Zhao Rong walked over, put his arms around Zhao Lingfei's waist from behind, and pressed his body against her.

"Don't look back," he said.

Concubine Zhao Ling, who was about to turn her head, stopped.

Zhao Rong lowered his head and carefully put the light pink flower in her hair next to her ear. When he put his hand down, he couldn't help but pinch the round and small earlobe with two fingers.

In his arms, Concubine Zhao Ling's delicate body trembled slightly.

She lowered her eyes to study the reflection of the woman wearing delicate flowers in the water tank, and nudged Zhao Rong behind her with her elbow. She said with joy and helplessness, "Why are you wearing this thing suddenly? You're always doing this all day long..."

Zhao Rong heard the coquettish tone in his wife's reproachful words, but he smiled without answering. He just pressed closer to her from behind, stretched out his hands, and washed his hands with her. He scooped up a handful of water and gently rubbed the back of her hands and her slender fingers, which were as white as jade.

Girls always like to say one thing and mean another. No matter how happy they are in their hearts, they won’t say it out loud. They are thin-skinned and deliberately say something different.

Moreover, when giving gifts to women, preciousness and rarity are only secondary. Even the sense of ritual that represents the thought and is highly valued should be taken a back seat... The most important thing is just two words - surprise.

For example, on days like Valentine's Day, engagement day, and wedding anniversary, you suddenly send them flowers or gifts, thinking you are giving them a very romantic surprise, but they won't be surprised at all, and may even be mentally prepared, wondering when you will give them out. When they receive them with a smile, they will react with an "oh" in their hearts.

Because this is not a bonus question, but a basic question, which is for getting basic points.

Because to a woman, a gift without any surprise, no matter how expensive it is, is just a piece of barbecue without salt, which can only fill her stomach but is not delicious or tempting.

So a useful trick is to add a sudden gift and a sense of ritual to some ordinary everyday moment. For example, someone can pick a bouquet of flowers on the way home for dinner and give it to her solemnly when he gets home.

You need to let the woman have no idea that you will do such a thing beforehand. This is not only necessary when you are pursuing a woman, it is also very important after you are old married. You need to give her some surprises and excitement from time to time... This is also what many women think of as the difference between an interesting and a boring man.

It seems that all women in the world like surprises. Even someone as cool and dignified as Qingjun is not immune to this.

Zhao Rong realized that Qingjun in his arms was still secretly looking at him wearing the delicate flowers. He held her snow-white and smooth hands, lowered his head and clasped his neck with hers. They looked at the delicate flowers and the beauty in the water tank for a while. He nodded alone, "The flowers are beautiful, and the person... is also okay."

Qingjun, who had been indifferent and aloof until now, suddenly turned around and glared at him with her beautiful eyes. At the same time, her bare hands, which were washing below, tightly grasped the back of his hands, a little anxiously.

"Say it again, my husband!"

"I mean the flower on your head is beautiful, but the man behind you is so-so and doesn't really match your beauty."

Zhao Rong blinked, but Concubine Zhao Ling became even more anxious. She grabbed his hand, leaned back and raised her slender neck and said:

"Don't say that. We are a match made in heaven. We can't escape each other. Otherwise, why would God let Qian'er and I meet you, my enemy, so early in life? Isn't it all destiny? I can feel it."

Zhao Rong laughed, curled the corners of his mouth, leaned close to her ear, and seemed to whisper something. No one knew what he said, but it was like a light feather scratching the tip of Zhao Lingfei's heart. The woman with her head lowered trembled, and her originally fair and clean ears suddenly turned red.

"No...no..." she murmured, her voice trembling in the air like a thin string plucked by a little finger.

Zhao Rong felt the rising temperature of the beauty's neck in his arms, accompanied by Qingjun's unique jasmine-like elegant body fragrance, which made him lower his nose the more he sniffed, and the Confucian robe under his body couldn't help but jump. Zhao Rong's hands around her waist tightened, holding Zhao Lingfei closer, so that the ripple between her straight back and waist and her curvy figure fit perfectly with his body, as if he wanted to rub her into his body. Zhao Rong suddenly felt that what Qingjun had just said was right, they were a match made in heaven, and they fit so well here.

He continued to nibble on the red little earlobe, "Good girl, okay?"

"That's not... not good. I still have a bowl of fish soup to cook."

"It's okay. We can make a bowl of fish soup together." After a pause, he added, "It's for you."

