Chapter 379 Little Reunion

Chapter 379 (Thanks: The monthly ticket of the two brothers, Angel 1972 and Huaisha 15.)

The women in Song's mansion had already learned the news that Song Nan had returned to Beijing. Although Song Nan had not returned home, Li Daniu had brought the news back. The house suddenly boiled, and the kitchen was busy cooking and preparing for the banquet. Uncle Zhong took a group of servants to clean the yard. Uncle Zhong personally took the mahogany master Song Nan often sits on the hall. The chair is polished brightly.

Although the women in Song Mansion tried their best to hide their joy and pretended to be nothing happened, their shining eyes still betrayed them. For more than 20 days after Song Nan left Beijing, the women were very lazy, and their daily clothes were also careless, and their hair was loose and they sat and chatted in the back garden. , the topic deliberately avoided Song Nan, but it was absent-minded.

To borrow Dai Suer's response to Wan'er's words: If your husband is not at home, who will show you no matter how beautiful he is?

But today, the women hide in their own rooms and do not come out for a long time. The thinness of pollen, the yellow flowers are crooked, the style of the buns, the simplicity of jewelry, and the color of the dresses; these places must be refined and the picky mess; when Song Nan was at home, Lu Qingli, who was untidy, also rarely spent half an hour, the longest It took a full hour and a half to make up and go out.

Several women gathered in the yard and looked at each other's new clothes. They couldn't help laughing. The little princess was straightforward: "This red dog killed people and made everyone nervous. When he comes back, he will not spare him and punish him."

Lu Qingli said, "How to punish? Penalty for drinking?"

The little princess sneered and said, "It's beautiful. He wants to get drunk and punish our sisters he serves to be obedient."

The women suddenly blushed and turned their heads and said silent. The little princess said, "What's wrong? Don't you want to? I have thought about it. If you don't want to, I won't let Song Nan go to your room.

Qingli shouted, "That won't work. You can't stand it alone."

Aunt Ye Fang said with red faces and red ears, "Qingli! I can't stop talking."

Qingli was shocked and quickly covered her mouth. The little princess took Lu Qingli's shoulder and said, "It's still Qingli's temper to me. I took you tonight."

Song Nan, riding on horseback, suddenly did not realize that she had been divided up today's time by her wives and concubines. Although she was angry in court, she walked on Zhengnanfang Street, getting closer and closer to home, and her mood was also happy. Thinking of seeing her mother and concubines immediately, she immediately threw all her unhappiness out of the sky.

In front of Song's house, Yingyan and Yan stood in front of the door surrounded by Song's mother, causing the passing people to stop and smack their tongues. They saw Song Nan's figure flying on horseback. Song's mother's eyes were full of tears. She raised the steps and hugged Song Nan, who got off the horse in her arms. Her hands were on Song Nan's face**, and her liver was fleshy. A cry.

Song Nan felt slightly embarrassed. As a commander of the three-pin, he stamped his feet and trembled. In a word, he could roll his head, and he was still a heart in his mother's eyes. However, Song Nan also enjoyed it very much. In this era, the only person who really cherished himself and regarded himself as life was in front of him. Although these relatives are not her son in a strict sense, Song Nan has already uncovered the pimples in her heart, and her parents and relatives in later generations have gradually compressed into the deepest corner of her heart and do not easily think of them.

"My son has lost weight." Song's mother.

"Can people who sleep in the wind meal not be thin? There is still a war." Uncle Zhong laughed.

"My son is dark."

"Can it not be black in the sun every day?" Uncle Zhong said.

"My son is strong." Song's mother issued a third comment.

The little princess hurriedly said, "Mother, go into the house. There are so many people watching. You always hold him and ask your husband how to lead the brocade guard in the future?"

Song's mother laughed and said, "Yes, yes, it's wrong to occupy your husband. If you want to hug, it's your daughters-in-law."

The women blushed. Song Nan took Song's mother's arm and walked in, squeezed her eyes and said, "When did my mother become so funny?"

Song's mother said, "Little monkey, my mother has always been like this."

Song Nan laughed, and everyone surrounded Song Nan into the main hall. The servants in the house came to see him. Song Nan thanked him one by one.

After being idle and returning to the back house, Song Nan turned to the mahogany chair and sighed, "I'm home. It's still comfortable at home."

Ye Fanggu smiled and said, "Have you suffered a lot outside?"

Song Nan waved her hand and said, "That's nothing. It's just a few battles."

Lu Qingli said, "That's right, you are not afraid of hitting a salam, but are you afraid of these thieves?"

The little princess said, "Qingli's flattery skills are long, and there must be some plans. Isn't it at night..."

Lu Qingli quickly covered the little princess's mouth and made a mess. Song Nan saw Dai Suer standing aside without saying a word and waved, "Suer, come here. How's your body?"

Dai Suer slowly came to salute with a slightly convex belly. Song Nan stood up and pulled it, patted the chair and said, "Sit down and talk. Be careful when you have a body to act."

