Siheyuan: The Final Winner

  Chapter 545 The wind and rain are wonderful

  In the warm blanket.

  Jiang Ping'an was like a gust of wind and rain, making Qin Huairu out of breath.

  The high-intensity impact also made her feel unparalleled fun and became addicted to it.

  Suddenly, the two hugged each other tightly, turning from movement to stillness as if time had paused.

   After a while, Qin Huairu gently lifted the quilt, blushed, and let out a satisfied breath.

   "My mother-in-law knows that I'm here to find you." Qin Huairu said softly.

   "She knows it won't be a bad thing, but will help us cover."

  Jiang Pingan was condescending, looked at her face, and said with a light smile:

   "You get along very well with her, and you can talk to her about this kind of thing."

  Qin Huairu stretched out her white jade-like arms, hugged Jiang Ping'an's neck, and asked him to draw him closer, then said with a smile:

   "When Dongxu was here, she was critical of me in every possible way, but when Dongxu was gone, she was kind to me instead."

   "You don't know, but on the day Dongxu passed away, she opened up to me and had a heart-to-heart talk."

   "She also said it bluntly, allowing me to find a man secretly, but not allowing me to remarry, for fear that I would take the stick away."

  Jiang Pingan trembled suddenly again, squinted his eyes to feel it for a moment, exhaled, smiled and said:

   "This time really flies. It's been a long time since we got together in the countryside last year."

  Qin Huairu nodded lightly, and said with a smile: "Isn't it? Thinking about it now, I was quite confused at that time."

   Then gently pushed Jiang Ping'an, and whispered: "Go out, there are too many."

  Jiang Pingan nodded, backed out slowly, turned over and lay down, and handed over the towel next to him.

   "This towel is used, remember to wash it and dry it before leaving later!" Jiang Ping'an reminded.

  Qin Huairu nodded and said, "Yes, I see. By the way, is this towel for washing your face or for wiping your feet?"

   "Don't worry about it so much, it must be clean, and you can just use it." Jiang Ping'an smiled.

  Qin Huairu held it and smelled it. There was a fresh smell after the sun on it, so he felt relieved.

  Jiang Pingan looked funny and asked, "Why are you smelling it?"

   "Uh, I smelled it subconsciously, hehe, I didn't think much about it."

  Qin Huairu said in embarrassment, then took the towel under the bed and clamped it.

  Jiang Pingan asked with a smirk: "Aren't you afraid that this is used by others?"

   "Ah? No way?" Qin Huairu was startled, and immediately froze there.

   "Don't be in a daze, hurry up and rest, we have to go back before noon." Jiang Ping'an said.

  Qin Huairu came back to his senses, lay slowly in his arms, and muttered:

   "It's already been used anyway, so there's really nothing to worry about, as long as it's washed clean."

  Jiang Ping'an smiled and asked, "You're not at home, what if Sophora is hungry?"

   "Well, I squeezed some and put them at home, and she can also eat rice porridge." Qin Huairu blushed.

   Then he gave Jiang Pingan a gouged look, and said, "You are too kind."

   "I used to grab small pawns to eat, but now I'm robbing Sophora japonica to eat."

   "You should treat them better in the future, who told you to steal their food?"

  Jiang Pingan laughed, lowered his head and pressed her lamp, and said in doubt:

   "By the way, you have given birth to three children, why hasn't this color changed?"

   "Yo, you know a lot!" Qin Huairu said with a smile.

   "I don't know what's going on, it just doesn't change color, it's always been like this."

   "It may be related to my physique. After I gave birth, I recovered very quickly."

  Jiang Ping'an nodded and said, "No wonder you dared to go out to wash dishes when you were born and still in confinement in winter."

   "That's different, my mother-in-law drove me there, do you think I'm willing?" Qin Huairu shook his head and said.

   "You don't know, I hated my mother-in-law back then, but I didn't dare to show it."

   "I am a girl from the countryside, it is a great blessing to be able to marry into the city."

   "Even if my mother-in-law and Dongxu are harsher to me, I have to be patient."

   "It's all right now, without Dongxu, I have become the pillar of the family, but I am free."

  Jiang Pingan held her face, smiled and said, "You underestimate yourself."

   "With your looks, every man in the yard counts as one, and they are all greedy for you."

  Qin Huairu pursed her lips and smiled, she didn't deny this, and she knew it in her heart.

  When I didn’t marry and came to the city before, I was eager to go to the city, so I didn’t have to choose.

  After entering the city, she also found her own charm, which was indeed attractive enough.

  Sometimes she even thought that if she was not in a hurry to marry Jia Dongxu at that time, maybe she could marry someone better.

  But after she got a stick, she stopped thinking about him.

   "It's strange to say that we are so close in the countryside. We have known each other since we were young, but we rarely get along."

  Qin Huairu sighed softly and said in a low voice.

   "On the contrary, it's Jingru. She and you can be regarded as childhood sweethearts, and we grew up together."

  Jiang Ping'an smiled and said, "Maybe it's fate!"

   That's the original owner's fault, and it's out of his control.

  He wants to come here early, Qin Huairu definitely has no place in Jia Dongxu.

  Up to now, he still feels that the Qin Huairu in his hand is the most fragrant Qin Huairu.

  And this woman, like Qin Jingru, listens to men very much, and manages the house diligently.

  With Jiang Ping'an's temperament as a prime minister, even if he marries Qin Huairu, the house will still be safe and secure.

  Of course, all of these are assumptions, and it is useless to say more.

  The two were talking, and after resting for a while, Qin Huairu suddenly turned over and looked at him meaningfully.

   "What's wrong? Are you still going to rebel?" Jiang Pingan scolded with a smile.

  Qin Huairu pulled her hair back, showing a delicate face, pursed her lips and said with a smile:

   "Maybe you often bully me, why don't you be presumptuous once in a while?"

  Jiang Pingan laughed, put his hands on the back of his head, looked at her and said:

   "Well, it seems that you still feel wronged, and I will let you go today."

  Qin Huairu covered her mouth and smiled softly, winking like silk.

   Then he took the towel away, put it aside, held Jiang Ping'an for a while, and sat on it.

   After a while, the two were inlaid together like the upper and lower stone discs of a stone mill, closely fitting and gently grinding.

  Qin Huairu gradually restrained her smile, her cheeks turned rosy, she squinted her eyes, silently feeling the mystery.

  Jiang Pingan watched her headlight dangling, feasting his eyes, couldn't help holding it and playing with it, and couldn't put it down.

  Now Qin Huairu, because there is no shortage of food, is more plump and charming than before.

   After a while, Qin Huairu said, "I admit, I'm still not as good as you."

  Accustomed to Jiang Ping'an's rhythm, she herself is too gentle, which makes her feel uncomfortable.

   "Haha, I thought you were so good! Are you giving up now?" Jiang Pingan laughed.

  Qin Huairu gave him a gouged look, blushing, and said coquettishly, "Don't watch my jokes!"

  Jiang Pingan laughed, put her down, got on the horse, and said:

   "Okay, don't watch your jokes, just follow my rhythm!"

  (end of this chapter)