Su Wanrong was startled and her body couldn't help but shake. The silver needle pinched with her right hand scraped the belly of her left thumb, and brought up a thin string of blood beads. Ten fingers connected to the heart, making Su Wanrong frown slightly in pain.

Such a small movement fell into Yinmang's eyes. His eyebrows frowned, and he accelerated his pace more and hurried over.

"Why are you so careless? You can even prick your hand if you sew something."

When he said this, Yinmang had already reached Su Wanrong's sight. He grabbed her hand and turned it over. Sure enough, blood beads had already oozed out. At that moment, the brows frowned even tighter, and without saying a word, he bent down and sucked at her thumb.

It was not a big hole, but just a needle hole. It was now tightly held by the man in his warm mouth, and his thick tongue gently licked and brushed by him. It seemed like several small insects crawling and biting on his fingertips. The numb and itchy feeling slowly spread along the finger.

Su Wanrong's ear was slightly hot, and she hurriedly said, "I, I don't hurt anymore. You can let go of me. I'm not cleaning my hands just now..."

"I don't dislike you!" Yinmang sucked her thumb and said vaguely.

How could she ask him if he dislikes him?

She has been embroidering the bag since the beginning, and she has not cleaned her hands from beginning to end. It is covered with dust, so he doesn't feel dirty...

But this man is never a simple man, and he doesn't think he's dirty... Su Wanrong bit her lip, so let him go...

But after he sucked his thumb, no longer the blood beads seeped out, Yinmang did not let go of her hand. Instead, he squeezed to her rattan chair. Without her speaking, his strong iron arm exerted a little force and hugged her directly onto his thighs.

This man has always been unruly and relies on his own as the emperor and always likes to do whatever he wants. Su Wanrong has made up her mind to live with such a person, and has thought about it before, trying to adapt to the intimate actions men make to her from time to time.

But even though there were only two of them in the room right now. He was holding it so tightly in his arms, and his thin lips seemed to bite the ear beads.

Su Wanrong still felt a little uncomfortable. She twisted her body uneasy twice and couldn't help but talk in a low voice: "You just came back from the military camp. Have you used dinner? Yicui and the others also left you a portion of food, which was warmed in the kitchen. Why not... I told the servants to heat it up and bring it to you?"

"No trouble, I'm not hungry." Yinmang hugged the little girl's soft waist and sniffed the fragrance between her black hair. From his perspective, he happened to see a stack of brocade cloth placed on the table and two half-embedded sachets. After looking for a while, he asked casually: "What are you busy with here just now? I walked in, but you didn't even see it."

When it comes to this, Su Wanrong immediately became energetic.

After all, I was thinking about the results of the night. At that moment, an audience member naturally told him excitedly that she wanted to give the Xixia prince the Dragon and Phoenix screen. She also showed the half-embraced tips.

It wasn't her exaggerating that she was happy to do this, but later she opened a cloth shop and practiced it frequently. Not to mention her embroidery work, it's no exaggeration to say that there are few embroidery girls in Chang'an City that can match her.

Yinmang is a big and thick man, and he doesn't know what kind of patterns are embroidered on the brocade bag. In his eyes, they are all colorful. As for the dragon and phoenix screen, he didn't care about it. He was originally afraid that Su Wanrong would stay alone in the house and have nothing to do and choose gifts to give to others. I think the girl who has always been smart should be good at it, so he gave it to her to do it.

What she said was that dragons and phoenixes were auspicious, and flowers bloomed and wealthy, he didn't listen to a word at all. Instead, he saw the rise of the little girl's words, his white and tender face was full of energy and pink lips, and his pink lips opened and closed as he spoke, which was very tempting... and he became a little distracted.

"I seem to be a little hungry again."

This suddenly came out of the man's mouth. Su Wanrong stopped in vain when she was halfway through her speech. She was stunned for a while, and realized that he seemed to have answered the question she had asked a long time ago.

I thought this was really a big appetite, and after just a moment of effort, I became hungry again.

Without thinking about it, I put down the treasure bag in my hand, and opened my mouth to call Yicui Ningxiang in. Unexpectedly, before she could make a sound, the back of her head was grabbed and she held it slightly turned the angle.

Su Wanrong was a little stunned for a moment, blinking her eyes, and the man's big face with his eyes was pressed down. There was still a few traces of cold air brought in from outside, which directly sealed her mouth that had not been able to close.

At this time, Su Wanrong suddenly realized that the man said he was hungry, but what he wanted to eat was not the food left in the kitchen...

At first, I pushed him halfway, but when I saw that he kissed him gently, I followed him.

A long kiss, the two of them were a little hot when they kissed them in the end, and Yinmang might be more serious. He breathed rapidly, kissed her and hugged her, and his waist was tightly tied. Su Wanrong closed her eyes and bit her lips and followed him. But when his flexible hands wandered restlessly, she began to tuggle her crotch.

Su Wanrong suddenly came to her senses and grabbed his thick arm in time. "Stop, stop. It's not possible now..."

Yinmang just thought she was ashamed to have sex with him on a rattan chair.

After all, in this case, the little girl has always been conservative and old schoolmate in her sixties or seventies. Even in the previous few times, he had already shown it to her. The deep love between husband and wife is not limited to beds, tables, rattan chairs, and even small trees in the wilderness. The little girl's house is thin-skinned and it is still difficult to adapt to it.

