little wife

Chapter 78

In the past few days, Jing Yun felt a little gloomy. After arriving in Luping City, he didn't know if it was because of the acclimatization. Ning Luo's menstruation became a little irregular. Whenever he wanted to make out, it was always a disappointment.

As soon as he arrived in Luping, everything was difficult at the beginning, he was so busy that he couldn't get away from the ground, and today he finally finished his inspection when he was about to light up the lights. Seeing that there was nothing serious in the military camp, he came back a little earlier on a whim. I want to go to Dr. Jin to ask about Ning Luo's recent health condition.

As soon as he entered the yard, he heard the servants say that Madam was taking a bath.

He couldn't help being a little surprised, why did he take a bath not long after dinner at this time?
There is a lack of water here in the northwest, and ordinary people only wash once in a month or two in autumn and winter. Ning Luo is naturally clean, so it is naturally impossible to do so, but after hearing about the local customs, she also took her heart. It is no longer as wasteful as in the capital.

Clover was guarding the door of the bedroom, as soon as she saw Jing Yun, she came up to greet her: "Master Hou, please wait a moment, Madam told you to wait outside..."

Jing Yun let out a "hush", with an expression of interest, and quietly pushed open the door, and a scent came out.

Clover was in a hurry, and chased after him to pull the corner of his clothes, lowered her voice and said, "Master Hou... Master Hou... Madam won't let you in..."

Jing Yun cast a gloomy face and glanced back at her, Yotsuba's fingers froze immediately, and she was as silent as a cicada, not daring to make a sound.

As soon as you enter the room, you will feel a sense of warmth. In the innermost part of the bedroom, there are four screens with nanmu plum orchid patterns, and a few white coats are hung on the screens. Behind the screens, Yingxiang’s voice sounded: "Madam, do you think taking a bath like this is effective?"

"Let's give it a try," Ning Luo said softly, "I think it's because my skin can't adapt to the weather here, it's strange, why are you all okay?"

There was a bit of frustration in her voice, Yingxiang couldn't bear it, and comforted her: "Of course we can't compare with Madam, Madam has raised her up delicately since she was a child, and has never experienced hardship, so this skin is naturally much more delicate. "

"I don't know how others survived." Ning Luo sighed, "Try these two methods before we talk."

"Why don't you ask Dr. Jin to give you a pulse?" Yingxiang said worriedly, "You won't let Master Hou know that's not the way to go."

"Wait a second..."

Before Ning Luo finished speaking, Jing Yun's voice rang out coldly: "What are you trying to hide from me?"

The two people inside the screen were startled, Yingxiang poked her head to look, and immediately fell to her knees with a plop: "Master Hou, forgive me."

There was a sound of water splashing, and Jing Yun arrived in front of the tub in a few steps, only to see that the beauty in the tub sank her whole body into the tub, only her palm-sized face was exposed, and her black hair was wetly scattered on the surface of the water There were only a few traces sticking to the side of the neck in a mess; a pair of eyes were round and round, like an elk that had strayed into a trap, and there was a bit of panic in the mist, making people want to crush her and swallow her. into the belly.

Seeing his gaze, Ning Luo sank herself down again, until the water was about to submerge her jaw, and then she smiled flatteringly at Jing Yun: "Brother Jing, why did you come back so early today? "

"If I don't come back, how can I see my wife's appearance like a lotus?" Jing Yun looked at her with a half-smile.

"I'm ready, you go out, let Yingxiang change my clothes, I asked the kitchen to warm a bowl of almond cheese soup, you go and taste it." Ning Luo issued the order to evict the guest.

"I'll just change my wife's clothes." Jing Yun glanced at Yingxiang, "Go out."

Yingxiang looked around blankly, and finally recognized the current affairs as a hero, ignored Ning Luo's eyes begging for help, and backed out with her head bowed.

"Brother Jing, don't look at me, can I dress myself?" Ning Luo was helpless, looking at Jing Yun pitifully and said.

"Hey, get up," Jing Yun said softly, "It's cold here, the water is so cold that you'll catch a cold, what's in the water, it's so fragrant..."

He held a body towel in one hand, and picked up Ning Luo's arm with the other. Ning Luo flinched and resisted, but was arrested without any suspense.

Jing Yun's gaze froze immediately, and he was stunned for a while, then he said in surprise and anger: "What's wrong with your arm? So many red marks?"

Ning Luo nana said: "scratch...scratch...a little itchy..."

"Some itching will scratch like this?" Jing Yun's face was livid, "Where else is there besides the arm?"

"There's nothing left... and calves... and belly..." Under Jing Yun's gaze, Ning Luo's voice became lower and lower, and finally confessed.

Jing Yun helped her up from the bathtub, and quickly dried her body. Sure enough, there were also red marks on her lower abdomen and calves, especially on her calves, two of which had already scabbed with blood. It's shocking.

Being stared at by him nakedly, Ning Luo was extremely shy, and seeing that his complexion was not good, she didn't dare to urge him. After finally waiting for him to dry off, she wanted to get the middle coat, but Jing Yun picked her up by the waist, and directly Send her into the brocade quilt.

Only then did Ning Luo feel at ease, and smiled and pressed the folds between his brows: "It's much better, don't frown, really, I think it should be due to the dry weather and lack of water in the skin, I poured it in the bathtub I took rose oil, and after taking a bath, I applied a layer of snow skin cream, and the symptoms have been relieved."

Jing Yun ignored her, just held her arm in his hand and stroked it slowly from top to bottom, muttering to himself: "No wonder you lied to me these past two days that menstruation is coming and won't let me get close. coaxing me."

