My Wife, Something is Wrong Chapter 75

  Chapter 75 Uncle, something is wrong with you!

the next day.

  Xiaodie stays up late again.

  Last time with a blushing little face, she said that the son was pressing her hair and couldn't get up, but this time she said shyly, "It hurts..."

  Luo Qingzhou didn't do anything bad to her last night, but accidentally pressed her arm...

   "Next time each sleeps at one head."

  Luo Qingzhou helped her rub her arms and got up.

  Seeing this, the little girl quickly got up from the quilt, knelt beside the bed, waited for him to dress, pouted her mouth and muttered: "I don't want it, I want to sleep with the young master."

  Luo Qingzhou ignored her, got out of bed, and walked to the window.

   Pushing open the window, a gust of cold air hits the face.

   But the breath is extraordinarily refreshing.

  The snow has not stopped, but it has fallen very little.

   Snowflakes are slowly falling from the sky, like withered white petals, decorating the scenery outside the window.

  The biting cold wind also temporarily stopped.

  In the small courtyard, pear trees are blooming like flowers.

  Other flowers, plants and trees are all white.

  Luo Qingzhou stood in front of the window, looking at the snowy scenery outside, thinking about last night's ecstasy and that little ghost.

  Xiao Die put on her clothes, her waist-length jet-black hair hung loose, she took a comb in her little hand, and came to his back, and gently helped him comb his hair, with a cute, soft, soft and pitiful appearance.

  Luo Qingzhou withdrew his gaze, suddenly turned around and put his arms around her slender waist, picked her up, put her on the table next to him, and let her sit there.

   Then bent down to look at her.

  Xiao Die was stunned for a moment, her fair face was gradually blushed, and she said shyly, "Master, you...what are you doing?"

   "Why not, just look at you."

  Luo Qingzhou reached out and grabbed her delicate face, and said with a smile, "Finally, I have grown a little flesh, and it is much cuter than before."

  Xiaodie immediately became nervous, touched her small face and said: "My lord, slave... Has slave gained weight?"

   "No, this is fine."

  Luo Qingzhou touched her slender calf again and said, "It's not fat or thin now, it's just right. It's not like before, it's full of bones, and it's uncomfortable to hold."

  Xiaodie lowered her head shyly, her heart was full of joy.

  Young Master, as long as you like it.

  ... as long as it is comfortable.

Luo Qingzhou saw that she was showing the shyness and innocence of a young girl again, looking at her cute and charming, so she couldn't help leaning over, kissed her red cheek, and said: "Okay, don't be silly, Time to work."

   "Oh, oh oh."

  The little girl froze for a moment, then immediately woke up, covered her face, jumped off the table, and ran out shyly and sweetly to prepare breakfast.

finish breakfast.

  Xiaodie went out again to find Xiaotao and the others to study.

  Luo Qingzhou read the book for a while, and saw that Xue was getting younger, so he went out and walked towards Miss Qin's residence.

  He hasn't been there yet, so he only knows the approximate location.

  Passing by Miss Qin's door, he paused for a moment and glanced at the closed courtyard door. Just as he was about to leave, the courtyard door suddenly opened with a "squeak".

  Bai Ling appeared in the door in a pink dress, her beautiful eyes flashed, two dimples appeared on her pretty face, and she said with a sweet smile, "My lord, did you come to greet the miss so early?"

  Luo Qingzhou glanced at her lips, then at her neck.

  Today, her collar is a round collar, which is not turned up, and she does not wear a scarf, revealing her white and slender swan neck.

  There are no traces on it anymore.

   "Just passing by, I'm going to pay my respects to Second Miss."

  Luo Qingzhou told the truth.

  He looked at the sweet girl in front of him, and unconsciously felt a strange feeling in his heart.

  Bai Ling looked at him suspiciously when he heard the words: "Master, what do you want? Why did you go to provoke the second lady again?"

  Luo Qingzhou looked calm: "Madam asked me to go."

  Paused for a moment, then said: "I just went to say hello, and chat with the second lady for a while, there is no other intention."

  Bai Ling stared at him seriously, then suddenly gave a "puchi" smile, smiling like a flower: "Young master, are you explaining to me?"

  Then he blinked playfully again, and said in a low voice: "Is the uncle afraid of my misunderstanding, or the miss' misunderstanding? Or..."

   "Farewell."

  Luo Qingzhou didn't say any more, turned and left.

  Bai Ling hurriedly said: "Uncle, have you been to the second lady's place? Do you know where she lives?"

  Luo Qingzhou didn't look back, and said, "I'll ask other people."

Bailing stared at his back for a few moments, then suddenly turned around and ran back to the house, and then ran out quickly, holding a pink flower oil paper umbrella in his hand, chased after him and opened it, walked together with him, and said with a smile: "Uncle, I will go with you."

  Luo Qingzhou glanced at the flower umbrella above his head, then at her, hesitant to speak.

  Bai Ling stretched out the umbrella in front of him with a smile: "Grandpa, you can hold it up, you are tall, and I am tired from holding it up."

  Luo Qingzhou said: "You can fight yourself, I don't need it."

  Bailing didn't speak, and the umbrella in his hand was still placed in front of him, with a stubborn expression on his face.

