Chapter 25 Sleeping in a small bed in love, sleeping in a big bed in marriage

The direct result of Dongfang's misunderstanding of Xue Qianwu led to the hasty meal. There are no dishes, not to mention that the soup has cooled down. But this did not affect Dongfang's appetite. For him, he actually drank three bowls of eight-treasure lotus ear porridge.

The bodyguard secretly marveled. It seemed that the gangster goddess beggar was indeed a good dose of hawthorn medicine. The master's appetite has never been very good, and the old lady is worried about it. She can't take care of how many famous doctors she has found. Today's meal is so thin and light, but his appetite has more than doubled.

Xue Qianwu lowered his head and took a big mouthful of the rice. Thinking about the ugly words just now, he was restless for a moment, and he dared not look at Dongfang Biren.

Dongfang Biren looked at her from time to time, smiled and said nothing, just ate sweetly.

Each had their own thoughts, but they were entangled in another place. After dinner, Dongfang Biren took Xue Qianwu's rice bowl and said, "Would you like to take a nap for a while?"

Xue Qianwu shook his head and asked again, "Didn't you give your bedroom to that mother? Is there still a room to rest?"

The bodyguard answered without waiting for the master to speak, "This huge post hall, find any room and put a bed, can't it be used as a temporary place to rest?"

paused and added, "Of course, if the girl wants to live for a long time, I will take care of a special bedroom for the master and the girl to rest."

Xue Qianwu listened to the last sentence and blushed with shame. This bodyguard looks quite pertinent, why doesn't he talk well?

Dongfang Biren appreciated the good arrangement of the bodyguard and nodded and smiled, "Go... Although we don't live here often, we have to consider some special circumstances. In case the weather is bad one day and we can't go back to the village, we can only live in the post house."

Xue Qianwu felt that he was becoming more and more powerless beside the beautiful man he fell in love with at first sight. He was like an omnipotent god, paving all the way for her.

The stomach was a little stuffy. Xue Qianwu stood up and swaying back and forth. Dongfang Biren looked at her and said, "It's not good for your health to sleep after dinner. Let's go to see the old mother first. When she sleeps, shall we sleep well?

This came to Xue Qianwu's heart. She was confused by Dongfang Biren and always forgot something. She couldn't remember such an important thing. So he patted Dongfang Biren's chest and responded happily, "I was thinking about it, but you just said it!"

When she came to the room, the old mother was sitting in a daze. Her eyes were rusty and motionless, but her mouth was muttering like chanting scriptures: "What a big fire... burning fire to death..."

Xue Qianwu saw that the old woman was stained with a lot of rice and a pool of soup. He stopped the waiter who was about to retreat and asked in a low voice, "Has she eaten?"

"She has eaten, as if she has been hungry for a long time. She even scratched and spilled, and her clothes were dirty..." The waiter looked at Dongfang Biren and said cautiously.

"Go to the street to buy a suit and change it for your old mother." Dongfang Biren frowned and ordered softly.

Xue Qianwu took the old woman's dry hand and gently calmed her mood. The old woman trembling for a long time before lying down, still breathing hard.

Xue Qianwu straightened her hair and treated her like her biological mother, pounding her back and rubbing her shoulders.

When Dongfang Biren saw that Xue Qianwu's technique was not good and his strength was not enough, he stopped her with a smile and changed positions with her. Then use his acupuncture point massage method to treat the old woman.

Xue Qianwu looked at him, unconsciously crawled on his face with a smile, and hummed a lullaby with pleasure.

Singing from the heart, relaxed and unimpeded, the pores of the internal organs seem to have been ironed halfway, and there is no place that is not smooth.

Dongfang Biren closed his eyes and listened to the pure and quiet tone, and the massage method was more convenient. The soothing beat with Xue Qianwu is like dancing a delicate dance.

Xue Qianwu's eyes stared at his hands. The continuous affection turned into tens of millions of threads and woven into a net that enveloped the world, which was freely shuttled by him, an elegant dancer.

Whether time is moving forward or going backwards, there is no concept. In the world of the two, there is only a tacit understanding.

I don't know how long it took, the old woman's expression calmed down and gradually fell asleep. There was a greedy and contented smile on the corners of her mouth, just like a rejuvenated child, enjoying a hard-won good sleep.

Xue Qianwu's tone went down all the way and gradually turned into nothing. Dongfang Biren's fingering was as soft as cotton, and finally stopped playing.

His eyelids were astringent and heavy, and he yawned lazily and said, "You sang my sleep. Help me to sleep..."

Xue Qianwu looked at him for a long time and made sure that he was not pretending to be sleepy before he was happy. The immortal brother was so good at supporting her. With her broken voice, she is so incomplete that she doesn't know anything about it. Unless she is a talent like Dongfang and her old mother, others really can't appreciate it.

