"Did it hurt when kneeling on your knees?" Song Jiawen sat on Ye Ruo's lap and Ye Ruo asked with concern.

Song Jiawen shook her head gently.

Whoever believes that kneeling does not hurt will be a fool? Ye Ruo still smiled and said, "Mid-Autumn Festival is over, the weather is cold, and we are in great humidity. Song Jiawen kneels on the ground. Even if she puts a pillow, she will easily cause rheumatism. I am a spiritual medicine master. I ask me to use the true qi fire that can refine spiritual medicine to rub Song Jiawen's knees and dispel the moisture."

"Master?" Song Jiawen was moved to tears at first, then nodded excitedly with tears in her eyes. No matter who is so doting on her husband, she will cry in her heart.

So Ye Ruo immediately used the hands that made spiritual medicine to rub Song Jiawen.

Song Jiawen's knees, with some blood blockage, immediately under Ye Ruo's warm skillful hands, was activated by the heat of the true qi fire to promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis.

"Master, Song Jiawen feels comfortable." Song Jiawen smiled with tears.

Ye Ruo also smiled and nodded, and said lightly: "It's good that Song Jiawen feels comfortable."

Then, Ye Ruo suddenly looked at Xiaoqing, a maid who had been standing there looking at his nose and his nose, looking at his heart, like a woody tree.

The maid Xiaoqing also knelt with Song Jiawen in the afternoon.

Naturally, Xiaoqing's knees were in the same condition as Song Jiawen, and his bloodline was blocked.

"Song Jiawen, please let Xiaoqing sit down too. She also knelt with you in the afternoon. I'll help her treat her knees too." Ye Ruo said lightly.

Song Jiawen immediately understood that Ye Ruo thought that Xiaoqing was her maid. It was a bit inappropriate for Ye Ruo to call Xiaoqing, so she, the lady, wanted to call Xiaoqing.

Although Song Jiawen also felt that it was inappropriate for Ye Ruo to rub Xiaoqing's knees, Song Jiawen still nodded obediently.

Xiaoqing is also a person around her. She, a lady, cannot be too concerned about Xiaoqing.

Song Jiawen immediately said, "Xiaoqing, you have heard what you said, why don't you sit on that chair? Let me show you?"

Xiaoqing glanced at Ye Ruo, tilted his mouth and said, "Miss. Xiaoqing is just a servant, with a thick skin and a thick flesh. It's okay to kneel for a while. Before going to bed, Xiaoqing will just rub it with the strong wine himself."

This little girl has even taken the old man?

Ye Ruo immediately said angrily: "You little girl, really don't know what's wrong. Since you met me, you have not taken me seriously again and again? Today, I have to correct my family traditions and let you know who is the head of the family."

As he said that, Ye Ruocai ignored those things. He walked over and pressed Xiaoqing on the chair behind him. Then he raised Xiaoqing's legs and rubbed Xiaoqing's knees with his big hands.

"Okay." Ye Ruo clapped his hands and said to Xiaoqing with some smugness: "Xiaoqing. Look around and see if your knees don't hurt anymore?"

Xiaoqing suddenly got up, but he didn't jump or jump, but instead ran out with blushing and covered his face and ran out.

Song Jiawen felt a little savory in her heart, and immediately walked over and said, "Master! How could he be so domineering? Xiaoqing didn't agree with her. So she forced her knees. It would be strange if she didn't feel strange!"

This guy is so good, but sometimes he is too kind-hearted. Song Jiawen feels so good.

Ye Ruo pretended to be addicted to the old man and said seriously again: "Just a little maid, the old man could even rub Song Jiawen's knees, but she couldn't rub her knees?"

"Master!" Ye Ruo was so domineering that Song Jiawen stomped her feet in shame and anger.

Ye Ruo smiled immediately and stopped when he saw it was better, otherwise if he didn't know what to say, the tough Song Jiawen would hit her head against the table and jump into the bridge and jump into the lake. Ye Ruo would not be able to stand it.

