongjiu defended unconvincedly, and was glared at by Lin Xian.

Zhao Chen patted his shoulder and bowed to Lin Xian: "The uncle walked slowly on the road, and on the 16th, I will visit again."

Lin Xian returned the gift and repeatedly reminded Lin Chongjiu to finally get on the donkey and leave.

Zhao Chen first asked Lin Chongjiu to squat in the shade of the tree. After correcting his posture, he stood aside with his back against the trunk.

As I leaned against it, my eyes couldn't help but slip to the intersection.

A quarter of an hour later, he called Lin Chongjiu to his side and gave him a rest.

After all, I met for too short, and there was nothing to say about being together at first. After a moment of silence, Lin Chongjiu asked Zhao Chen: "Brother Zhao, where is your home? Not far from here?"

Zhao Chen did not hide it and said casually: "Have you heard of Tongwan? It's about twelve miles away from you, and you will arrive soon after riding a horse."

Lin Chongjiu shook his head. He had been to too few places. He had never heard of the villagers' words carefully. He secretly recorded the Tongwan place and asked again: "How old is Brother Zhao? Are you married?"

Zhao Chen's eyes narrowed and he turned to look at him: "What do you think of this?"

Lin Chongjiu scratched his head and said vaguely: "It's nothing, I just want to ask, I'm curious about Brother Zhao."

Zhao Chen smiled and tentatively said, "Your elder sister asked you to ask?" He touched her that day and looked at her. Could it be that she wanted him to take responsibility, so she let her brother talk first? Although she didn't seem to like him very much, she was a girl after all, so it was not an exaggeration to have such thoughts. However, he didn't take that seriously, and he never thought of taking it seriously...

Seeing that Lin Chongjiu was shocked and hesitant and didn't know how to explain, Zhao Chen became more and more sure. After thinking about it, he asked him first: "How old is your elder sister?"

"...Fifteen years old, eight years older than me." Lin Chongjiu was still shocked that this person could guess that these questions were not what he wanted to ask. At this time, Zhao Chen asked back, and he couldn't help but say it.

Zhao Chen's smile became more obvious: "I'm two years older than her, I haven't gotten married yet, and I don't like a girl." He wanted to see what she would do after she knew it. With her blushing temperament, she shouldn't take the initiative to ask her parents for a bride. She could only find a way to urge him to propose a marriage. Maybe on the 16th, she would take the initiative to talk to him?

With this idea, Zhao Chen was not as boring as expected in the next half day. After saying goodbye to Lin Chongjiu at noon, he rushed to the mountains to hunt in an interest.

Lin Chongjiu returned home and whispered to Lin Zhu first and told her what she had asked about.

"He also asked my elder sister how old she was?" Lin Zhu was a little surprised.

Lin Chongjiu nodded.

Lin Zhu was very satisfied and rewarded her younger brother with two copper coins. After sending her younger brother away, she sat on the kang and thought about things.

She really hopes that the elder sister will marry a good family and will be as rich and leisurely as her aunt in the future. Although Mr. Zhao said nothing, she felt that he was a little interested in the elder sister. The two of them looked like a match. If Mr. Zhao really wanted to marry her, she would be happy to see her. Therefore, let her brother find out first. If the other party has become married, she just covets the elder sister's beauty and wants to accompanies her, then she will be the first to scold him!

However, the elder sister is deeply in love with Meng Zhongjing, and it takes some effort for Mr. Zhao to marry her elder sister.

It was related to the elder sister's good fortune. Lin Zhu decided not to help anyone and watched the fun. It was best for the elder sister to marry Mr. Zhao, and she also accepted it when she married Mr. Meng Zhongjing.

During dinner, Lin Xian told the story of the banquet for Mr. Zhao on the 16th.

Aju had just delivered the vegetables to his mouth, but he heard this and bit his chopsticks without saying a word.

Lin Chongjiu and Lin Zhu already knew about it in advance and did not react much.

Mrs. Liu thought a lot and put down the bowl and said, "Call Zhongjing here to accompany the guests that day, it's so lively." After all, there are two daughters at home, one of them is still waiting to be married. Now call the prospective son-in-law over here, so as not to make some people gossip.

Lin Xian nodded: "Well, after dinner, I will go and talk to Zhongjing in person."
Chapter completed!