Chapter 1815 (2/2)

Shuangling and Shuangxiu were shocked. They didn't dare to talk to each other. They told the little girl to serve the little lady with hot water to clean her hands and face.

Not many will arrive at dinner time, not waiting for Shuangling and Shuangxiu to ask if they need to invite the eldest young master to come back, Fang Qing said: ”give him the crucian carp tofu soup, braised fish head with sour bamboo shoots, stir fried pea seedling, spiced peppers with shredded vegetables, stir fried diced fungus and ham!”

Shuangling and Shuangxiu agreed to go.

Poor two girls, sandwiched between two masters, these two days not less worried!

Su Jinghe didn't want to eat. He had no appetite. When he saw the sour and spicy, the tofu soup was pure white and the pea sprouts were fresh, but he had some appetite. He drank half a bowl of soup. He also ate a lot of dishes, and a dish of fried pea sprouts had a bottom.

It's very comfortable in the stomach.

Suddenly I thought that these dishes were naturally prepared by the hateful woman. The two girls could not be so attentive!

So think, the heart has no reason for a warm, that woman how much or miss their own two points?

Su Jing and hesitation tangle up: do you want to go back to the room?

The subconscious wants to go back, but the subconscious also prevents him from going back - to go back is to be soft, why should he go back!

This tangle of hesitation, on the past night.

It wasn't until late at night that Su Jinghe straightened out: married from his husband, wasn't he? Besides, it's not her own yard or her own room. Why can't he go back?

No, why does he dare not!

Su Jinghe was very annoyed at the words ”dare not” that came out of his mind.

At that time, I had the courage to go straight to the yard like the wind under my feet.

”Young master...” Shuangling and Shuangxiu didn't have time to finish a word, so Su Jinghe rushed into the room.

The two were stunned and looked at each other.

What's the matter? Even if I come back, I won't make such an expression

At this time, it was late at night. Fang Qing had been tired for a day in the shop and had been sleepy for a long time. At this time, she had already fallen asleep. There was only a light on the landing lamp stand in one corner of the room. The light was big as beans, and a matching apricot gauze cover was used to cover it. The light in the room was dim and hazy.

Su Jinghe rushes in with courage. The warmth and quietness of the room makes his heart relax: it's better to be at home!

Su Jinghe has never felt this kind of feeling, which comes from the inner sense of steadiness.

He stepped forward with a light step, lifted up the gauze curtain and looked inside. Fang Qing was sleeping in the red silk quilt of apricot. Her face was calm, her breath was even and shallow, her eyebrows and eyes were small and beautiful, her lips were slightly pursed, and her petals were generally attractive.

The hair of black oil is meandering on the embroidered pillow of mandarin duck and red lotus, adding a bit of laziness.

Su Jing and his throat rolled twice, and his eyes were suddenly deep. This is his daughter-in-law, isn't it?

He wants her! A very strong feeling told him that he wanted her immediately! Only the body fit together, only tightly hold her in the arms, his heart will be solid, will feel that she is still alive in his life.

Su Jinghe untied his robe and put it on the bed. Then he immediately put it on Fang Qing's body. He lowered his head and was about to kiss him. He had a pair of black and bright eyes.

Fang Qing woke up and looked at him without blinking.