The family of four was having fun, and bursts of laughter would come from time to time, which looked harmonious and beautiful. Everyone was ready for the hot water Rong Huazheng wanted, but no one dared to interrupt all the beautiful executioners when they saw such a picture. All the normal Housing was on the side.

Rong Huazheng had sharp eyes. Although she was having fun, she was always concerned about bathing, so she would pay attention to the situation at the door from time to time while playing. She saw someone moving the hot water into the bathhouse behind the dormitory one after another, and said to Yuwen Can, who had been holding her daughter and not letting go, "I'll go take a shower first."

Yuwen Can's eyebrows and eyes didn't move for a moment. He watched her tell someone to prepare the robe, lift the quilt and get out of bed. He slowly put the daughter in his hand next to his son, letting the two of them be obediently and lie down, and he lightly picked up Rong Huazheng who was getting out of bed and wearing shoes.

Rong Huazheng was frightened by him and patted him on the shoulder, "Hey, what are you doing?"

"Hug you." He answered with ease, and stood up on the bed, walking into the bathing hall with his slender legs.

"Ahem!" Rong Huazheng coughed twice.

Oh my god, can't you be more implicit!

Yuwen Can admired her embarrassment and held her waist and pinched her soft waist.

"Yuwen Can!" Rong Huazheng's waist was very sensitive. He was sour, numb and itchy when he pinched it like this. He kicked his limbs and avoided him and wanted to escape and laughed, "Stop making trouble!"

"Why did I make a fuss?" He looked calm and glanced at her from the top and down, "Aren't you the one who loves fuss?" After a while, he finally came, but he didn't even let him kiss him, which almost made him think... Thinking of this, he

There was a thought of punishment in my heart. The movement under my palm not only stopped, but also slid into the hem of her robe even more violently. I lit a fire on her silky skin, and her palm gradually moved upwards, gently teasing on the plump and soft edges.

"Yuwen Can!" Rong Huazheng was almost furious by his sudden movements. In front of so many people, he actually...

Yuwen Can raised his eyebrows, his handsome face drooped slightly, and he took away her breath.

The people who served in the dormitory looked down and looked down.

After a kiss, Rong Hua Zheng was not panting and her body was soft.

Yuwen Can's black eyes were smiling, and his palms became more and more excessive.

"Yuwen Can, don't you be so thick-skinned!" Rong Huazheng was gritted by his movements, and his mind inevitably began to think too much, and then his face inevitably turned red. She reached out to pat his hand. He persuaded with great care: "Don't hit me, I took my hand away, you really will fall."

When Rong Huazheng heard this, her face turned dark.

Along the way, Rong Huazheng was touched by Yuwen Can. She was so angry that she stared at him with her big eyes.

Yuwen Can was also calm and let her stare. After entering the bathing hall, his palm moved away from her softness. He put her neatly on the chair next to the big wooden bucket, and reached out to unbutton her.

Rong Huazheng's face was almost cooked, and he grabbed his moving hand, "I'll do it myself, you go out."

He smiled and said, "Zheng'er, since you're in, do you have any reason to go out?" After saying that, he took off all her robes in Rong Huazheng's wide eyes.

The two of them have not met naked for a long time. Now they have been stripped of a clear light. Rong Huazheng is a little annoyed, "Why are you like this? Go out!"

Yuwen Can's eyebrows didn't move, only his black eyes couldn't help but feel deeper when he saw her crystal white body. Then he stretched his arms and picked her up again and put it into a huge wooden barrel.

The hot water made Rong Huazheng feel like the land that had been drought for a long time, and she couldn't help but sigh, "It feels so comfortable..."

In fact, she wiped her body every day, and even if it was dirty, there was a limit. What she minded the most was her hair. She had her head wrapped around for ten days and sweated every day. Her wet and sticky hair made her wish she could shave it. So, the first thing she did after she got into the water was not to wipe her body, but to untie the cloth wrapped around her head - to wash her hair.

However, before she could do anything, her long black hair was held back.

