Zhang Jingtao thought about it, if the old housewife is old and ugly, if she goes to the bed of such a housewife, then it is completely filial piety and obligation, it seems that he was still too deeply affected by Confucianism in his previous life.

Besides, it's just for the sake of applying medicine, so you don't have to think too much about it.

Seeing that this is the second floor, no one will rush in and see it, only to feel that the back is still spicy and painful, although the vitality can increase the recovery ability of the body, but it will not be good at once, it is indeed good to take some medicine.

Seeing that Yang Wuhui had already taken the medicine on the lattice decorative cabinet on the side, she honestly lay on the couch and returned her clothes as she said.

"Zheng'er, don't blame your aunt, your aunt knows that they want you to hate Wei'er, and your aunt doesn't ask you not to hate Wei'er, she just begs you not to worry about him, you have to spend candles with Wu Mei tonight, and you have to drink at night and have a good rest." Yang Wuhui's slippery little hands grabbed the trauma ointment and applied it.

Zhang Jingtao listened to it and thought to himself, serving himself like this as an almost master mother, can it be regarded as compensating for himself?

couldn't help but turn his head to glance at Yang Wuhui, and saw that this aunt's face was red.

After all, Yang Wuhui said that he was talking very Jurchen, but after all, this Tiemu clan is in the gate valve, and the actions of the women in the clan will eventually be affected by the various evil rules of the gate valve, at least psychologically.

Turning his head, the ointment was slightly cool, the little hands were soft and comfortable, squinting, Zhang Jingtao hummed, enjoying the comfortable feeling of applying the ointment.

Yang Wuhui saw that he was very comfortable, so he never left his hand.

For this reason, after a while, Zhang Jingtao was a little embarrassed.

Because Yang Wumei applied it for a while, Zhang Jingtao suddenly found that he was unstable on his stomach, but when he thought of Yang Wuhui's words, he didn't hide it, only turned sideways slightly, and asked Yang Wuhui to continue to paint.

Looking sideways again, Yang Wuhui naturally saw the clues, his face was even more like rouge, but the hand that applied the ointment did not leave.

Not only did he continue to rub the ointment very slowly, but he even increased the range of the ointment.

It's just that the little hand trembles a little.

Zhang Jingtao thought about it and knew that although this Yang Wuhui was said to be unrestrained, in fact, he was the only one among Yang Guang's women who had never stolen anyone, and for this reason, there was only one man in Yang Guang, and of course this aunt's hand would tremble a little.

Yang Wuhui said: "It is only beneficial to gently soothe the area around the wound in this way." ”

"Mm-hmm, Auntie is a little more around." Zhang Jingtao didn't know where she heard this, but it seemed to make some sense, otherwise how could he feel so comfortable?

Yang Wuhui's face was even redder, but he didn't flinch, and besides, after a hug in the lobby, it seemed that it didn't matter if people were sticking together.

After a while, this aunt actually leaned on the legs and feet behind Zhang Jingtao, and she didn't care that her body touched him, and her hand was still rubbing the ointment that had been applied for a while, and the range was getting bigger and bigger.

Even when he was a little tired, his body was loose, and his face was pasted on the place where Zhang Jingtao was coated with ointment, and he was not afraid of being soiled by the ointment.

When his face turned, his lips touched Zhang Jingtao's body.

Zhang Jingtao suddenly understood that this aunt was not unpopular, and it was more realistic than the two aunts who only talked about it.

It took a full hour to apply the ointment.

It is conceivable that this ointment is everywhere, even on Yang Wuhui's face, Yang Wuhui doesn't care, licks the ointment on his mouth, and actually swallows it, the amazing and sexy beauty and movements make Zhang Jingtao's heart flutter.

You must be patient! You must not press this aunt down, this has nothing to do with whether it is a Jurchen or not, after all, you are going to get married today, if you are doing this, you will feel very sorry for Yang Wumei.

Zhang Jingtao thought silently.

And Yang Wuhui is simply too incomprehensible, is it to test whether the endurance of this new master is good enough to be worthy of the little housewife?

After that, she still didn't leave, she only chatted with Zhang Jingtao all over the world, and asked Tian Ruyun to bring lunch at noon, and really treated him as a patient.

In the afternoon, she actually had to help Zhang Jingtao apply ointment, saying that she must let his injuries heal quickly, so as not to blame her at night.

In fact, in the afternoon, Zhang Jingtao's little epidermal injury had fully recovered with his strong recovery ability.

Zhang Jingtao could only agree.

It's just that after a while, Zhang Jingtao only felt that his body was about to explode, and he couldn't help but exclaim in his heart, buy cakes! My God! Help me.

I endure, I endure again, I must endure!

This aunt is probably here to test my endurance, right?

When it was close to evening, a pair of small hands were smeared with some grease and hit the injury, Zhang Jingtao only felt that his strength had changed somewhat, and when he turned his head, Yang Wuhui slipped away at some point, and changed into Yang Wumei, who was wearing a gorgeous red dress.

Against the backdrop of this red dress, her stunning face is even more delicate, and her eyes are charming.

On the stool on one side there is also a set of red robes, which is the groom's clothes.

Zhang Jingtao couldn't help but panic in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "When did the eldest lady come back?" ”

Yang Wumei's face was red, and she glared and said, "Just when my mother helped you apply the ointment." After speaking, he slapped Zhang Jingtao, and said fiercely, "You are comfortable." ”

Zhang Jingtao didn't care about this slap, this was basically the category of flirting, and what made Zhang Jingtao even more relieved was that Yang Wumei didn't blame him.

But Zhang Jingtao thought about it and still planned to explain, so he said: "That's just applying ointment......"

Unexpectedly, Yang Wumei didn't really care, and said: "You don't have to explain, my family is the most gatekeeper, but secretly respect the Jurchen, not to mention, after I became the head of the family, the family is naturally the Jurchen, if the old lady is no longer married, I want you to serve as a master, this is your responsibility." Don't change your clothes yet, come and worship someone! ”

Zhang Jingtao was greatly relieved, and quickly got up and changed into a new robe.

"Come to the door to worship your mother, the rule is three bows, what to say, you think for yourself, if you say it well, it will make people happy, it means that you are a little talented, don't you speak well, hum, sleep next door at night." Yang Wumei helped him tidy up his clothes, but said fiercely.

"Okay." Zhang Jingtao took a pot of tea that had already been brewed by Tian Rushi on the big table in this room and poured three cups.

Then he bowed and said, "The head of the society, please take a seat." ”

The composition of 'hands, mouth, and ears' is to lift both hands in front of the mouth and bow the head to the ears.

The owner of the commune means the princess of the commune.

When Yang Wumei heard this, this is very respectful of the Jurchen, and sat down in the main seat of this boudoir, the bright wedding dress outlined the graceful body line around her body as much as possible, and wrapped the pair of long legs leaning sideways under her thin waist was very sexy.