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When he returned to Jin Family, black smoke was already rising from the chimney of the firewood house.

Jin Xiaolou put the basket and basket back into the cottage, picked up the three wild pigeon eggs, and was about to go to the woodshed.

Just as he took two steps forward, he saw that Gao Lang was still sound asleep on the mat. His eyes were closed and there were rows of long eyelashes casting shadows, just like an early morning forest.

When he didn't speak, his expression was solemn and naturally exuded a noble aura.

Beside Gao Lang, a crow green gown was scattered casually around, and a hole had been torn through the shoulder of the robe.

This was Jin Xiaolou's masterpiece from last night.

Jin Xiaolou took a deep breath, walked forward and picked up her gown, and when she arrived at the firewood house, Huang Guizhi had already finished cooking breakfast, and was in the middle of arranging the dishes in the courtyard.

Seeing Jin Xiaolou, Huang Guizhi gave her a sweet smile and blinked her eyes: "Wait for me."

After he finished speaking, he carried the dishes out and served them on the table. He wiped his hands on the azure colored apron, and pulled Jin Xiaolou's hand as he headed back into his own room.

Jin Dacheng had long been seated at the table, and there were only two people in the room, Huang Guizhi and Jin Xiaolou.

The warm sunlight shone in through the window and onto Huang Guizhi's body, covering her with a layer of gold.

Huang Guizhi sat Jin Xiaolou on the side of the bed and took out two potatoes from her sleeves. She directly stuffed them into Jin Xiaolou's hands: "I also learned from you, I hid two of them secretly, and the ones that were cooked on the rice just now were, you and your man each."

Huang Guizhi's tone of voice was soft and gentle, completely different from the sharp tone of the noisy woman in the courtyard.

Jin Xiaolou caught the two potatoes that were still warm from the heat and held Huang Guizhi's hand. She took the chance to take out the three pigeon eggs and placed them on top of Huang Guizhi's palm.

"Hey, I picked up the pigeon egg this morning to nourish your body." When she said the word "body repair", Jin Xiaolou lowered her head and laughed.

Just as expected, Huang Guizhi blushed.

Huang Guizhi's skin was very thin, on average, she had a faint green color, making him look relatively thin and inexperienced. A little red would make him stand out, but she was also like an orange that was gradually turning red, releasing the fragrance of orange blossoms, making him look extremely adorable.

Jin Xiaolou really wanted to pinch her blushing face, but before she could reach out, she was already embraced by Huang Guizhi.

Huang Guizhi sat beside Jin Xiaolou, her face turning even more red, she pointed to the clothes in Jin Xiaolou's hands, and gently said: "Your man is that powerful?"

Jin Xiaolou looked at the clothes in her hands that had a large hole in it. She knew that Huang Guizhi had thought wrong, but she didn't want to explain. Just like in her previous life when she was joking with his best friend, she winked at her: "Is your man strong?"

Huang Guizhi lowered her eyes, avoiding Jin Xiaolou's gaze. She opened the wooden cabinet beside the bed, took out some needle and thread, and also received the robe from Jin Xiaolou's hands.

The silver needles were shining brightly in Huang Guizhi's hands. The raven cyan colored threads and needles were attached to the robe as if they were made of nature, making it impossible to see any traces of them.

For a moment, neither of them spoke.

Jin Xiaolou's mind was in a mess, she was afraid that in the modern world, people were more open-minded and dared to joke around. The ancient women were conservative, could it be that they had angered Huang Guizhi?

She tilted her head to look at Huang Guizhi's face, the redness fading away and there was a hint of paleness to it, as expected, there was a trace of depression on her face.

Just as he was about to find a topic to avoid this moment of awkwardness, he suddenly heard Huang Guizhi speak.

Her voice was very soft, so soft that Jin Xiaolou was unable to hear her clearly.

As he moved closer to Huang Guizhi's face, Jin Xiaolou's ear almost touched her lips.

It was only then that she heard it, and Huang Guizhi slowly repeated it again, "Did Jin Dacheng succeed?"

Jin Dacheng?

Jin Xiaolou was suspicious. What did she mean?

After being startled for a moment, he finally understood, and Jin Xiaolou's face became red.

Then, he finally understood why Huang Guizhi had been married to Jin Dacheng for three years and still had no children.

Jin Xiaolou sat up, and stared blankly at Huang Guizhi who was busy fixing her clothes, and did not know what to say.

After all, Jin Xiaolou was still an inexperienced girl, how could she understand all these?

Even in the modern age, after studying Physiology and Hygiene, he had never discussed such things with anyone face to face.

Jin Xiaolou looked like a ripe tomato. After thinking for a while, she asked: "Gui Qi, do you like Jin Dacheng?"

This question caused Huang Guizhi to be stunned: "You like it? "Lou, what does it look like to like?"

Jin Xiaolou frowned, she had always been obsessed with research and research in her previous life. Her mother was single for more than twenty years, and even in death, she had never had a crush on any man.

However, there was no practice. There were a lot of theories behind it. After all, she had seen quite a number of TV movies about love and love before.

"When you fall in love with someone, your heart becomes a piece of grass. The person you like is like a furry rabbit on the grass, biting and biting until your heart rustles, hurting and itchy. With a jump and a jump, the rabbit makes your heart flop …"

Huang Guizhi tilted her head and said, "Three years ago, on the night of the bridal room, Dacheng held my face and kissed it for a long time. I just feel a little bit of pain, and his saliva is so wet and greasy that it makes me feel sick. "

As he spoke, he let out a long sigh. "It seems that I don't like him."

Right after she finished speaking, the voice of the Madame Zhou in the courtyard rang out, "Jin Xiaolou, where did you hide so long ago? Hurry up and clean up! "

Huang Guizhi stuck out her tongue, hurriedly retracted her tail with two needles, and returned the robe back to Jin Xiaolou's arms: "Quickly take the potatoes and go back to your room for breakfast, I'll go clean up."

"Ai!" Jin Xiaolou wanted to pull Huang Guizhi back, but she ran out the door faster than a little deer.

In the courtyard, Madame Zhou who was sitting on a bamboo chair with her legs crossed looked at Huang Guizhi strangely. "Yo, they are really in love, why is Jin Xiaolou your sister? Why don't you let her help you with everything? "She's got a big belly at once. You haven't managed to produce a fart in three years …"