Rong Huazheng remembered that Yuwen Can was still outside the wooden barrel. As soon as he moved, her body stiffened.

Rong Huazheng was bathing in a flower petal bath. Petals floated above the water surface of the huge wooden barrel. Not only did the fragrance also covered her body on her round shoulders. If she didn't push the petals, Rong Huazheng would not be able to see her body.

Rong Huazheng breathed a sigh of relief for this.

"Rolling your head a little." Yuwen Can looked at her head with black eyes, holding her long hair in one hand and holding a wooden spoon in the other hand, soaking her hair with water.

Rong Huazheng has never been treated like this. In the past, she was bathed alone, so she felt a little embarrassed, "Yuwen Can, I will do it myself..."

Yuwen Can didn't answer, and his hands didn't stop. This was the first time he washed someone's hair, but he did not seem clumsy because of this. His slender five fingers shuttled between Rong Huazheng's hair. His movements were neither rough nor feminine, and gentle. He gently shuttled and massaged her scalp. The comfort coming from her scalp made Rong Huazheng reluctant to let him leave again.

Rong Huazheng couldn't help but sigh, "Yuwen Can, you seem to know everything."

Yuwen Can raised the corners of his lips.

Rong Huazheng was both enjoying and a little resentful. She turned her neck and looked up at him, "Tell me what do you don't understand in this world?"

No one would smash his own sign, and he refused to answer this question.

"Stingy!" she cursed. As soon as she said that, she immediately felt the hand on her head stop. Rong Huazheng wanted to bite off her tongue, and glanced at him pitifully, "Yuwen Can, you shouldn't be so stingy, right?

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"What do you think?" Yuwen Can glanced at her lightly, reached into the wooden barrel to clean his palms.

Rong Huazheng had never been treated like this before. She felt so comfortable on her head. Moreover, the things she had to clean her hair have not been cleaned up yet. Upon hearing this, Balabala shook her head, and smiled and lay on the edge of the wooden barrel and said with a smile: "Look at what you said, of course it is not, it is Yuwen Can, the wise and powerful man!"

Yuwen Can couldn't help laughing, "Others can bend and stretch their backs, but your mouth can bend and stretched."

"Haha, the emperor has given me a prize." After Rong Huazheng said that, she was looking forward to Yuwen Can continuing to massage her scalp, but the compliments she gave her were as air as air, and turned lightly in her expectant gaze.

Rong Huazheng looked depressed when she saw him turning around. Now every cell on her scalp was longing for Yuwen Can's fingers. The more she wanted, the more she wanted, the more she wanted to slap herself. It's so bad that you're going to be a fool!

What a stingy guy, you should say that a stingy guy is!

Rong Huazheng, who said the wrong thing, regretted it and had to serve her scalp by herself. However, after she moved her hands a few times, her hair was picked up again.

The familiar breath made Rong Huazheng happy, "Yuwen Can!"

Yuwen Can uttered slowly.

Rong Huazheng turned her neck and looked at Yu Wencan, who took off her outer robe, rolled up her sleeves and exposed her beautiful wrists, and an unspeakable feeling rose in her heart, "So you're going to take off your robe."

"Be good!" Yuwen Can was very angry when she saw her head turning around, "turn her head back."

Rong Huazheng turned back obediently, feeling sour and sweet, but she was indescribable. She sat on the big bathtub and pressed her head against the edge of the wooden barrel, happily letting Yuwen Can serve him, but her legs were restlessly pedaling in the water.

Can't this girl be more at ease?

Her slender legs were slamming in the water, spreading the petals on the water surface, and her snow-white and crystal body appeared and faintly under the water. When he looked, his eyes were hot and deep.

"Yuwen Can, have you thought of what name should your child use?" Suddenly, Rong Huazheng was playing and remembered a key thing.

The child has been born for ten days and has not yet had his own name. Rong Huazheng had long known that he was pregnant with twins, but it was really difficult for her to name the child. Although she has a lot of knowledge, she is just

I don't know what to use.

Regarding this, Yuwen Can said on the second day after the child was born: "There is no rush."

