A Xuan holds enough of her father's fingers and blinks her eyes. She wants her father's handkerchief. A Pei heard the sound and turned to look at her sister. After a while, she continued to play with her own.
Xu Jin's daughter wanted the moon. He would pick it up and give it to her. How could he not give up the handkerchief, so he gave it to the little girl. He took out another piece of handkerchief from the bed. Now there are more handkerchiefs on the bed of the husband and wife.
Seeing that her father has changed another one, ah Xuan chuckles and asks for it.
He looks like him when he grins. His daughters smile like Fu Rong. Xu Jin's heart melts. He continues to play for his daughter and reaches out to touch another handkerchief. Teasing and teasing him, he thinks that one hand is inconvenient. Xu Jin looks at the obviously not long veil, thinks about it, puts down a Xuan, and takes Fu Rong's small clothes out of his arms. Although it is clear that no one dares not pass in, Xu Jin still walked a few steps to close the door, back to the bedside has been changed into a masked man.
It's just that the assassins and thieves are covered with black cloth, and the prince Su is covered with his own princess's belly bag.
With this look, a Xuan forgets the handkerchief in her hand, and a Pei forgets Bu Qilin, who is still rocking in front of her eyes. Both sisters are good at staring at the man who looks like father but not like him.
When his daughters looked at him like this, Xu Jin's face was a little hot, but he was thick skinned. At the moment, there was no outsider in the room, and the daughters were still ignorant. Xu Jin soon became comfortable, took the sisters to their legs, and laughed and coaxed them: "don't you know your father? This is your mother's clothes. Your aunt is going to get married. Tonight, your mother will sleep with your aunt and let your father bring this back to you. "
A Xuan can't see her father's mouth. She doesn't know where the voice comes from. She looks around.
A Pei reached for the cloth on his father's face.
Xu Jin kept laughing. He raised his small clothes to expose his chin, but covered his eyes. He played hide and seek with his two daughters, which made them sleepy. Xu Jin knelt down on the bed and patted one with one hand. When his daughters fell asleep, he also lay on the outside, covering his wife's small clothes on his face.
The room is quiet.
Fu Rong had just finished the afternoon at the Marquis house. He was so tired that he thought Xu Jin was just talking about it casually. When he woke up, he found that Xu Jin had really taken away her small clothes.
Fu Rong is angry and funny. That guy can't really make the best use of it?
However, thinking of her sister, Fu Rong's mind soon took it back from her husband and daughters, and went to Fu Xuan's side for a while.
At night, when the three sisters were sleeping together, they had endless words to say. Fu Xuan also changed her previous attitude of being indifferent to Fu Rong. She responded happily to Fu Rong's advice, regardless of whether she agreed or not. Only when Fu Rong began to say that there was no need, she began to tickle her sister.
Fu Rong, of course, had to resist. He had eaten more salt for several years, and his strength was stronger. When you came, I pressed down on my sister and cleaned her up. Fu Xuan burst into tears with laughter and gasped for Fu Wan's help. Fu Wan didn't help anyone. He sat on one side and watched his two sisters make mischief. He shook his head and laughed. At the end of the night, he advised Fu Rong to stop his hands and go to bed.
The next day it was just a little light, and the east courtyard of Jingyang Houfu became lively.
When Fu Xuan put on her make-up, her brother Yuanyuan tilted her head to see their aunt turn into a beautiful bride.
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