The young master looked at him for a while, and couldn't help but kissed Han Xiao on the chin.
Han Xiao stopped what he was doing and wrapped the young master in a blanket: "Why do you want to run away after teasing her?"
The young master twisted his body inside the quilt, found a comfortable position, raised his face and said angrily: "Why, you are mine, can't I tease you?"
After hearing what the young master said, Han Xiao couldn't help but laugh. He put his forehead against the young master's forehead and said, "Of course, but Ruanruan, I'm a normal man. I haven't had enough fun just now. Do you know what the consequences will be if you tease me now?"
The young master realized it later and shrank his body, trying to get back into the quilt.
It's over. How could he be seduced by his husband's beauty? Isn't this jumping into the fire pit?
"I...I don't know. Anyway...Anyway, husband, you can't touch me anymore. I'm so tired. I want to sleep."
After he finished speaking, he shrank back into the quilt and even covered his ears, indicating that he would not listen to anything he said.
Han Xiao looked at the young master's cute appearance and couldn't help laughing again: "Okay, I won't tease you anymore, come out quickly, your hair is not dry yet."
The young master touched his hair and it was indeed true, but he was afraid that Han Xiao would touch him later, so he only secretly showed half of his head.
"Then...then my husband, you can't touch me, otherwise, I will go to my mother to complain tomorrow." The young master seemed to have found someone to support him, and even made a face at Han Xiao.
Han Xiao mercilessly grabbed the young master and pinched his nose: "I know, Master Ruanruan, it's getting cold soon, hurry up and dry your hair first."
"Hehe, husband, you are the best." Seeing that Han Xiao really stopped teasing him, the young master happily hugged Han Xiao's neck and gave Han Xiao a big kiss.
In fact, the young master was not resisting Han Xiao's closeness. He just felt that Han Xiao was too... too aggressive in this kind of thing, and he could hardly bear it. His waist was sore every time after they did it.
But it is still very comfortable. It would be even better if Han Xiao’s was smaller, the young master thought silently.
Han Xiao didn't know about the young master's bold idea. After drying his hair, he stuffed him into the quilt. Although there was a charcoal brazier in the room, the winter in the capital was too cold. Han Xiao was afraid that the young master would be cold, so he asked Chuyi to get another quilt.
Then he quickly cleaned himself up and Han Xiao also went in.
Hugging the young master's soft body, Han Xiao breathed a sigh of satisfaction, and then fell into a deep sleep.
The snow fell silently outside the window, and slowly the whole world turned white.
The next day, when Han Xiao woke up, it was just daybreak. Han Xiao's biological clock has always been stable, so he couldn't fall asleep after waking up.
Seeing that the young master was still sleeping soundly, he gently stuffed his pillow into his arms and got out of bed for his daily practice.
When he opened the door, he was met with a vast expanse of white. The servants who had been cleaning the yard were already there. When they saw Han Xiao coming out in a single layer of clothes, they froze for a moment, stopped what they were doing, and called out, "Master."
Han Xiao glanced at the servant and said, "You don't need to clear the snow in my yard yet, okay?"
"Okay, young master." Although the servant was puzzled as to why he was not allowed to clean up, he also knew that his young master always had ideas that might be useful.
Han Xiao ran a lap in the yard to warm up, then picked up the spear and began to practice each move.
He started learning martial arts too late, so he couldn't become a master like Black Hawk, but he was more than capable of dealing with ordinary people.
His figure was as light as a flying goose, and the tip of his gun swept away the snowflakes on the ground. He put away the gun and stood still. In such cold weather, Han Xiao was sweating all over.
Seeing that Han Xiao had put away his gun, Shiwu brought him warm water for him to wash.
"Is Ruanruan awake?" Han Xiao washed his face, then wiped his body casually and put on his clothes.
Fifteen, holding Han Xiao's spear, replied, "Not yet, but Chuyi is watching. My son-in-law Xing Yi just came back."
"Oh, really? You're back so early?"
Xing Yi should be at the farm at this time. Did something happen that made him come back so early?
Han Xiao frowned and quickened his pace.
When I saw Xing Yi, I felt relieved when I saw that his expression didn't look strange at all: "Sit down."
Xing Yi nodded and found a seat to sit down. Shiwu poured warm tea to dispel the coldness on his body.
Han Xiao took a sip of tea to moisten his throat and then said, "Why are you back so soon? Is there something wrong at the manor?"
"No, Master, I came back with the Master. Mr. Qinghe chatted with the Master for a while, and then the Master asked me to send him back."
So that's how it is. Han Xiao supported his chin with his arm, and kept stroking the teacup in his other hand.
"Well, you can take a day off and go to the farm tomorrow. It's snowing so heavily now, and the road is not easy to walk on."
Xing Yi shook her head and said with a hint of regret, "No, I'll go there this afternoon. I need someone to stay at the manor. It would be great if the cement road could be paved before the weather gets colder."
"Oh, it's not that easy." Han Xiao laughed when he heard Xing Yi's naive words.
Since ancient times, road construction has been a national affair. How can you build a road without any problems? You may be thrown into jail as soon as you start.
Xing Yi also knew that this was completely impossible, so he just complained. After spending a long time with Han Xiao, his relationship with Han Xiao was no longer like master and servant, but more like superiors and subordinates and friends. However, he remembered the kindness Han Xiao had shown him.
"I'm just saying, Master, if you have such a good thing, why didn't you take it out earlier?"
"If you take it out earlier, it won't necessarily have anything to do with me. Okay, go back and have some rest. You can leave in the afternoon when the snow melts a little."
Seeing that Han Xiao didn't seem to say much, Xing Yi wisely stopped asking questions and stood up to say goodbye to Han Xiao.
Not long after Xing Yi left, Chu Yi came in: "Master, the young master has woken up and is clamoring to see you."
Chuyi spoke weakly. He didn't understand why his young master was so clingy. He was obviously well-behaved and obedient before, but after marrying Han Xiao, the young master changed completely and was practically spoiled by Han Xiao.
"Really? Alas, Ruanruan is just annoying me, there's nothing I can do about it." Han Xiao stood up, straightened the wrinkles on his clothes, and walked out.
Chuyi, who was following behind Han Xiao, didn't know if it was his illusion, but he always felt that Han Xiao was showing off something.
The charcoal brazier in the room was burning almost non-stop. Han Xiao broke out in a thin layer of sweat just after he came in for a while.
But the young master was like a quail, curled up in his bed waiting for Han Xiao to come back.
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