Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 509, Rain
Everyone said that spring is so good, Feng Qingluo doesn't like spring at all, because it rains almost every day in spring, which is annoying to me.

Especially in this ancient time, when it rains, you can't go out.

It's not that you can't go out, the main thing is that the shuttle clothes, wearing a hat will wear out her tender skin, it hurts!

But the umbrella bar doesn't work at all, and it's not too uncomfortable to go out and come back wet.

Clothes in ancient times were thick and heavy, and it was impossible to dry them after washing them on rainy days.

In short, it is inconvenient to do anything when it rains. I just want to stay at home and enjoy the fire, and bake some clothes by the way.

The second day after Qin Zhi came back, it started to rain again. At first it was drizzle, and the martial arts practitioners on the altar didn't take it seriously, and they persisted for more than an hour before returning home.Unexpectedly, before breakfast was finished, the rain started to rain heavily, and it kept falling.

When Feng Qingluo came out of the space, it was the moment when the rain was heaviest.

She looked at the rain curtain outside the house, then at Qin Zhi's wet clothes and frowned.

"I don't know how to go back to the house to change my clothes when they are wet!"

In fact, she was guilty because the door was locked by her from the inside, even if Qin Zhi wanted to change it, she couldn't get in.But if he gets close, she will know!This guy clearly doesn't even have the slightest intention to change clothes!

Qin Zhi smiled, but before answering, Han Yan said first: "Patriarch, the master is afraid that going into the house to change clothes will disturb your rest, so he would rather wait for you to wake up in wet clothes."

Hearing this, Yan Yi glared at Han Yan first, you are the only one who talks too much, you are a god assist!
When he looked at Feng Qingluo again, the patriarch really looked very touched, he thought it was over, this feeling couldn't be deeper!

Feng Qing dragged Qin Zhi into the house angrily, completely ignoring that he had only eaten half of his breakfast.

Qin Zhi even teased her when he entered the room, "Ma'am, you're so anxious this early in the morning because your husband didn't serve you well last night?"

Feng Qingluo blushed instantly, "I'm waiting for you big headed ghost, change your clothes quickly!"

Qin Zhi changed his face, and said aggrievedly: "After running around for days, I didn't close my eyes last night. I'm too tired to raise my hands for my husband. How about...Madam, can you help me?"

Feng Qingluo really wanted to say something to him again, to help you a big-headed ghost!

But what Qin Zhi said was true, she couldn't bear to hate him.

Gritting her teeth, Feng Qingluo silently turned around to get his clothes, and waited for him to change inside and out, just like serving an uncle.

After changing their clothes and drying their hair, the two of them appeared at the place where they ate just now hand in hand, almost blinding Han Yan and the others.

"Master, this dress looks good!" Qin Qi was the most straightforward, and he just said it if he looked good.

Han Yan was thoughtful, and after a while he said: "The master has never worn this dress, so I am afraid it is newly made."

Qin Zhi waited for this sentence, and said proudly, "That's right, this is Luoluo's birthday present to me!"

Han Yan...

Qin Qi...

Yan Yi...

Is such a proud person really the one they know?
Feng Qingluo stood aside, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, "Hurry up and have breakfast!"

"Miss accompany me?"

"Well, hurry up!"

"Ok."

Han Yan and Qin Qi covered their faces, this sticky prince doesn't belong to them either!

The breakfast was prepared by Yan Yi, and it was delicious, but Qin Zhi knew it wasn't from Feng Qingluo's handicraft as soon as he tasted it, so he didn't exaggerate a word.

After breakfast, I couldn't do anything. I could only sit in the main room drinking tea and watching the rain.

But in the middle of the noon, Feng Hongtai hurriedly opened the gate of the yard, the coir raincoat couldn't stop the beating rain, and he was completely soaked.

"Fourth Uncle, come and enjoy the fire!"

When Feng Qingluo stood up, Qin Zhi had already gone one step ahead of her to help Feng Hongtai take off his coir raincoat and bamboo hat, without the airs of King Nan'an at all.

After Feng Hongtai took off his rain gear, he hurried to the side of the fire.

"Cold! It's really cold today!"

Feng Qingluo hurriedly asked Yan Yi to add more firewood.

At this time, the farmhouse does not use charcoal for the fire, and it is not so particular, and the firewood is directly set up in the house.

Because Feng Qingluo's house was newly built and the floor was covered with bluestone slabs, she couldn't bear to make it dark, so she set up a broken pot.

At this time, several people gathered around the fire, which was quite warm.

(End of this chapter)