Uncle Jinwu Zangyi

This body is picking the auspicious day for marriage, and Xiao Kan narrowly beats Zhao Linjiang.

Although there is no standard of winning or losing in this matter, the suitable date for Xiao Song and Zhao Guan to get married is two months earlier than that of Zhao Guan, so Xiao Kan won this round.

The date was set on the sixth day of the next month, and there were only ten days left. Xiao Kan was very anxious, afraid that something might be missed or not done well.

Mrs. Li sent the betrothal gift to Song Yu's house early on, and she was happily discussing trivial matters every day. Sometimes she was busy with her son's marriage, and at other times she was welcoming her daughter-in-law.

The wedding date was still far away, so Guan Yao and Zhao Linjiang put aside their worries and simply sat and waited for the wedding wine.

Xiao Kan recently renovated the sapphire case for a round. First, he expanded the bathroom and dug a bathtub out of it. Then he pierced the two walls of the hall to expand the area of ​​the hall so that it can be used when worshiping the hall. Accommodate more people.

In the end, Song Yu’s wing room was designated as a bridal chamber for two people. In addition to changing many things into a two-person style, a long couch was also set up inside, where the two of them could chat and drink tea when they were free. of.

The sun was surprisingly good that day, warm but not hot, so Xiao Kan repainted the door of the Qingyu case.

"Jingyun, drink some water first." Song Yu came over with a pot of tea, and poured a cup to Xiao Kan's mouth, "Come here."

Still holding the brush in his hand, Xiao Kan squatted by the gate and gulped down the tea in two gulps, "Why doesn't Uncle Yi take a nap, it's almost past noon."

"Don't sleep." Song Yu took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off Xiao Kan's brow, "I can't sleep either."

"Don't you want to sleep?" Xiao Kan put down the tools in his hand, took off his lacquered clothes, and pulled Song Yu to sit down on the threshold, "Still uncomfortable?"

Song Yu hugged the teapot on her lap, staring at the teapot all the time, "No."

From Xiao Kan's point of view, Song Yu is now a little daughter-in-law, trying to please her.

"So you can't sleep without Jingyun?" Xiao Kan crossed the opponent's back with one hand, stopped his shoulder, and whispered with his head tilted, "Is it? Huh?"

After expressing their hearts to each other, Song Yu couldn't escape Xiao Kan's eyes for any small thoughts, and his temper and habits were firmly controlled by the other party. He said vaguely, "It's a little hot."

"Oh~ that means you can only fall asleep if Jingyun is fanning you." Xiao Kan stared at Song Yu's slightly open neckline roguely, "Then Jingyun will accompany you to the meeting now."

Song Yu was no longer sleepy at this time, and felt that it would be better for the two of them to just sit like this, "No sleepiness anymore, and the afternoon will be over."

"Where did Uncle Yi get this new clothes?" Xiao Kan couldn't help looking at the neckline of the other party, wanting to find out.

Song Yu touched his clothes, and explained: "It's been hot and dry recently, your Uncle Yao went to a shop to order some warm clothes, and made two for me by the way."

Xiao Kan felt the material on Song Yu's body. It felt silky, thin and textured, and the colors were also very new. The workmanship style was indeed Guan Yao's taste.

The open clothes were obviously tightened a lot by Song Yu. Compared with Song Yu's usual strict attire, this body has already exposed a large area of ​​the white neck and collarbone.

Xiao Kan thought to himself, no wonder Zhao Linjiang dared not let Guan Yao go out alone, who can rest assured that his wife is dressed like this.

"In the future, ask Uncle Yao for his opinion on what clothes Uncle Yi wants to make." Xiao Kan was already salivating, and he restrained himself from biting the other's ear, "Uncle Yi wears this, it looks good."

Song Yu naturally understood what the other party meant. He tugged at the top of his shirt and said in a muffled voice, "I won't wear it next time."

"Why don't you wear it anymore?" Xiao Kan felt that he was a slut now.

"Irregular."

Xiao Kan wrapped the person in his arms, touched the other person's clothes with many hands, and said in a low magnetic voice: "Don't wear it, Jingyun likes you wearing this."

These words were extremely offensive to Song Yu, he removed his hand covering the opening of his clothes, pretending to be majestic and dignified: "Only this time."

"Uncle Yao gave it to you. Don't let Uncle Yi live up to his wishes. It doesn't matter if you wear it a few more times." Xiao Kan sniffed Song Yu's hair in confusion, and emphasized in a low voice: "However, you are not allowed to wear it out of the house." When you go to meet people, you are only allowed to wear it in the courtyard for Jing Yun to see."

Song Yu seemed indifferent, and then asked in dissatisfaction: "Why?"

"Jingyun doesn't like to show others." Xiao Kan didn't expect Song Yu to learn to flirt with him. "Uncle Yi is a mess in his bones, and Jingyun is not at ease."

"It's just a suit of clothes. Who else cares about that piece of meat except you." Song Yu put down the teapot in his hand and folded his arms instead, "It's not serious."

Xiao Kan surrounded Song Yu in front of his chest with his body and arms, licked from the back of the other's neck to the back of his ears, and panted, "Uncle Yi knows that this dress is not decent, so he intends to wear it in front of my nephew. , just to be sure that my nephew wants to eat this piece of meat, right?"

The little Jiujiu in her heart was exposed mercilessly by the other party, Song Yu was ashamed and annoyed, "No."

"Who did Uncle Yi wear it for?" Xiao Kan climbed up to the crotch of Song Yu's clothes, stroking the exposed flesh bit by bit.

"Not for anyone." Song Yu's chest rose and fell forcefully, and the places touched by the opponent's fingertips seemed to have been burned by fire, and continued to use the water that the opponent loved to check and balance.

Xiao Kan scratched Song Yu's Adam's apple with his fingertips, and put his face against Song Yu's temples, his voice was so gentle that it could rain, "But Jingyun has seen it, does Uncle Yi still want to show it to others?"

"Then Uncle, go and replace it now." Song Yu quickly stood up and was about to run.

With sharp eyes and quick hands, Xiao Kan strode over, hugged the opponent's waist from behind, stretched his hand into the open opening of his clothes, and within two clicks, he was able to pinpoint the twitching 22 44 objects.

"Uncle Yi has already worn it all, so why change it?" Xiao Kan hurriedly inserted his teeth into Song Yu's shoulder, "Doesn't Uncle Yi want to show Jing Yun?"

"Don't, don't be here at 22." Song Yu gritted his teeth so as not to let those wandering voices float out, "The courtyard door is open."

Xiao Kan was already in dire straits, and he punished the other party one after another, "Then Uncle Yi, answer me first, did you wear it for Jing Yun to see?"

"Yes." Song Yu's shoulders immediately lost the protection of the cloth, and Wen Lun's kiss lingered there, "Here, I showed you."

After getting a satisfactory answer, Xiao Kan carried the man on his shoulders without saying a word, kicked open the door of the wing room, and "invited" him to the desk.

Xiao Kan was eating well, and suddenly said something, "Uncle Yi, you look so good in this outfit."

Song Yu raised her head and kept her eyes fixed on the ceiling, fearing that Xiao Kan's eyes would fall into her trap.

Xiao Kan ate two O's in one breath, and murmured indistinctly, "Especially, this kind of top looks the best when it's neatly trimmed and the hem isn't half a thread."

The author has something to say: Forget that this month is the 31st, the big wedding is tomorrow, and the text is over.