newbobooks Chapter 27 My Husband Had a Dream
Chapter 27 My Husband Had a Dream
Yao Jia was very happy to mention Shuang Hua, and couldn't help but talk nonsense, "When I become the Pavilion Master, I will divorce Nangong Xiu Lan, and then take Lang Yue and brother as my concubines. Qing Zhu, you can find someone you like, and then we will return to Jiangnan..."
However, before he could finish his words, the door was pushed open with a loud bang, and cold wind mixed with a few snowflakes rushed in instantly.
The three of them trembled and looked towards the door.
They saw Nangong Xiu Lan, wearing a white fox fur coat and holding a food box, standing at the door, staring at them coldly.
Specifically, his eyes passed over the green bamboo and the bright moon and stared at Yao Jia.
Qingzhu stood up quickly: "Master Lan..."
Langyue also slowly stood up, blocking Nangong Xiulan's sight.
Nangong Xiulan, "..."
When Yao Jia saw him, she reflexively wanted Qingzhu and the others to remove the barbecue grill. Then she realized that this was her own yard and she could do whatever she wanted.
So he stood up, put on a stern face, and asked in a pretentious tone: "What are you doing here? Don't you know to knock when entering? Do you think this is your Qingxinyuan?"
Nangong Xiu Lan walked towards him with anger on his face and fierce eyes. He was the arrogant, unyielding, dignified and elegant Great Siming of Tianxing Pavilion. Even if he was wrong, he would never apologize!
"Instead of memorizing the Star Sutra well, you're here drinking and eating meat, and talking about others behind their backs? Nangong Jiayao, do you think it's easy to be a Pavilion Master? Do you think it's easy to inherit the position of Pavilion Master just because you're the Young Pavilion Master? Do you think everyone else can obey you? Don't dream!" She flicked her sleeves and went out, raising a cloud of snow.
Yao Jia stared blankly at his back.
After a few attacks, she was suppressed to the point where she had nowhere to hide.
Yao Jia admitted that being the Pavilion Master was indeed not easy. In his previous life, he inherited the position of Pavilion Master by relying on thundering means. If others were dissatisfied, he would just start a fight.
So many people scolded and cursed her behind her back, but she just pretended not to know.
Suddenly, she felt that the smell of barbecue in the house was no longer tempting, and it even had a choking smell of smoke.
He looked down and immediately yelled, "Oh my god, my flesh is rotten!"
For the next few days, Yao Jia stayed indoors. The more Nangong Xiu Lan felt that she was not capable, the more she wanted to show him that she could do it, so she concentrated on memorizing the Star Formula.
Wherever Nangong Xiu Lan went, he always had an expression that said "I'll see who dares to mess with me" and his temper was very bad.
Elder Lan had a sour face, and even when he was presiding over the fifth-day sacrificial ceremony, he was surrounded by a layer of coldness. The officials below the stone steps wanted to wait for him to finish and ask about this year's luck value, but when they met his eyes with a hint of murderous intent, they didn't even have the courage to step forward and talk to him.
The most unlucky one was the emperor. Because he was too close to him, he always felt that the air around him was extremely cold. He could not help shivering. He said a few words of blessing at the sacrificial ceremony and returned to the palace to warm up.
Nangong Xiu Lan returned to her residence and Lin Jiang helped her take off her complicated sacrificial dress.
Lin Jiang spoke carefully, "Sir, I have prepared a bath for you. Please soak in it for a while to drive away the coldness in your body."
Nangong Xiu Lan just glanced at him lightly, and Lin Jiang immediately held his breath.
Looking at Lin Jiang's reaction, Nangong Xiulan sighed and said calmly: "Go down, I'll wash myself."
After Lin Jiang went out, he did not take a shower, but sat on the bed.
Yao Jia hasn't come to Qingxinyuan for several days. On the 30th, she was only seen at Lin Congmo's place. She just had the New Year's Eve dinner with him and went back to Ruyi Tower without saying a word. She must be angry with him!
How could the little girl casually mention divorce? He had realized that his way of education was wrong and wanted to correct it, and he wanted to ease the relationship with the little girl, but why did the little girl move out of Qingxinyuan?
He had clearly hinted in his heart not to lose his temper that day, but when he saw her bring Lang Yue back, he really couldn't help but roar.
