Chapter 122

122 Huo Qijun by routine

It was night. When Huo Qijun returned to the post station faintly, Shen Qingru's smiling face greeted him.

Aster silently took over Huo Qijun's cloak, silently served Huo Qijun sobering soup, and then disappeared into the room as soon as possible.

At the moment of closing the door, aster silently gave Huo Qijun some wax in his heart.

Uncle, I hope you have good luck. I hope her young lady won't do it too hard.

There were only Huo Qijun and Shen Qingru left in the room. When Huo Qijun looked at the beauty under the lamp, he only felt that his daughter-in-law was more and more beautiful and moving. He couldn't help coming over and wanted to kiss her snow-white skin.

A white soft hand gently blocked his cheek. Shen Qingru's smile became more and more soft: "husband, don't do it."

"No" in a woman's mouth should be understood as "come on, come on, come on", which Wu Laohei said with salivation on his face on the wine table just now. Although Huo Qijun scoffed at this, even the drunken military division had a big tongue and said that refusing or welcoming was the most commonly used trick for women. Huo Qijun had to believe what the military division said. He simply took Shen Qingru's light body and put it on his lap. He smiled and lingered on Shen Qingru's delicate face with the newly grown beard.

Shen Qingru was tickled by him. He avoided struggling in Huo Qijun's arms, but he took the opportunity to steal some kisses.

She angrily put a thin white finger against his lips and forbade his thin lips with beautiful shape to take another step. Huo Qijun also looked at her with a smile and wondered how to continue to fight with his little wife and succeed in stealing incense.

"Husband, I ask you." Shen Qingru said positively in his arms, "what are you hiding from me?"

Huo Qijun was slightly stunned. Why did the girl suddenly ask? Shen Qingru straightened up in his arms, stared at him and waited for his answer.

He thought for a moment and shook his head. All his money was stored in dozens of banks in the capital and the frontier fortress, and the key had been given to Shen Qingru as a bride price. Although Wu Laohei repeatedly urged him to keep some private money, Huo Qijun didn't plan to do so.

Shen Qingru's face was calm and still smiled. The two dimples beside her cheeks were particularly moving. Huo Qijun was so excited that he couldn't help but get together to think of a kiss.

Shen Qingru's body flashed flexibly, and there was a trace of cunning in her eyebrows and eyes. She hid on the other side of the bed curtain to show that she kept a safe distance from Huo Qijun.

"Husband, think about it again. Is there anything you need to explain to me?" the little wife smiled and hooked her fingers at him, but sharpened her knife in her heart.

Huo Qijun thought for a moment. Wei laotuo mentioned at the banquet that women are the same. No matter how many noble women are, they love to listen to sweet words and vows. Especially at that time

The rise of Zhao Junshi's drinking even gave him a few examples on the spot. What is "missing your heart for a day, thinking like crazy. The love for you is cutting, reasoning and chaos... What's the meaning to you..."

Huo Qi Jun was nauseous and spitting out. He Tucao on the spot: "can you not make complaints about these disgusting things?"

Now, looking at the appearance of the little wife, I'm sure I can't do without some sweet words. Huo Qijun breathed heavily, and Jun's face was slightly red. It's hard to be nervous when you do this for the first time. Then he took a deep breath again, and the brain began to think: which sentence is good?

Without you, my heart stopped beating? No, his heart is beating well. That's too false!

Miss your heart is gone for a day, thinking like crazy? How do you explain that they haven't seen each other for two or three months?

Although Zhao Mingde's words made him sick, Huo Qijun's unforgettable memory still played a role. After repeated comparison and selection, Huo Qijun felt that the first sentence said by Zhao Junshi should be a little solemn and implicit.

"That... You are my only one." Huo Qijun suddenly opened his mouth, and Shen Qingru was stunned.

Her husband, what's crazy about this?

When Mingming asked him to honestly explain the "black history" of the past, her husband suddenly burst out such an endless sentence. After that, he lowered his head with a bloody face and dared not look at her.

"Are you... All right?" seeing Huo Qijun's gloomy face, Shen Qingru was worried and stretched out her fingers to touch her husband's forehead.

This guy, isn't he confused with fever?

His forehead is not hot.

The soft touch of the palm came down from his forehead. Huo Qijun looked at his worried little wife and had to admit that although the military division's words were disgusting, they were very useful.

Sweet talk is really a big killer. No matter how noble a woman is, she also has low aesthetic taste. It turns out that her daughter-in-law still likes to listen to such sarcastic words.

Since his daughter-in-law likes it, Huo Qijun doesn't mind reluctantly recalling Zhao Junshi's "quotations" and picking out a few words to his daughter-in-law.

