Ye Weila returned the gift, which was a small burden.

Zhao Qingxiu put away her comb and was about to put her palm into the small bundle when she was stopped by Ye Weilai:

"Sister Xiu Niang, please go back and open it tonight." She blinked and said.

Zhao Qingxiu's face was stunned for a moment, and she nodded in agreement.

Ouyang Rong saw that there seemed to be a touch of red inside the half-opened small bundle.

He remembered that Ye Weilai had embroidered and sewed something a few days ago. He didn't tell him what it was, but it must be made of cloth.

Looking at the warm three women in front of her, Zhen Shuyuan originally reached into her sleeves to take something, but her movements paused and stopped.

She suddenly felt that she had to look forward. There was no need to mention some past events again and again. The past was in the past, and it was just fine now. This girl never complained. Why did she have to reveal her identity and things directly? The two of them had a tacit understanding.

Good.

And some things have become scars, so what's the use of uncovering them.

Zhen Shuyuan smiled and took her palm out of her sleeve.

She grabbed the hands of Zhao Qingxiu and Xie Lingjiang respectively and patted them gently:

"They are all good kids."

Both women tilted their heads slightly in embarrassment.

…

At night.

Yinbingzhai bedroom.

I just finished reminiscing with the girls and said goodbye to Zhen Shuyuan.

Zhen Shuyuan asked Ouyang Rong to arrange the yard for Zhao Qingxiu.

Xie Lingjiang left with Zhen Shuyuan, saying that he was tired, so he went to accompany Zhen Shuyuan to sit in the Buddhist hall first, and let Ouyang Rong arrange the embroiderer.

Ouyang Rong nodded and brought Zhao Qingxiu directly to Yinbingzhai.

Zhao Qingxiu had been familiar with Yin Bingzhai in the afternoon, and of course she knew what he meant, her face turned red.

Ye Weilai also came over, but she was not here to be a light bulb, but to get some sleeping clothes to sleep with Xie Lingjiang.

In her words, she wanted to reminisce with Xie Lingjiang.

But the two girls see each other every day, so what's there to reminisce about?

Ouyang Rong naturally knew what the three women were thinking.

In a sense, today is the beginning of embroidery.

Xie Lingjiang knew that the identity of the embroiderer could not be revealed by the matchmaker.

Tonight was a time for Ouyang Rong to accompany her and give her a sense of ceremony.

So they all made a tacit understanding to find an excuse to leave, leaving Ouyang Rong and Zhao Qingxiu alone.

Back in the bedroom, Ye Weilai took Xiu Niang to take a bath.

Ouyang Rong sat at the desk. While waiting, he looked inside the Tower of Merit.

The merit has increased a lot, exceeding 6,000 merit, and some of it has overflowed.

He glanced outside and coughed twice.

Not long after, Ye Weila finished taking a bath and left the bathroom, seemingly taking clothes for Zhao Qingxiu.

After sending the new clothes back to the bathroom, she informed her and left immediately, hugging her own pillow.

Ouyang Rong asked subconsciously: "Where is Xiu Niang? She hasn't finished washing yet."

Ye Weilai, whose long silver hair was pulled up into a bun, smiled and said:

"Sister Xiu Niang has washed her hair and is wiping it, so please be slow. Tan Lang will wait for her to get dressed. Well, slave, please go ahead. Sister Xie is still waiting for slave."

Ouyang Rong always felt that her figure was a bit sneaky.

But in the current atmosphere, it's normal for her to slip away so quickly.

As expected of the girl in her own house, she is so sensible.

Ouyang Rong nodded secretly. In fact, he didn't have many thoughts tonight, he just wanted to accompany the embroiderer.

After all, he and his junior sister are not engaged yet, so they are not allowed to sleep in the same room, let alone being caught in the same bed immediately. Even if they don't do anything but sleep together... Anyway, the junior sister and the embroiderer must both shake their heads in shame.

Some things have to be taken slowly, and we haven't reached that point yet.

The junior sister can bite her lip and leave tonight, acting like a lady, and letting Ouyang Rong accompany the embroiderer is already a big concession.

She would definitely not mind Ye Weilai's words, as she was the most "indulgent" to her Tan Lang, but the embroiderer would definitely be shy...

Anyway, don't think about taking one step too far, as it can easily lead to trouble.

Eating at the same table and sleeping in the same bed are two different things.

Ouyang Rong touched his chin and was lost in thought.

"ah!"

Suddenly, a girl screamed from the direction of the bathroom.

It's the voice of the embroiderer.

Ouyang Rong subconsciously rushed over.

"What's wrong?"

"Ahhh."

Zhao Qingxiu seemed to be telling him not to come in,

However, Ouyang Rong had already pushed the door halfway open, and he saw that Xiu Niang seemed to be standing behind the screen.

He could only see the silhouette, and the embroiderer was not exposed.

Moreover, he also saw a small piece of clothing falling at the foot of the clothes hanger outside the screen. He wondered if the embroiderer accidentally dropped it when she was picking up the clothes.

Ouyang Rong covered his eyes with one hand and walked in unceremoniously:

"It's okay. I won't look at it. I'll help you pick up your clothes."

He is upright and awe-inspiring.

On the screen, Zhao Qingxiu's slim silhouette squatted down and shook her head eagerly:

"Ah, babbling, babbling..."

"I really don't want to see it."

Ouyang Rong didn't look at it if he didn't want to. He didn't open the fingers of the palms covering his eyes. He walked slowly to the clothes rack. He squatted down and picked up the small piece of clothing on the ground. It seemed to be a pair of obscene pants. The fabric used seemed to be very high-end.

, light and soft, absorbs water and dries easily.

Ouyang Rong didn't touch the girl's underpants, he directly hooked his fingers on them and passed them through the screen.

The next second, the underpants were thrown out from behind the screen and landed at his feet.

"What's wrong? There's water on your hands? Are they slippery again?"

Ouyang Rong sounded curious.

I picked it up again and handed it in.

In less than three breaths, it will be thrown out again.

Ouyang Rong suddenly frowned and picked it up again, but this time before handing it out, he fumbled with it a little and found a hole with his fingers.

The pants are torn?

He was startled, and couldn't help but lower his head to take a closer look, and suddenly discovered... these thin red pants were actually crotchless!

Ouyang Rong was immediately embarrassed on the spot.

Is this thing a crotchless thing? Isn't it for children? The first reaction in his mind was this.

However, he soon vaguely remembered that this seemed to be a custom in some places in Zhou Dynasty. It seemed to be worn by the bride on her wedding night. The purpose must not only be convenient and convenient at night, but also convenient and convenient at night.

"Ahh..."

Inside the screen, Zhao Qingxiu crouched beside the tub, blocking her slender body. She lowered her head shyly and covered her shoulders with her hands.

The little ears covered by wet black hair were red and seemed to be bleeding.

Ouyang Rong suddenly turned his head and saw an opened small baggage next to the clothes hanger. No need to guess, he knew the origin of these crotchless red pants.

He couldn't help but turn around and stare in the direction Ye Weilai left.

Good guy, your gift to your new sister is crotchless pants, right?

For a moment, the air inside and outside the screen fell into silence.

The atmosphere gradually became weird.
Chapter completed!