Seeing the little girl leaving, he began to regret it. He grilled the little girl's favorite barbecue and sent it to her. Then he heard that the little girl wanted to divorce and also wanted to take Shuanghua and Langyue in.
Nangong Xiu Lan felt a little helpless.
Why was he angry with her again!
Nangong Xiulan, you are hopeless! You deserve it that the little girl doesn't want you!
That was the little girl who had worshipped heaven and earth with him in front of his master, and the little wife he married.
Nangong Xiu Lan took out a red purse from the secret compartment at the head of the bed, loosened the strap, and inside were two bundles of hair, one long and one short, tied with red ropes.
"We are married at birth and will stay together till old age."
The master’s instructions linger in my ears.
"Alan, you must teach Yaoyao well, help her protect Tianxing Pavilion, and never abandon her. Don't indulge her like Shuang'er did. Promise me..."
Nangong Xiu Lan put the purse back to its place, lay down tiredly, closed her eyes, and fell asleep unknowingly.
"Brother Lan? Brother Lan?"
Is it Yaojia calling him?
Nangong Xiu Lan quickly opened his eyes and saw Yao Jia, who was wearing a tube top nightgown, walking towards him from a distance. She leaned over and squatted at the head of the bed, looking at him with a smile on her face.
The nightgown wrapped her fair breasts tightly. When she squatted down, the ravines of her breasts happened to appear in front of Nangong Xiulan, causing his throat to tighten.
When did this little girl gain weight?
Nangong Xiu Lan stood up and wanted to raise his hand to pull Yao Jia's clothes up a little.
As soon as his hand touched the clothes on Yao Jia's shoulders, Yao Jia took the opportunity to press Nangong Xiu Lan's hand on her chest.
The soft touch was so hot that he immediately withdrew his hand.
Nangong Xiulan was shocked by Yao Jia's boldness and scolded her, "Yaoyao, are you crazy? Aren't you afraid of being frozen in such a cold day?"
But Yao Jia seemed not to have heard it. She stood up with a charming smile on her face, "Xiu Lan, why are you still so shy?"
After saying that, she turned her body around, sat on Nangong Xiu Lan's legs, hooked his neck, and kissed him on the lips.
Then she looked at him straight in the eye, a hint of amusement in her eyes.
She whispered in his ear: "You were really crazy last night. Have you been holding it in for a long time? Tell me, seeing me being like that with others, are you jealous? Do you have the urge to pin me down and bite me hard? Hmm~"
Caught off guard, Nangong Xiulan's mind buzzed with a sound. What last night... what was a good beating...
Feeling the soft and warm breath beside his ear, his breath began to become disordered, hot, anxious, and full of dirty and sinful desires that he wanted to vent on Yao Jia.
But it was impossible. His little girl couldn't bear it. He had been waiting for the day when she would become the Pavilion Master.
I don't know why, but my body is shameful...
His little girl was so tempting at this moment that she was about to make him lose all his weapons and be defeated.
"Yaoyao, don't be like this..."
His voice was so hoarse that even he was stunned.
After calming down, he tried to push Yao Jia away, but the hand he stretched out actually held her tightly in his arms, lowered his head to hold her seductive and sexy lips, kissed her wantonly, and then pulled off the thin skirt that wrapped her...
Nangong Xiulan closed his eyes and began to sink into the depths, deeply experiencing Yaojia's softness, smoothness, and all the beauty...
With a start, Nangong Xiu Lan opened his eyes suddenly.
Looking at the inner clothes on my body, I instantly breathed a sigh of relief.
"It's a dream!"
He glanced at the dim window, got up, walked into the bathroom, put on his clothes, and got into the bathtub which had already gone cold.
Fortunately it was a dream! Fortunately it was a dream!
But how could he have such a dream? And it was a wet dream!
Or with...Yao Jia.
Lin Jiang pushed the door open and saw Nangong Xiulan in the bathtub. He was stunned at first, and then asked, "Sir, why are you still taking a bath?"
When he got closer, he immediately exclaimed, "Sir, why are you taking a bath with your clothes on?"
Nangong Xiulan's forehead was throbbing with veins, and he angrily said, "What do you care? Get out!!"