Xue Qianwu still remembers that when he went to karaoke with his fox friends in his previous life, he always attracted bursts of laughter because he was out of tune. Thanks to her excellent psychological quality, she won the title of "Maiba" in accordance with the principle of Ling Chi's ears to the end.

So she doesn't believe that her musical skills can break through the limitations of innate conditions and become a beautiful natural hypnotic sound after coming to another world.

Xue Qianwu finally concluded that it must have been Dongfang Ye who gave her the strength to completely devote herself to the highest level in history.

Speaking of which, Dongfang Ye is the meritorious enlightened person!

After Dongfang Biren fell asleep, Xue Qianwu looked at the small bed, and his eyes were incredible. Is Dongfang Ye so poor? Did the post house also get a small bed? The area of the bed is not much bigger than that of Xue Qianwu!

Xue Qianwu is sweating. Do you want to lie down?

Dongfang Biren turned over, unconsciously stretched out his hand, touched his side, and suddenly woke up. Seeing Xue Qianwu standing beside him, Fang Xu sighed and said, "Why don't you sleep yet? Women who develop the habit of taking a lunch break will have better skin, and it is not easy to grow old when they are young!"

When Xue Qianwu heard this, he was worried about gains and losses and said, "No one can stop aging. Do you really care so much about your appearance becoming old and ugly?"

Dongfang Biren smiled and said, "Even if you get old, how ugly can you go?" It's not beautiful now, but I just like you.

"You laugh at me for my ugly!" Xue Qianwu opened his eyes and said angrily, "I'm not as good-looking as Princess Sucome."

"Are you jealous?" Dongfang Biren frowned and smiled, "My heart is clear enough. Don't you understand? If you really can't see it clearly, you will waste my heart.

Xue Qianwu was so angry that he didn't say anything with an aggrieved face.

Dongfang Biren sat up sideways and pulled her to the bedside and said, "I'm not afraid that you will get old. I'm afraid that I will get old!" Didn't you like me because of my handsome face? If no one can stop aging, I will be the one who is worried about being dumped!"

Xue Qianwu's anger subsided and said angrily, "That's almost the same! Listen to the strange relief!"

Dongfang Biren smiled and said, "I'm serious."

Xue Qianwu think for a while and said sadly, "Do people love youth? It doesn't matter. You will be old in a few years. There is only a sincere heart that can be kept, but not everyone can get this heart. Some people accidentally got it, but they didn't know how to cherish it and threw it halfway.

"I know you..." Dongfang Biren rubbed her hand, and her voice was soft and touching: "Sleep for a while."

Xue Qianwu nodded obediently and suddenly asked, "Your bodyguard is not interesting enough! How can you make such a small bed? Why are you stingy?"

Dongfang Biren blinked his eyes and followed her words: "Yes, I don't know if you are a picky master? How dare you move the earth on your head and pull out your teeth from the tiger's mouth? It's all because I usually spoiled them!"

The guard outside the door slipped and fell in and cried, "How can you blame the little one?" The little one is doing things according to your mind. I have never made a mistake over the years, but I didn't expect it to go wrong..."

Xue Qianwu said suspiciously, "How can you guess what Mr. Dongfang is thinking?"

The bodyguard honestly said, "When the little one went to buy the bed, Lord Dongfang stretched out a pair of palms and then turned into a palm. The small one meant half, that is, half smaller than the usual bed!"

"Oh?" Xue Qianwu looked at Dongfang Biren and said strangely, "How can I say about this gesture?"

Dongfang Biren laughed for a while, waved his hand to the bodyguard down, lay down beside Xue Qianwu's ear, and said in a low voice, "When you are in love, sleep in a small bed, and when you are married, you sleep in a big bed!"

After listening to this, Xue Qianwu tasted it carefully. The more he tasted it, the more shocking it was. What kind of design concept is this! What big bed and small bed?!

Dongfang Biren was tireless and continued to enlighten her: "When you fall in love, not only can't let go, but I can't let go. At this time, I squeezed into a small ** face, very simple next to each other, many unspeakable words, no need to say, and my mind also became clear. After marriage, relatively speaking, you and I can let go. A small bed is not enough. We want to buy a big bed!"

Xue Qianwu was not really stupid. He only heard half of it and knew what he meant, but he opened his mouth wide and could no longer find his own voice.

For the time being, leaving aside the superb love wisdom of the immortal brother and his lingering thoughts, his long-term plan is enough to shock her--

Is he talking to her about marriage? And her bandit goddess?

Yes. Although it is not formal, the meaning between the words is unconcealed, firm and persistent.

Xue Qianwu's body and mind were in a trance, like being filled with jade wine, drunk and lost his sense of direction.

As her feet were soft, she was about to fall into Dongfang Biren's arms. The bodyguard suddenly broke back and eagerly reported, "The old mother has woken up and recovered a lot! If adults have something to say, it's best to ask now!"