Changping Village.

The Luo family's backyard.

Yang Ruoqing lay quietly in Luo Fengtang's arms, closed her eyes, and smelled the familiar smell on his body. Time seemed to have stopped flowing, and they seemed to have returned many years ago.

At that time, they were still very young, and they often got tired of being together like this.

Even if you don't say anything or do nothing, just smelling the breath of the other person will make you feel very at ease and satisfied.

"I'm coming back this time...does it scare you?"

After a long time, Luo Fengtang raised her chin and asked in a deep voice.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes were full of tenderness, and she said truthfully: "I was a little scared. I saw my uncle carrying you here, and I didn't know what your situation was, so I only thought about the worst."

Luo Fengtang curled his lips, his eyes full of guilt, "I'm sorry, it's my fault..."

"No, don't say that. I feel sorry for you before it's too late!" Yang Ruoqing quickly interrupted him, "Besides, you fell ill because you were too tired from the journey, the temperature dropped sharply, and the snowstorm caught you off guard.

"

Luo Fengtang nodded slightly and looked at her face carefully.

His eyes are too deep. Years of fighting have made him more capable and steady. He is in his thirties when a mature man is at the peak of his charm.

When he pinched her chin and looked at her at such a close distance, his pupils reflected her "silly" look. Perhaps it had been a long, long time since he had been so close to her, so she actually blushed and looked away in embarrassment.

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"Tangyaozi, didn't your previous letter home say that you couldn't come back to celebrate the New Year this year? Why did you suddenly come back?"

In order to resolve the embarrassment, the only way she could think of was to change the subject.

His eyes were still lingering on her face, and his low voice gave a brief answer as his Adam's apple rolled:

"I missed you and came back."

This answer is really straightforward... Yang Ruoqing was secretly happy and even became more popular.

"Qing'er."

"Hey, I'm here."

"you lost weight."

"ah?"

Yang Ruoqing looked up at him with astonishment on her face.

"Isn't that right? I have obviously put on weight during this period. A few days ago, when my aunt and the others were killing the New Year pig and weighing it, I also weighed it, and I gained four kilograms!"

Luo Fengtang raised his eyebrows, "Really? Four pounds is not a small amount. Where did it grow? Why didn't I see it?"

"There are growths everywhere. If you don't believe me, you could pinch my face. It's all flesh...ah!"

Before she finished speaking, she suddenly whispered, subconsciously crossing her arms, her pretty face flushed with embarrassment.

That big hand under the clothes came so unexpectedly!

However, the perpetrator looked at her with a smile, seeming to enjoy her shy and frightened look.

"Tang Yazi, you, you have become bad." She bit her lip and whispered.

Luo Fengtang came closer, held her head and whispered against her earlobe: "I only treat my own wife badly."

Yang Ruoqing pursed her lips and smiled, lowering her eyes to look at him in embarrassment, but she lightly punched his strong chest.

He pulled her into his arms and lifted the quilt to wrap the two of them.

"I'll take a closer look at my husband to see if I'm really fat..."

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Couples of this age are in love with each other.

Especially since the two places have been separated for such a long time, meeting each other will definitely set off the fire from the sky and the earth will be out of control.

However, Luo Fengtang had just woken up and was too weak. Even if he had the intention to do something bad to Yang Ruoqing, his body would not allow it.

But for a man who loves his wife, even if he can't eat meat, he still has to mop up some oil.

After a lot of 'examination', Yang Ruoqing's hair was messy, her eyes were silky, her clothes were a little disheveled, and her whole body was lying in his arms as soft as a puddle of water.

"You are a sick person and you are not honest at all, bah!"

Luo Fengtang kissed her forehead, "If I were honest with you, then we would no longer be husband and wife, but brothers."

"Goose goose..." Yang Ruoqing covered her mouth and laughed so hard that her branches trembled.

It's bright and bright outside, and everyone in the family is probably getting up, so I can't get tired of it anymore.

Both of them understood, so Luo Fengtang let go of her.

Yang Ruoqing was sitting in front of the dressing mirror, adjusting her makeup. Luo Fengtang sat on the bedside and looked at her in the bronze mirror with gentle eyes.

Yang Ruoqing rarely puts on makeup and powder, but this time she put some makeup on her neck.

There's nothing I can do, someone planted strawberries there.

Hearing his low laughter from behind, she turned her head and glared at him fiercely, and he responded with an endearing smile.

When she turned around, the corners of his lips raised, and his eyes were full of pride and satisfaction.

Even though Luo Fengtang is sick, he is still a person who pays attention to personal hygiene.

No, after Yang Ruoqing had packed up, he strongly asked her to help him find a set of clean clothes, and he also wanted to go into the bathroom to wash up.

"I already changed your clothes last night when I was helping you drink wine to cool down. There's no need to change again. As for the rest, you should just lie down in bed. It's okay to be careless when you're sick."

Yang Ruo persuaded him earnestly, fearing that he would wake up later and get startled.

However, Luo Fengtang was unusually stubborn.

"Qing'er's body smells so good, and so does the bed. I'm so smelly and soiled."

After hearing his reasons, Yang Ruoqing was really angry and funny.

I couldn't help but twist his ears, "You, you, are you talking like how much I despise you? Have you forgotten that when we were dating, you didn't even wash your feet, and those hard socks could be thrown away?

Are you going to smash a hole in the ground?"

Luo Fengtang blushed.

To be honest, when a person with a cold appearance but a soft heart blushes, his charm is really irresistible.

To put it bluntly, he was so manly that she would rather slap him in the face during a quarrel than attack his handsome face.

When the mistress gave birth to a baby, she didn't dare to bother him when she went to take care of the confinement boy.

"Hao Qing'er, of course I know you don't dislike me, but I dislike myself. Honey, help me find some clothes. I have to wash them again."

I had been traveling day and night, and I didn't know how long I had taken a shower or shaved.

It's okay for him to hang out with a group of big men in the army, but when he goes home to meet his wife, he must not clean himself up?

Besides, in addition to his wife and daughter-in-law, there are also elders and a daughter at home, so he has to keep his spirits up.

Yang Ruoqing was well aware of his stubbornness and decided to achieve one thing.

"That's all, then you can just wash up and go to bed as soon as you're done."

In this way, Luo Fengtang went to the bathroom.

Listening to the sound of water rushing inside, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but knock on the door outside: "Are you really sure you don't want me to help you?"

"No, I can do it myself."

Yang Ruoqing curled her lips.

If she remembered correctly, when he came back from outside before, he would have to pull her up to take a bath.

He wants her to help with a back rub, handing her a handkerchief, or something like that, or he has to squeeze in to help her take a shower, rub her back, and so on.
Chapter completed!