Yuwen Can said there was no hurry, but Rong Huazheng had to be flirted with books and dictionaries these days.

Yuwen Can's eyelids drooped slightly, "What about you?"

"I can't think of it." She couldn't find the good one, but she thought of something, "Why call it Yuwen Muhua or Yuwen Muzheng?"

Yuwen Can raised his eyebrows and calmly closed his eyes, "Just call Yuwen Xian and Yuwen Zhu."

Rong Huazheng suggested that Rong Huazheng was overthrown, but Yuwen Muhua and Yuwen Muzheng were really exposed. He did not refute Rong Huazheng had nothing to worry about. However, the name Yuwen Can named was really more profound, "Yuwen Xian, Yuwen Zhu?"

String? Bamboo?

What does it mean?

In addition to this, Rong Huazheng also has something that cannot be understood. "My son is called Yuwenxian, but why is his daughter called Yuwenzhu?" The daughter's temperament is already lively enough. If she gives a male name, will she grow up really

Become a man?

"Bamboo, upright, noble, and agile, what's wrong with it?" Yuwen Can asked lightly, saying that Shi Shaoshui completed the last step for her.

Rong Huazheng didn't mean that this name was bad. Zhu Wen was elegant and noble, and she also had a fairy spirit. She actually felt that it was pretty good when she heard it. However, "Yuwen Zhu is more suitable for men, right?"

Yuwen Can did not answer, washed her hair, cleaned her hands and took the plug under the barrel, letting someone run away little by little, and then poured several buckets of hot water prepared in the bathhouse into the large wooden barrel with air. Then he slowly took off his robe, and put his slim body in Rong Huazheng's red cheeks, which was worse than that in the barrel.

It is not advisable to do that during the confinement period. Rong Huazheng pushed him away, "Yuwen Can, don't..."

"Don't move around." Yuwen Can took a deep breath and pinched the towel in his hand to wipe her body.

His hand held a towel and wiped it off her neck. His movements were gentle and strong, and Rong Huazheng could not allow Rong Huazheng to hide. He had never let go of every part of her body. This was a bit tormenting for Rong Huazheng. Wherever his hands passed by were all the same.

It can cause a tremor, especially when his palms enter her legs, she has to grab his hand, "I'll do it myself."

Yuwen Can looked at her deeply.

Rong Huazheng was so much that he wanted to find a hole to drill, "Don't look!"

Yuwen Can curled his lips, "Zheng'er, our children are all born."

"Yuwen Can, are you enough?" Rong Huazheng's face is really not the kind of person with thick skin.

"Not enough." Yuwen Can raised the corners of his lips, and his palm firmly squeezed between her legs while Rong Huazheng gritted his teeth, and moved while holding a towel.

Rong Huazheng wanted to die this time. She had hands and feet, so why did she sit and wait for someone to serve her? And the one who served her was still a man!

Oh my god, it tastes very heavy, okay?

Yuwen Can's eyes were very calm, and he held up her buttocks with one hand and moved them. In the end, Rong Huazheng was a little unbearable by him. He almost made Shen Yin speak out several times and patted the towel on his hand.

Yuwen Can narrowed his eyes and relaxed his hands.

Why bother yourself?

After snatching the towel from Yuwen Can's hand, Rong Huazheng forgot that she had to clean herself up. She just wanted to get out of the wooden barrel soon. After wiping her body, she wanted to let go of the towel. Yuwen Can said lightly: "Help me wipe my back."

Rong Hua bit his teeth, thinking that he had served you well just now, and if he didn't agree to wipe your back, he would look too petty. After thinking about it, she didn't hesitate and did as she said, her little hands moving on his solid and graceful back.

Yuwen Can's back lines were so beautiful that Rong Huazheng swallowed violently. He accidentally swallowed too much. Yuwen Can turned his head lightly and looked at her, "Zheng'er, what's wrong? You're thirsty?"

"Ahem!" Rong Huazheng choked twice by his saliva and nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, I haven't drunk water all day."

"Is that right?" he said with his lips curled up.
To be continued...