Chapter 850

"It's very kind of you, sir, to take care of people." Xue Wantian said that she felt at ease when he was around to take care of her.

"Well, don't talk. Go to sleep."

"Don't go, sir. Stay with me." Xue Wan tugged at his sleeve.

"Well, I said tonight, do you have a room with reed? I'll let her come in with you There is something strange in the East.

He is afraid to share a room with a little girl, and he can't help but want to take advantage of her. Who can make her fragrant and soft.

"No, sir." Xue Wan pouted her lips and said.

"Well, it's up to you." Dongfang sighed helplessly, took off her outer robe and lay beside her in her inner clothes.

Surrounded by the familiar atmosphere, Xue Wan was very relieved and soon fell asleep.

Sleep also began to be dishonest, the whole person with Octopus general, firmly clinging to the East.

If there is no fragrance, soft body close to him, can let the East complain.

The younger brother under the body is respectful, but the girl always rubs against it.

The whole body of Dongfang was stiff and didn't dare to move. He was nervous all night and was in deep water.

He knew that it was a great test of perseverance with this little girl.

It's not. I've been boiling all night.

Xue Wan, leaning on the human flesh cushion, had a very sweet sleep.

The next morning, when she woke up, she found that her stomach didn't hurt, her forehead didn't sweat, and she had strength all over again.

She opened her eyes and looked around. She didn't see the tall and straight figure she knew. Suddenly, her heart was empty and she cried in a voice: "Sir, sir..."

After shouting for a while, she didn't hear any response. She was in a hurry and got out of bed barefoot.

At this meeting, the carved wooden door creaked and was pushed open from the outside.

When Xue Wan raised her eyes, she saw a person with a posture like pines and cypresses, striding forward in the clear morning light.

"Wan'er, you wake up." As soon as Dongfang came, she hugged her waist tightly. She stuck to him with a nervous and uneasy look.

"What's the matter? Is there anything wrong with your body? " The East hugged her tightly and coaxed her with a soft voice.

"Where have you been, sir? Did you get up early? When I wake up in a strange room, I'm always afraid. " She's like a child, accusing adults of her sense of security.

"It's my husband. He should be with you all the time." He said, and his big hand went up to her forehead.

Feeling his intention, Xue Wan replied: "I'm ok. My stomach doesn't hurt. There's no discomfort."

"If it doesn't hurt." Dongfang breathed a sigh of relief, staring at her pretty face, and explained: "generally three to five days, this water will go."

"Oh."

"Now that I wake up, I'll get dressed quickly. I'll bring you some water to wash your face. After breakfast, I have to hurry on." Dongfang said and took her back to bed.

See her a pair of lazy look, busy holding her Yingrun toes, help to wear shoes and socks.

How noble is a man's hand? How can he serve her like this?

Xue Wan's face turned red, and he tried his best to break away from his palm. His mouth was not very sharp: "well, sir, I'll do it myself."

If her husband dotes on her like this again, she will doubt that she can't take care of herself.

"What's the matter, sorry? What's the matter? There are no outsiders here? " Dongfang is laughing and joking. She likes to see that her deputy has nothing to do. She is very cute.

He likes to serve Xue Wan, but he doesn't think it will lose a man's face.

Anyway, there are only two of them in the room, which can be regarded as the pleasure of boudoir.

"No, I'll wear it myself." Xue Wan then crawled out of the bed.

She used to wear an inner garment. She would put on an outer garment, and it was a great success.

After putting on her clothes, Xue Wan sat in front of the dresser and took care of three thousand worries.

Dongfang this meeting turned into a small servant girl with quick hands and feet. She brought the water to wash her face, twisted the cloth towel to wipe her face, and served her in every way.

Xue Wan enjoyed such tenderness for two days.

On the third day, the carriage finally reached its destination.

Reed and Du Jian take the lead to get off the bus. After putting down the bench, Dongfang lifts the curtain down and turns to guide Xue wan to get off the bus.

Sunny, cloudless, the sky clear as a piece of blue cloth hanging high.

When Xue Wan looked up, he saw a towering mountain villa with winding steps. The stone lion in front of the door was majestic, and the vermilion gate was broad and dreary.

"Sunrise villa." Her clear voice read out these words, it is particularly powerful.

As soon as they got out of the carriage, the doorman saw it with sharp eyes and said, "the young master is back."

Dongfang, with a dusty face, had no time to tidy up his slightly wrinkled robes, so he opened his mouth and asked, "where's my mother?"

"Old lady, she's sick. She's lying in her room all day. Please come and have a look." He said.

"Well, I'm going." Dongfang took Xue Wan by the hand and rushed in. The sunlight fell on the green bricks, reflecting each other with their rapid steps.

Xue Wan was tightly held by these warm hands and ran by him. After a while, she couldn't breathe: "Sir, shall I go with you?"

She's in bad shape now? My hair is in a mess and I'm very dirty. I really want to find a room to rest, take a bath and then go to see it.

After all, it's the first time we meet. How can we make a good impression on our future mother-in-law?

But Dongfang didn't care about this, and said casually, "it doesn't matter. Let's go together."

They walked around an arch, past pavilions, through a veranda and into a spacious courtyard.

In the courtyard, the pines and cypresses are green, and there is no bleak autumn. The green in the courtyard seems to contain spring.

There are precious flowers and plants planted in the yard. The fragrance of flowers is floating in the air. The breeze blows their hair and twines them together.

Not far away, Ya Jian was open. The maid who was guarding the door was stunned when she saw the man coming. When she came back, she cheerfully called out: "old lady, the young master is back."

As soon as the words fell, there was a great movement in the room.

The servant girl in the room is busy to come out and salute: "young master, the old lady is not very refreshing these days. She is lying on the bed to have a rest?"

She is brewing a speech, want to explain the illness of a lady, who knows Dongfang without saying a word, holding the little girl's hand, over her, directly into.

Between the curtains, in the dark red brocade quilt, the golden silk thread is twined with rich and auspicious patterns.

Half sitting at the head of the bed, the old woman was closing her eyes. Her face was ruddy, her breath was even, and she didn't look sick.

Xue Wan looked at the woman curiously. She was almost fifty years old, but she was still energetic. Her face was slightly fat, and she could see the style of her youth.