In the early summer night, there is a cool breeze.

Yang Ruoqing came out of the bathroom after taking a bath and saw Baby Luo sitting seriously on her father Luo Fengtang's lap behind the desk in the bedroom.

Luo Fengtang is teaching Luo Baobao to write step by step. Both father and daughter are wearing the same soft gauze clothes with white collar and soft gauze.

The father is heroic and heroic, the daughter is exquisite and lovely.

Small eyebrows and facial features reveal large shadows, and the candlelight on the table occasionally dances lightly, but this does not affect the enthusiasm of the father and daughter for writing.

Seeing the two of them concentrating on each other, the corners of Yang Ruoqing's lips curled up.

She didn't alert them, walked slowly to the closet over there, took out a large, clean and soft handkerchief and stood by the window, wiping her hair and thinking about something.

Xu was so absorbed in his thoughts that he didn't even know when Baby Luo left.

It wasn't until someone from behind gently hugged her and put their hands around her waist that she suddenly came back to her senses.

She subconsciously wanted to push him away, "My daughter smiled when she saw it..."

"My daughter went back to her room to sleep." Luo Fengtang whispered against her neck.

Yang Ruoqing breathed a sigh of relief.

But the hot breath he sprayed on her neck made her heart panic again, and her breathing suddenly became a little faster.

"Qing'er..."

He murmured softly, kissing her carefully along her earlobes, neck, and shoulders...

Yang Ruoqing knew what he wanted to express and what he wanted.

So why isn't she?

Dropping the half-dry wet handkerchief in her hand, she turned around, stepped up her feet, raised her arms, hooked his neck and kissed him passionately.

He will return to the military camp tomorrow. This trip is separate, and I don't know when we will see each other again.

The curtains hang down in layers like petals. The longing and attachment to each other can only be satisfied through this repeated entanglement, fierce asking and giving.

Warm overnight.

It wasn't until the rooster crowed for the second time that Luo Fengtang gave up and hugged her. The two of them didn't bother to wash her, so they put her in his arms and pulled the quilt over her and fell asleep.

The next morning, Yang Ruoqing originally promised to teach Mu Zichuan how to make egg noodles, but she broke her promise.

When I woke up, it was already bright outside and Luo Fengtang was no longer around.

"Hey, my body is not weak. It's not a problem to hit five or six people at one time. Why can't it be done without a few twists and turns on the bed?"

Rubbing her sore arms, Yang Ruoqing took off her clothes and got out of bed.

After getting out of bed, I realized that I couldn't stand firmly and my legs didn't seem to belong to me.

That guy is born in the year of tiger, and he is really a fierce tiger!

She was so exhausted, why wasn't he tired? She didn't know when she left. It was really amazing!

Yang Ruoqing took a comfortable hot bath and felt so comfortable in the tub that she fell asleep again.

I didn't wake up until I felt the coolness of the water under my body. I quickly washed myself, put on clean clothes, and combed my hair.

At this time, Wang Cuilian just came to her house.

"Qing'er, are you up?" Wang Cuilian's voice sounded outside the window.

"We're up, aunt, come in." Yang Ruoqing responded quickly, but her cheeks felt a little hot.

Elders such as uncles, aunts, and mother-in-law Tuoba Xian are also very interesting. Whenever Tang Yazi comes home, they will not come easily to the young couple unless there are special circumstances or urgent matters.

This small courtyard.

Moreover, every time Luo Fengtang was about to leave home and return to the military camp, the three of them seemed to have reached a tacit agreement that they would not come to the backyard to find Yang Ruoqing in the morning.

Even if Yang Ruoqing hadn't gotten up yet at three o'clock in the morning, they would not take the initiative to call her.

They are all experienced people, and they can guess what happens between the young couple.

But at this moment, Wang Cuilian came over on her own initiative, so Yang Ruoqing was a little surprised. Could it be that something happened?

So, after she responded, she put down the comb in her hand and stood up and came to the door.

"Auntie, is something wrong?" she asked.

Wang Cuilian said: "Your mother and your aunt are here. They are in the main room in the front yard. They came to ask you about their visit to Zichuan Mother later."

Yang Ruoqing suddenly realized, "I'll comb my hair and I'll be there right away."

In the front hall, when Yang Ruoqing arrived, the Sun family, the eldest Sun family, and Bao Suyun were sitting there talking, while Wang Cuilian and Tuoba Xian sat beside them.

There were two topics of discussion, about Luo Fengtang leaving home for the military camp this morning, and about visiting Zichuan Niang later.

Seeing Yang Ruoqing coming over, they quickly stopped talking.

Da Sun joked: "Qing'er, Tang Yazi has returned to the military camp now. From now on, you will be alone at home, and you will have to be lonely again!"

"When Tang Yazi was at home, you two were inseparable. Now that he's gone, you won't get used to it, right?"

Mrs. Sun is an out-and-out wife from a farmer's family. She has a lively, cheerful and upright personality. Sometimes she acts like a man and can make all kinds of dirty jokes.

Now that he was teasing Yang Ruoqing, Yang Ruoqing's face still turned red.

In the main room, Mrs. Sun and Tuoba Xian also pursed their lips, with smiles in their eyes.

Finally, it was Wang Cuilian who interrupted, "I see, Qing'er can't be deserted even if she wants to. Baby Luo, this little girl, is worth ten adults on her own."

Tuoba Xian also quickly took over the conversation and said: "Yes, when Feng Tang was at home, this little girl clung to Feng Tang. When Feng Tang went to the military camp, she clung to her mother."

"Anyway, we grandparents have to be ranked behind her parents."

Mrs. Sun also laughed and said: "It's not surprising. My Feng'er, his father and I usually go out of our way to him. When he is naughty, let alone scold him. We are reluctant to raise our voices."

"His mother was strict with him. If he got naughty, he would be spanked directly. He would cry so hard that he would burst into tears. He was so pitiful."

"We went to coax him, but he didn't dare to vent his anger on his mother. He took it all out on me and his father."

"But after the anger dissipated, he stretched out his little hands like a little puppy and leaned towards his mother, asking for a hug..."

After Sun finished speaking, everyone laughed.

Da Sun said: "My little Shunzi is the same way. This grandson just raised a white-eyed wolf!"

"Sometimes I get annoyed and want to hurt him less, but when I turn around, I still want to save something delicious for that little thing. I can't help but want to hurt him."

Hearing her aunt and uncle talk about all kinds of interesting things about their grandchildren, Yang Ruoqing secretly breathed a sigh of relief and glanced at Tuoba Xian gratefully.
Chapter completed!