Dai Suer glanced at the other women quickly and said with a red face, "Sisters take good care of them. Don't worry."

Song Nan nodded, got up and stretched out and said, "That's good. I have at least 30 catties of old mud on my body. I washed it once in Zhuozhou. No one rubbed my back. When I wash it clean, I won't have to smoke you delicate people. Who will rub my back for me?"

Lu Qingli was about to raise her hand, and the little princess stared, and Lu Qingli quickly put down her hand.

"No one is allowed to go. He ran outside alone and didn't even write a letter for more than 20 days. He punished you to boil water and take a bath by yourself." The little princess put her hands on her waist and showed her tough wife's true colors.

Song Nan was stunned and said with a sad face, "Is this how you greet your husband?"

The little princess said, "Well, don't pretend to be pitiful. We have agreed that no one is allowed to go."

Song Nan looked at the women sideways and said, "Is that right?"

The women quickly turned their heads. Although the little princess was like sisters, after all, no one dared to fight openly when the wife spoke, otherwise anyone would have a good life in the future.

Song Nan laughed and said, "Well, then I can only wash it by myself."

Get up and walked out of the door. The little princess crossed her waist and laughed. Song Nan walked to her side and suddenly took her in his arms and gritted his teeth and said, "You are all haunted by you, the little goblin. Today, we will use the Song family method."

The little princess kicked her feet in the air. Song Nan just ignored it and shouted, "Ping'er went to ask someone to prepare hot water, and Wan'er went to help me prepare pancreatic clothes. As for the little princess, the little goblin, punish her to rub my back."

The little princess danced with her hands and feet on Song Nan. Song Nan slapped her buttocks and was resisted by Song Nan on her shoulder and walked to the bathroom. The little princess shouted, "Sister Fang, save me."

Aunt Ye Fang squeezed her lips and said with a smile, "You can't live."

Song Nan laughed and said, "Aunt Fang's words are very kind. I love you for my husband at night."

Fanggu said, "Get out!"

......

The hot air in the bath room is steaming. In the fog, two white bodies are twisted together in the bathtub. The little princess sticks to Song Nan's body like a piece of cowhide candy, and the two hold and kiss endlessly.

Song Nan's hands trekked through the mountains and rivers like spiders, crawling on the little princess's plump body. The little princess made a * sound in her mouth, and her hands were unwilling to show weakness and scratched Song Nan's body**.

"Soong Lang, do you miss me?" The little princess gasped.

Song Nan's mouth was empty, sucking two lovesick beans, and said vaguely, "I want..."

"Then you're not fast." The little princess sounds like a dying person and is powerless.

"What should I do quickly?" Song Nan was unmoved.

"You... Hurry up... Hurry up." The little princess twisted her body like a water snake, and her pretty face was pink.

"What's fast? You said it." Song Nan asked with a smile.

"Ah, ah, ah." The little princess fluttered and splashed with water mist.

Song Nan smiled secretly, and the little baby was very angry. At this time, when did she stay without teasing?

"Quick, come on, please, husband." The little princess bit Song Nan's earlobe, which was hard and soft.

Song Nan's body was soft, and her lower body was as hard as steel. She suddenly stood up, turned the little princess's body on the edge of the wooden barrel, raised the cannon and whispered, "As you wish, I'm coming."

After saying that, as soon as she straightened her waist, she heard the little princess say, and the honey was pestleted by the iron pestle. Suddenly, her whole body was sore and soft, and she couldn't help but make a long * in her mouth. Song Nan's scalp was numb, and she felt that she had entered the layers of mountains. A burst of pleasure of bone erosion hit her brain, and she took a breath and quickly went in and out.

The emptiness of the little princess was finally filled. With Song Nan's fierce sprint, waves of blis surged all over her body, and tears finally fell from her eyes. Her body was as soft as noodles, and she couldn't lift a finger.

The sound of crackling in the bath room was endless. Wan'er standing at the door blushed and covered her ears and didn't want to hear it, but the sound penetrated into her ears, and her body gradually became wrong. Suddenly, the little princess inside groaned. Wan'er felt hot and quickly held the door and almost fell down. Wan'er staggered away softly.

In the room, Song Nan was still sprinting fiercely. The little princess's hair was scattered like mud, and she gasped with difficulty in her mouth, so she shouted, "Faband, that's enough, that's enough."

Song Nan said, "I haven't had enough yet."

"Forgive my life! Spare my concubine." The little princess pleaded.

Song Nan didn't care about her, and her body surged endlessly. Finally, she came happily and hummed. The water of Bodhi poured into the red lotus and breathed with satisfaction.

"My husband took me out and put me on the soft bed and raised my lower body." The little princess has a weak path.

Song Nan said, "Why is that?"

"My sister-in-law said...no...you can't flow out, otherwise you can't conceive."

Song Nan almost fell down.