The military division seems to have mentioned that the most useful move is

Huo Qijun involuntarily bent down, and in Shen Qingru's surprised and frightened eyes, he gently blew a breath at his wife's white neck.

"Pa......"

"Ah..." Shen Qingru's startled voice resounded through the sky and echoed over the post station for a long time.

Wu Heizi hugged his daughter-in-law and smiled. The general is a general. He is brave and invincible on the battlefield, and the same is true on the battlefield... Hey, the whole post station heard the news. Listen to your wife's call

The next day.

Huo Qijun got up from the soft collapse with a black face. Shen Qingru carefully took the handkerchief from Aster and flattered Huo Qijun with a smile.

"Husband, I'll wait on you to wash."

"Hum." Huo Qijun sneered at Shen Qingru's "flattery". However, the five finger prints on his left face, which had not completely subsided, made his disdain become particularly unpopular.

Aster quietly turned his face and smiled hard.

Shen Qingru looked at the red fingerprints on the face of the paralyzed iceberg and wanted to laugh. However, Huo Qijun's threatening eyes forced her to hold the smile in her stomach.

Yesterday, my husband didn't know what kind of wind he was smoking. He suddenly came up and blew a breath in her neck. The feeling of warm and crisp suddenly hit Shen Qingru's whole body. Her conditioned hand was a slap at the source of the heat

Huo Qijun put his bedding on the soft collapse with a black face in the roar of laughter she couldn't stop. He was a careful man and faced her with his back all night.

Shen Qingru took the whole big bed and slept until dawn. As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw my husband's sad little eyes, accusing her, and the fingerprint on Jun's face that hadn't dissipated.

"Ha ha ha ha..." Shen Qingru couldn't hold back. She hammered the bed board with her hand and fell down on the bed with a smile again.

"Husband, try this. It tastes good." after half a breakfast, Huo Qijun was still black and silent. Shen Qingru caught one

After a few days together, she had a general understanding of Huo Qijun's taste.

This person has light taste and doesn't eat meat. He doesn't like her without spicy and meat. When the husband and wife eat together, Shen Qingru often has boiled fish, spicy chicken shreds, braised hooves and other heavy taste foods, while Huo Qijun has clear and light Longjing shrimp, fried mushrooms, cabbage and tofu. The dishes of the husband and wife are completely different.

However, over time, Shen Qingru also learned to add spicy oil to Huo Qijun's tomato egg soup and bury meat slices in Cabbage and tofu... In particular, she appreciated her husband's embarrassing appearance of being unable to spit out and swallow.

But one time, when she secretly added pepper to Huo Qijun's porridge, she found that there seemed to be something wrong with her husband's taste. No matter how much she added, Huo Qijun always ate two mouthfuls without changing his face, and then continued to look down at the military situation

Shen Qingru was surprised to dig a spoonful of Huo Qijun's porridge with her spoon and put it in her mouth. The pungent pepper smell made her tears flow in an instant... Shen Qingru covered her face in embarrassment, but Huo Qijun burst into a burst of happy laughter.

"Madam, you've been fooled..." Huo Qijun smiled and missed beating. Shen Qingru kicked him bitterly while busy looking for water.

However, although Huo Qijun had a light taste, he was extremely fond of sweets, especially the delicately made Jiangnan pastry. Shen Qingru shook around his lips with the cream pastry roll. Huo Qijun's face darkened all night finally eased a little. He opened his mouth to hold the pastry and reluctantly accepted Shen Qingru's favor.

"Husband, are you still angry?" the little wife's bright eyes smiled and looked at him. Huo Qijun moved his heart and reluctantly continued to keep his face high and cold.

"I really admire you, madam, for daring to beat your husband when you get married." Shen Qingru curled her lips and looked at it. She said that the man was a careful man. She said it was not intentional, and the man was still haggling over every detail.

"Husband, don't be so stingy." Shen Qing's white jade like cheeks are very close. The two smiling crescent moons are looking at him for a moment. The tone is full of coquetry, which makes Huo Qijun's mind disappear.

"Hum..." Huo Qijun continued to turn his face coldly and resolutely couldn't accept Shen Qingru's surrender so soon.

When Shen Qingru's warm little hand gently pasted on the back of his hand, Huo Qijun's "high cold" finally collapsed. He wrapped the soft and slender little hand in his palm with his backhand and gently rubbed the jade carved fingers.

"Yesterday you said you had something to ask me. What was it?" Huo Qijun suddenly remembered Shen Qingru's words yesterday and looked at Shen Qingru with a little doubt.

But he saw the smile of his little wife suddenly with a trace of murderous spirit. Huo Qijun shivered for no reason, but he heard his little wife smiling and biting her teeth to his ear, and asked sweetly, "husband, who is Miss Weiyang?"