  Luo Qingzhou frowned, seeing that the top of her head was covered with snow, he hesitated for a moment, had no choice but to take the umbrella, put it between the two of them, and leaned towards her.

  Bai Ling looked up, then looked at his handsome and calm side face, his eyes moved, and he didn't speak again.

   She glanced back.

  Under the eaves in the distance, amidst the falling snowflakes, a hazy and slender figure stood vaguely, colder than snow.

  Luo Qingzhou held an umbrella, and strolled in the snow with the girl beside him, sniffing her hair fragrance in his nose, feeling her breath in his body, and couldn't help thinking of the intimacy of that night again.

  Just as he was about to speak, Bai Ling suddenly ran to the nearby flower garden, picked off a flower covered with ice and snow, ran back and handed it to him, with bright eyes and bright teeth: "Master, see you off."

  Luo Qingzhou froze for a moment, but didn't answer: "Take it, I don't like it."

  Bai Ling was slightly stunned: "Why? Flowers are so beautiful and fragrant. Since ancient times, talented scholars have compared beautiful women to delicate flowers, and my uncle has also written poems about beauty. How can you not like flowers?"

  Luo Qingzhou just didn't want to accept the flowers she sent.

  How can a man accept flowers from a woman.

   Thinking of her initiative and his passivity every time they have intercourse, he will not accept it even more.

"A flower is a flower after all. No matter how beautiful it is, no one will be beautiful, no matter how fragrant it is, no one will be fragrant. Girl Bai Ling is in front of me. She grows more beautiful than flowers, and grows more fragrant than flowers. Why should I want flowers? "

  He looked ahead and made a perfunctory sentence casually.

   It was really just perfunctory, and just casual, he swore.

"Um?"

  He stopped and looked back.

  The girl stopped in place suddenly, did not move forward, stared at him with beautiful eyes, and the flower in her hand slowly dropped.

   The two of them met through the wind and snow.

  The biting breeze blew by, the girl's pink skirt was like blooming petals, swaying slightly, and the chances of black hair beside her temples flew to the corner of her mouth, and her beautiful face like a flower showed a trance expression.

  Luo Qingzhou didn't know that his casual remarks would have such a big effect.

  In that era, such words could even be said in a joking tone to a girl who was not familiar with her.

  But in this feudal age where men and women are reserved, in this case...

   "I'm just joking, I just said it casually, don't care about it, Miss Bailing."

  Luo Qingzhou held an oil-paper umbrella and returned to her, covering her from the wind and snow, and also cutting off the sight of the two of them meeting together.

  Bai Ling suddenly turned to look at him and said, "Young Master, there is something wrong with you."

  Luo Qingzhou was startled and said, "What's wrong with me?"

  Bai Ling stared at him with burning eyes and said, "Young master is not like an honest person, but like a villain who tricks girls everywhere!"

  Luo Qingzhou: "..."

   "Let's go, go to the second lady."

  Arguing with women is tantamount to asking for trouble and asking for trouble.

   "My uncle is guilty, he acquiesced, and dare not say anything?"

   "Sure enough, I have a guilty conscience..."

   "It really is a villain..."

   "Miss is so pitiful."

  Luo Qingzhou ignored her, she was still chattering.

   Holding an umbrella, the two soon came to Miss Qin Er's residence.

  Knocked on the door, Zhu Er came over to open the door, seeing them, her eyes lit up, and she hurriedly said: "Uncle, Miss is writing your poem, come in quickly."

  Luo Qingzhou and the two were brought in.

  He had already thought about it when he came here. Since Second Miss Qin liked stories like "The Story of the Fragrant Boudoir", he reluctantly told her a story about "The Story of the West Chamber".

   As long as you can beat the second lady to be happy.

  Anyway, in the Qin Mansion, everyone dotes on Second Miss.

  The mother-in-law's words have been very clear.

  He wants to make Miss Er happy.

   As for how to coax, that is his own business.

  After "The Romance of the West Chamber", there will be "Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai", and after that, there will be "Legend of the White Snake", "Phoenix Seeking the Phoenix" and so on.

   It's over, there are still so many goofy TV series, and the stories are even more exciting.

   Not enough, then there are "Jin Ping Mei", "Jade Fu Tuan" and so on, which are similar to "The Story of Fragrant Boudoir". At worst, let Miss Qin Er keep it a secret.

  Anyway, as long as Second Miss is happy, he will be considered as having completed the task.

  But he will only spare at most one hour a day to satisfy the second lady.

   For the rest of the time, he still has to practice.

   Go through the corridor and turn into the backyard.

  In the study room on the left, a window carved with exquisite patterns is open, and a desk is placed in front of the window, and the desk is covered with snow-white rice paper.

  A white and slender jade hand is holding a slender wolf hair, writing gracefully on the rice paper.

The owner of the jade hand, dressed in a moon-white long dress, was covered with a thick velvet fox fur. His skin was like white snow, his eyebrows were like fine willows, and his eyes were full of autumn water. Qin Weimo.

   "Miss, my uncle is here."

  Pearl said softly.

  The girl raised her head, revealing a beautiful but slightly pale face, and the eyes that were as clear as water suddenly overflowed with brilliance.

  (end of this chapter)

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