So he raised his chin, looked at sweet girl and said, "well, from today on, you will be my bookboy. Help me grind ink and serve tea and pour water."

"Yes, miss sheng'er. Do you want the maid to pinch miss sheng'er's shoulder first?"

Xue Xiaohua sat upright with a book in her hand and said, "OK, OK, just pinch."

Sweet girl really pinched her hand. Xue Xiaohua held a book. The sound of Lang Lang reading came out of the room. Bai Wen listened quietly and felt a lot of comfort.

She happened to have written her own idea on A4 paper. At the moment, she said solemnly: "it is most taboo to use relatives in the shop. When something happens, you can't say no, and you can't give less money, so you have to be careful in this matter. I thought it would be better to talk to my sister-in-law and let her participate in it by investing money. Then she will work for herself."

Xue Changan is a businessman and has seen a lot of the world. Although Bai Wenjing's words are a little obscure, she can still understand what she wants to say.

So he went to Bai Wenjing and asked, "what does your mother mean, let your sister-in-law partner with us?"

Bai Wenjing shook her head: "no, not with us, but with the little prince."

Xue Changan was even more confused and asked, "what's this saying?"

Bai Wenjing explained: "the restaurant in our town has only been open for a few days. We don't have so much money to build a new shop, do we? Besides, it's also the idea of the little prince to do it outside. If we have money, we can do our best. All we can do is the soup bottom ingredients and the way the restaurant opens and does business."

When Xue Changan heard Bai Wenjing say this, he immediately patted his head and said, "yes, why didn't I think of this? We don't have money, but we have a way. This is our secret script. We can't give it away for nothing."

Bai Wenjing laments that Xue Changan is a businessman. She's so thorough. She's really a personal expert. Fortunately, she belongs to her family. If she belongs to the opponent's family, she won't be tortured to death?

So he smiled and said, "Cheng, just understand. Here, Xianggong, look at this I made."

Bai Wenjing shows Xue Chang'an the sketch she drew. In fact, she can draw a little. She just doesn't know what's going on at the moment. She's a little embarrassed to put her painting in front of Xue Chang'an.

"You can make do with it. I draw casually, and I don't draw much like it."

Xue Chang'an approached Bai Wenjing, and the faint fragrance on Bai Wenjing's body inadvertently stirred his heartstrings. When he was stunned, he saw Bai Wenjing again and asked, "how about it?"

He didn't have time to see it. How do you know? Xue Changan quickly focused on the paper.

"This is... Strung with a stick? Fish, pepper, mushrooms, green vegetables, leeks? These can be strung with a stick? Put it here..."

Xue Changan was puzzled. This was something he had never seen before. At the moment, he didn't see anything after looking at it for a long time.

"This is called barbecue, and this is a barbecue rack, but I'm afraid of the smell of oil smoke, so I made a board on it, and the following is charcoal fire. The meat you said, leeks and mushrooms, are all strung and put on it, brushed with oil and cooked. Whoever wants to eat, put which into it, and sprinkle pepper cumin powder. That's called a incense."

Bai Wenjing drooled when she said it. You know, although she said she could toss, she also made a small hot pot to eat, but barbecue has never been implemented.

Xue Changan did not continue to focus on the paper at the moment, but on Bai Wenjing's white neck, and even gently sniffed: "well, it's incense, I smell it."

"Ah? You smell it?"

Bai Wenjing was wondering where there was a smell. When she looked back, she saw that Xue Changan was almost touching her face.

"Why are you so close to me?"

Bai Wenjing's cheeks immediately blushed.

"Madam..."

Xue Chang'an whispered to her and put his hand around her waist. Even his breathing became heavy.

Knowing what the man was thinking, she simply grabbed his hand and put it on her lower abdomen: "touch, touch."

Although she is not pregnant yet, she has been pregnant for four months. There is no meat in her lower abdomen. At present, when her palm is covered on her belly, she can obviously feel that the palm sized bag is there.

Xue Chang'an was a little depressed and said in a weak tone: "but the lady also said that she would be all right in three months. No, I haven't touched the lady for a long time. I don't even remember what it feels like."

When Xue Chang'an said this, Bai Wenjing stretched out her hand and twisted it on Xue Chang'an's arm: "what taste? Does this taste hurt?"

Xue Changan shook his head: "it doesn't hurt."

As soon as Bai Wenjing heard this, she was a little angry and said coldly, "doesn't it hurt? OK, try again."

Then he stretched out his hand and twisted it on Xue Chang'an's arm.

"What about this? Does it hurt?"

Xue Changan still shook his head. Bai Wenjing wondered. Just now she really made great efforts. The man said he didn't hurt. Is it stupid?

"Why doesn't it hurt? I've made great efforts. Where does it hurt?"

Xue Chang'an just hugged her waist and said in a soft voice, "it doesn't hurt if the lady twists, as long as she can feel comfortable."

Bai Wenjing, who said this, was angry and smiled: "you are stupid. It must hurt. I'll rub it for you."

He had already reached out and rubbed the place she had just twisted. By the dim candle light, he could still see that she had indeed twisted the place red.

"Madam, let's tonight..."

Bai Wenjing ignored him, but turned over. When Xue Chang'an saw Bai Wenjing get up and squat down to take the basin under the bed, he immediately understood and hurriedly said, "I'll come, madam, sit down and let me wash you later."

“……”

Bai Wenjing blushed again and whispered, "nonsense. I can wash it myself. Where can I use you?"

Xue Changan smiled and didn't speak. He didn't know where his wife learned this stress. He washed it every night, and asked him to wash it too.

Although it was really strange, his wife said that it was good for her to wash up.

Xue Chang'an said, "madam, the water is warm. You wash it. After you wash it, I'll pour it into another basin."

“……”

Bai Wenjing was speechless again: "is there water shortage at home?"

"No shortage..."

Bai Wenjing sighed: "there's no shortage of water that I used. How dirty it is. Isn't that white washing? If you really use this dirty water, I, I won't let you go to bed."

Xue Chang'an found that he liked to see his wife play a small temper, so he hurried to say, "well, well, don't be angry. When you wash it, I'll pour out the water and wash it in my basin."