After dinner, Ye Yuran assigned work to several daughters-in-law, and stared at Li and marinated the rabbit meat.

When he was sleeping at night, Zhu Bamei asked her in a low voice: "Mom, what is this Mr. Gan's background?"

"What does his origin matter? Didn't I say it? Just close your mouth tightly." Ye Yuran said with his eyes closed.

The dark night blocked Zhu Bamei's hesitant expression. She endured it again and again, and finally said it: "Mom, are you talking about Mr. Gan from the wealthy family you mentioned?"

"I guess so."

"Then... Mom, didn't you say you wanted to send me to a wealthy family as a maid?" Zhu Bamei tactfully reminded her that she was already ten years old. If she waited, would she be too old by then?

Ye Yuran did not expect that Zhu Bamei actually made the idea of ​​Mr. Gan.

When I first met, Zhu Bamei hit a cold nail in Gan Yixian. Logically, she should have stopped thinking, so why did it emerge again?

"You don't want to go to their house to eat meat, right?" Ye Yuran thought of a possibility.

"Mom..." Zhu Bamei felt embarrassed and said coquettishly, "If I could eat meat, wouldn't it mean that our whole family would eat meat?"

Ye Yuran was speechless: "..."

So, the original owner taught her girl such ambition?

When she is fine, is it necessary to "wash" Zhu Bamei's brain? Otherwise, with Zhu Bamei's ambition, one day she will cause trouble for her.

"You don't have any other thoughts except eating meat?"

"Yes." Zhu Bamei said, "Young Master Gan's clothes look so good. Mom, is that silk? I don't know what it feels like to wear on it..."

"Well, what else?"

"Young Master Gan's hands are so white, even whiter than the girl's house."

Ye Yuran's mouth twitched, she didn't pay attention to what Gan Yixian's hand looked like.

Zhu Bamei talked about a lot of details, which Ye Yuran didn't notice, and she didn't know when the mother and daughter fell asleep.

Until the moment he fell asleep, Ye Yuran seemed to have a "white and tender" hand shaking in front of him.

What kind of hands are that?

Fingers as slender as peeling onion white have clear roots and seem to shine.

It shook in front of her, and a nice voice floated in his ears: "What are you stunned?"

Ye Yuran looked up and found in a daze that the owner of his hand, Gan Yixian, was smiling at him.

There was a pair of dimples on the corner of his mouth, and when he smiled, he looked like a child. He was both innocent and pure, and his mood improved.

Ye Yuran discovered for the first time that one day she would be so fascinated by a person's smile - could she be dimpled?

"Hmm?" Ye Yuran didn't quite understand what he was talking about.

She thought something was wrong, but she couldn't think of something wrong.

"I said, what are you in a daze?" Gan Yixian repeated.

"Danny? Am I?" Ye Yuran pointed at herself. She turned her head and looked around and found that there were white areas everywhere.

The only pavilion they were in was not filled with white mist, and some white jade cylinders were exposed. A few light pink camellias came in from outside, and were so beautiful.

“Where is this?”

Ye Yuran felt that she didn't seem to know this place.

But if she didn't know her, why would she be here?

"Did you bring me here?"

Three questions in a row seemed to surprise Gan Yixian: "You ask me? This is what you brought me here."

"I brought you here?" Ye Yuran was confused, "Are you sure? I don't know where this is."

"I'm sure. I don't know where this is. I was asking you about this."

"Then...why should I ask you to come?" Ye Yuran felt that she needed some clues.

Gan Yixian shook his head: "I don't know, you seem to ask me to see some picture album."

As soon as the two words "Picture Album?" fell, Ye Yuran discovered that a book appeared on the stone table in front of them, with three words written on it - "The Story of Stone".

I feel like I've seen this name somewhere?

Ye Yuran picked it up, but she never thought that such a serious book title would actually be a erotic picture?!

She widened her eyes, unable to believe: "What...is this?!"

"What?" Gan Yixian heard her scream, leaned over and looked at it, and immediately smiled, "Hehehe... It turns out that my dear lady called here to see this~"

His voice was lowered a few degrees, full of magnetic temptation, which made Ye Yuran's face turn red suddenly, and he waved his hand in panic: "No, no...I don't mean that."

"Madam, just accept it. You dare to act and take responsibility, that's what you said!" Someone pulled out the book from her hand, opened one of the pages and pointed it to her, "What do you think of this posture?"

Ye Yuran obviously didn't want to see it, but she couldn't help but glance at her.

Although she didn't look closely, she glanced at it like a glimpse of light, but the metaphor full of some secret love suddenly enveloped all her thoughts, and her mind was full of that kind of picture.

I even wondered: This completely violates the human body structure, how can it be done?!

Ahhhh, why did she think about this kind of problem?!

She's going crazy!

Gan Yixian put her waist in her arms and asked with a smile: "Let's try it?"

"No! Get out of here-" Ye Yuran was so scared that he quickly broke his hand and prevented him from touching him.

However, she found that the man's strength was not something she could shake. No matter how she beat him, she could not touch a single finger.

Instead, she stared at her fingers that were trimmed round, and she flashed a moment of consciousness. When she had time, she thought about it - her nails were pink, so beautiful!

"I don't want anything? Madam, don't say anything wrong, okay? You asked me to come here, why did you regret it again? We are husband and wife. How can you be shy after so many years?" Gan Yixian said, and picked her up.

"Ah..." Ye Yuran screamed, and his whole body was hung in the air and placed on the stone table by him.

The silk skirts were scattered all over the floor.

Camellia seemed to blush, dyed with rouge, and became even redder.

The white fog around it also spread deeper, as if she wanted to hide all of this.

When Ye Yuran woke up panting, she wiped a cold sweat that did not exist on her forehead, which was so scared that she had no idea what was wrong with her. How could she have such a dream?!

——Ahhh, I'm going crazy, I actually "imagined" Gan Yixian?

Thinking of the young master who had never met for a long time, Ye Yuran blocked his chest in one breath and couldn't vomit for a long time.

If she had been in her previous life, she might have looked at such a handsome man.

Who doesn't like beautiful things?
Chapter completed!