Concubine Zhao Ling suddenly turned her head and looked outside the door. Zhao Rong seemed to understand something and took the initiative to say:

"The gate is closed, and... Qingjing is guarding outside."

"This is still not a good idea." Concubine Zhao Ling continued to repeat, and raised her head slightly to look back at Zhao Rong, "Why is my husband so anxious?"

"Isn't this the sweet reward someone mentioned?"

"Hey, what kind of reward is this?" Someone tried to get away with it.

"What do you think?" Zhao Rong was very firm... No, she insisted, "I don't believe that someone didn't find out her husband's exam results in advance."

"Are you referring to the six points in music and art?" Concubine Zhao Ling asked in a stupid way.

"Yes, what's wrong? Six points in music and art is also the first in the academy." Zhao Rong became more and more tough, and Zhao Lingfei also felt her husband's toughness firsthand, and slowly lowered her head. The tip of her nose, which was stained with kitchen ash, made a slightly muffled but long-lasting "hmm", and she whispered again: "It's just a reward... just a reward, next... next time it won't happen again."

Zhao Rong immediately agreed, "This will not be an exception from now on!"

"That's right." He looked around and reminded her seriously, "Don't hold the vat. If you knock it over, water will spill all over the kitchen."

"oh."

"There's still dust on it. Let me wipe it." After moving to another place with her, Zhao Rong directly wiped the edge of the stove with his sleeves, fearing that he would dirty his wife's clean hands.

"You're not the one doing the laundry, but you don't mind the dirt." Concubine Zhao Ling glared at him and grumbled softly, but she didn't stop him. Instead, she quietly looked at her husband who was anxious but also made thoughtful arrangements and took care of her. Sometimes Concubine Zhao Ling felt that she was quite lazy, for example, she just wanted to bite her lip and lift her skirt at the moment, but her husband was always thoughtful and would arrange everything for her, including some things she didn't expect. She said warmly: "This enemy and I are indeed a match made in heaven..."

At this moment, Zhao Rong took out something. Concubine Zhao Ling took a look and couldn't help but lower her head and whispered, "Why are you laying the cushion? Isn't it quick?"

Zhao Rong leaned close to the innocent lady's ear and said something. The latter opened her eyes slightly and said, "What do you mean by preventing danger? That's not a danger! I just want it. Doesn't my husband want it?"

"I want to, too. However, your practice is more important now. Taiqing Mansion has not yet been completed. Let's wait for another year until you leave." Zhao Rong nodded.

"Then why weren't you afraid of danger last time in Dali?"

"Of course it's better to be unrestrained the first time, so as not to leave any regrets. If I really succeed, I will accept it, but now we have to plan our lives carefully."

"Humph, you have so many excuses." After a pause, she whispered, "In fact, I heard from my senior sister that it is actually quite difficult for us cultivators to get into that kind of trouble. We are not as vulnerable to danger as ordinary people..."

"What senior sister would tell you this?" Zhao Rong was puzzled.

"Don't worry about it. This is not the point." Zhao Lingfei bit her lip and pinched him, but quickly retracted her hand as if she had touched a hot iron.

Someone took a deep breath, hugged closer, and then raised his head and sighed, "It's hard to say. There have been too many outrageous things recently. Anything could happen."

"Does it also include the six points in the music arts exam?"

“…”

"You wait!" Zhao Rong said viciously, and then he began to search for various ingredients everywhere in his kitchen, searching and exploring from top to bottom. These were fresh and delicious ingredients for his wife, and Zhao Rong had thought of them a few days ago. After all, he had been hungry for several days in a row, so if he couldn't eat them, could he still think of them?

Now that he was in his own kitchen, he started cooking right away. His cooking skills were not rusty at all. He just needed the cooperation of a certain silly lady beside him to pass the dishes and light firewood at the right time. He was ready to make a sumptuous meal. The cold dishes, side dishes, main dishes, and even the dessert after the meal had all been thought out long ago. He didn't want to miss a single detail.

On the way, Zhao Rong let Qingjun take a short break. It was indeed wise to replace the water tank with a sturdy and fixed stove.

He turned his head and looked out the window. In the sky, a bright white jade disk was hidden behind waves of dark clouds, appearing and disappearing from time to time. There were so many dark clouds, crowded together, maybe it was going to rain soon... Zhao Rong thought. He suddenly remembered that when he was at the kitchen door just now, he saw his wife's cooking skills gradually getting better. However, his cooking skills were naturally not bad, so Qingjun should be able to linger on the taste and praise it endlessly.

He thought to himself.

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