Yinmang was at the age of being full of energy and had a first love story. When facing a soft little girl, she naturally wanted to try out any tricks and locations.

But he claimed to be a gentle and considerate person. Since she didn't want to, he didn't want to be strong. Just be more traditional, as the night goes by, you can always make progress slowly.

So he let go of the hand that was exploring her skirt. He moved his thin lips back to the back of her ear and said softly: "I'm so obedient again today, huh?"

The rough and barbaric male spoke, which was probably different from his daughter's house. It was low and heavy, and there was a burning breath that blew out while he was talking, making Su Wanrong itchy.

If she was in normal times, she might have been dealing with him, but today was not a good time. She sat upright, left his chest slightly without any traces on her back, and said tactfully: "It's getting late, Your Majesty, let's cleanse yourself first."

She discussed with him very seriously, so she deliberately used a respectful title.

But Yinmang seemed to have not noticed any difference between Su Wanrong's words. He was holding a pair of warm and soft jade in his arms, so he felt comfortable that he didn't think about it. He didn't sweat much today, and the smell on his body probably couldn't smell her, so he wanted to continue to hold on like this and hug her for a while.

Now that I recalled what happened in the military camp during the day, I put my arms around her waist and said casually: "You will go to the Xixia Prince to have a banquet in two days. Do you know this?"

If she didn't know, why would she have to embroidered her bags here in the middle of the night? Su Wanrong felt that the man's question was a bit redundant, but there was another thing that really bothered her for a long time today.

Then he simply continued his words, frowned and asked, "The Prince of Xixia held a banquet to apologize and greet you. I didn't tell anyone else about my departure from the palace and going to Xixia with the army. Why did the Prince ask me to go to the banquet with you?"

It is naturally impossible for Yinmang to reveal the fact that he had brought his female relatives with him to outsiders to know. The reason why the Crown Prince of Xixia knew about this only shows that since the first day they entered Xixia, they might have been secretly observed by the Dangxiang people.

In fact, Yinmang originally believed half of the claims of the Jin Yuan army being attacked by the lord of Xixia. The Dangxiang people were always cunning. Is it because the Chiyou tribe maliciously framed the blame, or did the Dangxiang people himself do something in a bad way and put the shit on the weak tribe? No one can explain this clearly.

First, the granary fire broke out, and then the carriage carrying food and grass mixed into the enemy's soldiers. This was really strange. He even suspected that the arson on that night might also be related to the Dangxiang people. If he guessed wrong, it would be the best. But if his guesses were true...

Yinmang's cold and hard side face was slightly tense, and a trace of anger flashed through his dark eyes.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong with you..."

The little girl's gentle voice made Yinmang recover. She lowered her eyelids and met the tip of the little girl's slightly frowned eyebrows, and her eyes immediately softened.

He pinched her cheek and said, "Don't think too much. It was me who told the Prince of Xixia that you came to Xixia with me. My little daughter's family has never seen any world on weekdays. I will take you to see the banquet in Xixia this time."

Su Wanrong was a little unhappy to listen to the second half of the sentence.

No matter how much she is, she is also a lady from the Taifu Mansion. She was a princess of Qi in her previous life. She didn't think she was more than this, a rude man from the market, and she attended much less. Why is she a daughter who has never seen the world?

Unhappy, he pursed his lips and muttered a few words in a low voice.

And her dissatisfied look fell into Yinmang's eyes, so she naturally felt so cute and charming.

At this moment, looking at the little girl's white and red peach blossom face, the delicate eyebrows and eyes that are rare in the world... Yinmang's eyebrows frowned, as if he had thought of something, and suddenly said without warning: "On the day you go to the banquet, you must follow me firmly. Don't respond to others' words, and don't pay attention to others' toast with you. Do whatever I want you to do."

When Su Wanrong heard these words, they always felt a little weird and familiar. When they thought about it carefully, they were similar to Brother Che when he was young, whenever he went to the market to play, they always told him what he had to tell him.

First, she said she was a woman who had never seen the world, and then treated her as an ignorant child. Now Su Wanrong was completely unhappy, so she raised her face and pushed him, "If you have nothing to do, wash the couch quickly. I will naturally not talk to people I don't know. Besides, I don't know how to drink, so you don't need to worry about this."

My daughter is very thoughtful and hides deeply. Sometimes men are not happy to let others find out about the thoughts of turning around.

At this moment, I saw the little girl browsing and was obviously angry. She stopped when she saw it. He smiled and put her face close to her and said in a flattering tone: "Wanwan, I see that you are not wearing a close-fitting clothing for sleeping. I think you have not bathed yet, right? The bathtub here is big enough. Let's wash together, and I will rub your back for you?"

Usually, when he said such rogue words, he would either make the little girl blush or clench his fists in anger.

But now, as she said something, the little girl looked calm and calm. She saw her standing up, picking up the tips on the desk, and slowly sat down to another rattan chair.

"No need, go and wash yourself. I still have to stay here to embroider the brocade bag. I will go to the banquet in two days. I plan to embroider six patterns. If I don't get there, I'm afraid it will be too late."
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