Chapter 123 This is the skill

Author: Potato Sweet Potato Pie

Chapter 123 This is the skill

Xia Ru's home does not have a fire bed, but there is another way to warm the bed. Of course, I am not talking about the bed warmer girl. Although this can also warm the bed, and the effect is very good, it is not a wealthy person.

How could a wealthy family have such treatment?

Most households basically use soup pots, which are made of copper or iron. They look somewhat similar to teapots, but in order to expand the heating area, they are several times larger than the teapot, and the shape is also flat.

It's very simple to use, just fill it with hot water and tuck it into the bed.

According to Xia Yuan's understanding, this thing is a hot water bottle. This is what they used in the capital's homes before there was a stove.

I lifted up the quilt and sat in. The two soup ladies were doing a good job, and half of the quilt was warm.

Xia Yuan sat on the quilt and turned to look at the cramped and nervous girl standing in the room, "Come up quickly, it's very hot under the quilt."

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After a moment of silence, Zhao Yuerong slowly came over and sat on the edge of the bed. At this moment, Xia Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand. She panicked again and stood up.

"What's wrong with you? Is there a thorn in your butt on the bed?"

"..No, no." Xiao Qizi's voice sounded like a mosquito, and her pair of slender hands unconsciously squeezed the corners of her coat.

"It's okay if you don't. I thought there was a thorn in the bed to prick you."

After a pause, Xia Yuan began to take off his clothes, taking off his robe and coat one by one, and then threw them to the end of the bed.

Seeing that her husband was only reaching out to take off his clothes, Zhao Yuerong plucked up the courage to sit on the edge of the bed, hesitated for a moment, then took off his boots, climbed into bed, and without even taking off his clothes, he opened the bed and got in.

The small one, wearing thick clothes, was as chubby as an orange cat lying on the bed. Xia Yuan couldn't help but ask: "Why did you lie down without taking off your clothes?"

"My husband, I want to sleep with my clothes on tonight." His voice was still small, and his delicate little face was so red that it looked like it was about to bleed.

And her little hands that were shrunk under the quilt were covering her heart. There was something hard inside between the thick bijia and jacket. It was a booklet.

"How can I sleep with my clothes on? It's not comfortable at all, and it's easy to catch a cold the next day."

After a moment of silence, Zhao Yuerong said weakly: "I'm not afraid."

By this time, Xia Yuan almost laughed out loud. He had confirmed that the source of his wife's problem was in her clothes, so he suppressed his expression and stretched out his hand towards her, "What's in your clothes?"

Isn’t it hiding something? Take it out and let your husband see it.”

Hearing this, Zhao Yuerong's breathing almost stopped. He covered his hands a little tighter and quickly shook his head and said: "No, nothing."

"Then take off your clothes and go to bed."

"..I don't."

Hey, the little thing is quite stubborn.

And she's so cute. Doesn't she understand that the more she doesn't take off her clothes, the more it means there's something hidden in her clothes?

Not to mention that she acted so stubbornly, which shows that the hidden things may be hidden from others.

Xia Yuan could no longer bear the curiosity in his heart, and shook his palm, "Take it out quickly, or your husband will search you."

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When Zhao Yuerong heard this, he immediately became nervous. He covered his chest tightly with his hands, pursed his lips tightly and said, "Nothing."

After that, she pretended to be serious and added: "Really, I won't lie to you."

Although he mentioned a body search, he was just trying to scare her. He didn't intend to actually search her, so Xia Yuan turned to him and said, "In that case, I promise you that no matter what you are hiding, I will not laugh at you."

, and I will never say anything to you."

".real?"

"It's true, my husband swears."

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There was another long silence. After a long time, Zhao Yuerong finally made a move, put his hand into his jacket, and shyly took out the picture album, "That's it."

Her face was as red as a cooked prawn. Before she finished speaking, she threw the album on the quilt and quickly turned her head to the side.

"Is this what you hid?" Xia Yuan picked it up with some surprise. It looked like a book, but it was smaller than an ordinary book and a little thinner. It seemed to be quite old, and the cover

Both the paper and the paper have turned yellow.

But when he opened the book and saw the content inside, Xia Yuan immediately hissed. The paper and cover were yellowing, and the content was obviously yellow.

Hearing the gasping sound, Zhao Yuerong became even more embarrassed and couldn't restrain himself. He silently retracted his head into the bed, curled up, blushed in shame, and listened to his own pounding heartbeat in the darkness.

There are images of unsightly and immoral characters in the picture album. They are the kind of things where two people and one scene make you very happy after reading it. This time it is really not a cross talk.

Of course, Xia Yuan didn't actually feel anything when he looked at it, nor did he feel very happy. After all, he had seen too many things in his previous life, and what was more pornographic than this?

Moreover, they are all in the form of movie broadcasts. This kind of picture album is nothing like that. It is a dull picture at best.

Even though the painting style of this astringent picture is not very eye-catching, Xia Yuan still looked at it very seriously.

It wasn't because of anything else, but because he had never seen many of the postures here.

He still remembers that when he first traveled through time, he read through many of Liu Bei's articles in the bookstore, including those with illustrations.

At that time, those illustrations opened the door to a new world for him and brought him to a brand new world. The postures shown in this album are richer than those illustrations.

As he flipped through the pages, Xia Yuan was amazed from time to time, and kept the postures and movement essentials in mind. These were all knowledge points that he would take a test on later.

Just as he was about to continue flipping down, he remembered something again and turned to look at the bulging quilt, "Xiao Qizi, have you finished reading this book?"

Zhao Yuerong hid under the quilt and said dullly: "No, I didn't look at it, not even a glance."

"If you haven't seen it, why don't you get up and watch it with your husband?"

Saying that, Xia Yuan lifted the quilt, revealing her red little face, and said seriously: "You little comrade, your husband is not criticizing you, but why is your ideological consciousness so low?

No matter what, you are still the wife of Duke Xie Yuan. My husband does not require you to be proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, but you must at least have the same good qualities as your husband in loving learning.

It turns out that you didn’t know how to cherish such a good learning opportunity and didn’t even take a glance at it. Quickly, sit up and study with your husband.”

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Zhao Yuerong didn't say anything, and he didn't mean to sit up. He just pulled the quilt hard with his hands, trying to pull it over and cover himself in the quilt again, but after all, his strength was not as good as Xia Yuan's, and he couldn't pull it after several times.

He could only blush and murmur: "I don't want to look at it, there are all obscene things in there."

"How do you know it's obscene if you don't look?"

Before he finished speaking, Xia Yuan changed the topic again and asked: "And who told you that there is something obscene in this? This is obviously a technique used for cultivation."

Hearing this, Zhao Yuerong was stunned, and asked in a daze: ".What exercises are used for cultivation?"

"That's right."

Xia Yuan's expression was quite serious, and then he slowly moved closer to her blushing face, which was still in a state of confusion.

Seeing her husband getting closer and closer, Zhao Yuerong felt panicked and subconsciously shrank back until his head was pressed against the wall. Only then did Xia Yuan's voice finally ring out, "This technique also has a name.

I don’t know if you’ve heard of it?”

"Wha, what?"

Xia Yuan said word by word, "The magic skill of merging concave and convex."
Chapter completed!