"I... I'm afraid you're worried..." Ning Luo said guiltily, "You're so busy outside, I still have to worry about you—"

Jing Yun suddenly blocked her lips, gnawed on those two delicate petals almost roughly, plundering Ning Luo's breath, and did not let go of his restraint until both of them were breathing heavily.

"Luo'er," he looked at her steadfastly, his voice full of pain, "I'm too careless and selfish, I shouldn't have let you come to the northwest to suffer like this."

Ning Luo was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean? Do you regret bringing me here for such a trivial matter?"

"You should be spoiled by thousands of beautiful flowers, but you have to suffer with me," Jing Yun said in a low voice, "but that's the case, I still don't want to let you go, let alone leave you alone in the capital for others covet..."

An unspeakable joy welled up in her heart, and Ning Luo embraced his neck, pursing her lips and said happily, "That's right, brother Jing, don't talk about suffering, as long as I can be with you, what kind of suffering will I suffer?" It's all worth it, but if one day I become a yellow-faced woman, you must not despise me."

"How could I dislike you?" Jing Yun said incredulously, "Even if your teeth are shaking, you are still my sweet little wife."

The two looked at each other, affectionate.

"Oh, my almond cheese soup!" Ning Luo suddenly yelled, "Brother Jing, bring the clothes, I'll get them for you to eat."

But Jing Yun remained motionless, his eyes that looked like a cold pool were deep and deep: "Luo'er, I remember you said that you should put snow skin cream on the wound, right?"

Ning Luo nodded: "This will be quick, I'll do it myself."

"How can this work?" Jing Yun looked around seriously, took the porcelain bottle from the dressing table and sat back on the bed again, "I have something to do for my husband, come on, today I will wipe it for my wife."

He dipped a lump from the bottle with his index finger, and spread it evenly on Ning Luo's arm. The ointment was cool, and he spread it slowly.

"Just rubbing it on is not enough," he looked at it a few times, and said to himself, "I'm afraid you need to massage it so that the medicinal properties can be absorbed by the skin."

Ning Luo's heart rang out: "You...what are you going to do?"

"Naturally, it's a cure." Jing Yun said seriously, then dabbed another lump, and continued to apply it on that arm, his hand was extremely slippery, and he rubbed it round and round until the cream finally penetrated into the skin, Ning Luo It was very comfortable to be massaged by him, and the faint itching disappeared after getting out of the water.

Seeing that he didn't do anything out of the ordinary, Ning Luo also relaxed her vigilance, stretched out her calf, and said softly, "There is still here."

Jing Yun's palms are wide and warm, and can almost wrap her calf completely. The strength is just right, and sometimes when pressing the acupuncture points, there is a feeling of exhaustion and comfort. Ning Luo hummed twice, squinting her eyes slightly and muttered: "Brother Jing, you press it so comfortably."

Jing Yun looked at her with darker eyes, his Adam's apple trembled slightly, he licked his lips and said in a low voice, "As long as you like it."

The quilt was lifted, Ning Luo felt cold, and opened her eyes immediately, just about to shrink back, Jing Yun held her down: "There is also on the lower abdomen, the last place."

Ning Luo's cheeks were flushed, she struggled for a while, and finally closed her eyes, "Hurry up."

"It won't come soon." Jing Yun said meaningfully, stroking her belly gently with his fingertips.

It was completely different from the touch on the calf. Ning Luo couldn't help curling up her toes, her voice changed a little, and she begged in a low voice: "Brother Jing, are you alright? Don't press it, I don't itch anymore..."

"Don't worry...it's almost there..." The massaging hand paused, then started to spin around her leg again, stopped for a while, and started again...

Where the fingertips lingered, it seemed that there was a flame burning.

Ning Luo gasped twice, and was about to hold down the restless palm when suddenly her body became hot, and Jing Yun pressed her whole body under him.

"You...what are you doing!" Ning Luo screamed, and opened her eyes, Jing Yun's chiseled face was close at hand.

"Massage a few more places for Madam..."

The lips were blocked, and all the panting was swallowed.

Yingxiang and Clover stood guard at the door, listening to the movement inside with fear.

Both of them grew up in the Hou's mansion. Knowing Jing Yun's temper, they have always respected and feared Jing Yun. When they were serving Ning Luo, Jing Yun told them to take everything about his wife to heart. There must be no mistakes, this time Madam got sick, but they kept it from them together, I'm afraid it will annoy Jing Yun.

It's just that the expected anger inside didn't erupt, instead, it made people blush and heartbeat come out.

The two of them looked at each other, and couldn't help but took two steps back, standing with their eyes on their noses, their noses, their noses, and their hearts.

After a while, the door opened with a "squeak", and Jing Yun came out fully dressed, and glanced at the two of them expressionlessly: "Where's the almond cheese soup?"

Clover shivered for a moment, and immediately responded: "It's warming in the kitchen, servant girl will go get it now?"

Jing Yun snorted softly, and was about to speak when Ning Luo's voice rang out in the room, laziness and tenderness after sex: "Brother Jing, you gave them to me, so naturally I have to listen to them." My, you are not allowed to punish them."

What Jing Yun wanted to say suddenly stuck in his throat, and he waved his hand after a while and said, "Go."

Clover stuck out her tongue and ran away in a hurry.

Yingxiang looked at Jing Yun anxiously, and mumbled, "Master Hou...I...in the future..."

Jing Yun said with a sullen face: "There will be no next time, hurry up and serve Madam."

Yingxiang quickly ran into the house as if she had received an amnesty.

(End of this chapter)