Ye Ruo immediately got up gently and said, "Is Song Jiawen used to living in this yard?"

Speaking of this, Song Jiawen immediately responded to Ye Ruo with great enthusiasm: "Master. Song Jiawen is very satisfied with this yard. It has a main room, a room with a separate courtyard, and a separate kitchenette. It is clean and tidy. Song Jiawen likes it very much. Song Jiawen also thought that when it is appropriate, she wanted to ask for grace from her. Song Jiawen wanted to pick up my mother and stay for a few days. She also let her know that everything is fine for me here. Let her rest assured."

Ye Ruo immediately laughed and said, "Song Jiawen should be beaten. She actually acted cleverly in front of her and tried to test her."

"Master, no!" Song Jiawen suddenly felt aggrieved again and wanted to be strong again. She didn't know what sentence she said to make Ye Ruo misunderstand. She was really anxious to death.

Ye Ruo said quickly and quickly: "You, I can't help but make fun of you. Is it that you want to die in front of you again?"

Even though Ye Ruo said it was a joke and took it back, Song Jiawen still wiped her tears aggrievedly and said aggrievedly: "Master! Your joke is too unacceptable. Song Jiawen felt that he was kind, so she told her what she said in her heart. How could she give Song Jiawen the big hat of scheming and scheming! Song Jiawen couldn't stand this big hat."

Song Jiawen was sad and crying again. Ye Ruo was not panicked. He slowly picked up the hot tea offered by Song Jiawen, tasted it lightly, and said calmly: "I didn't understand it before, but now I understand it. This is called love, fun, this is called the joy of the boudoir and the house. Sometimes, it is also quite interesting to watch you women cry. Haha, isn't it a bit of a bad taste?"

When Song Jiawen heard Ye Ruo’s self-deprecating self-deprecating, she immediately laughed, and then took the initiative to sit in Ye Ruo’s arms and let Ye Ruo hug her.

In Ye Ruo's arms, Song Jiawen smelled the manly smell on Ye Ruo with a different kindness and said softly: "Can you sit in Song Jiawen's place with a cup of tea? Just one cup of tea is enough. Song Jiawen is satisfied."

Ye Ruo smiled without saying a word, then carried Song Jiawen, who had already changed into pajamas, put a quilt on her bed, then kissed Song Jiawen lightly and said, "Song Jiawen, sleep peacefully. Wait until Song Jiawen falls asleep. Let's go."

"My dear Mr. Xie." Song Jiawen suddenly became full of passion again, and was afraid that Ye Ruo would see it. She could only turn her back sensiblely and cry secretly. Then she tried to guard her for the first time, and wanted to fall asleep a little unaccustomedly.

Ye Ruo didn't see Song Jiawen's tears, but Ye Ruo smiled, then reached out to help Song Jiawen clean up her hair wet with tears on her cheeks. Then she sat in front of Song Jiawen's bed, then picked up the head of Song Jiawen, and Song Jiawen rolled up, obviously reading a book halfway through. She continued to read.

Song Jiawen didn't want to waste Ye Ruo's time. She also wanted to have Ye Ruo sleep so beautifully, but the more anxious she was to fall asleep, the harder it would be to fall asleep.

After tossing and turning for a long time, he still couldn't sleep. Ye Ruo's movement disappeared again. He was very worried that Ye Ruo would leave without keeping his promise, so he turned over again, wanting to see if Ye Ruo is still there. If he is there, he wants to see what Ye Ruo is doing again.

As soon as Song Jiawen turned over, she saw Ye Ruo looking at the book she had just put down.

Song Jiawen was immediately surprised.

"Master, do you understand this book?" Song Jiawen couldn't help but ask curiously with her arm.

"Adam Smith's Wealth of Nations, full name "an..the...nations". I read this book six years ago. However, the simplified translation version I read at that time was not as good as Song Jiawen, but actually read the classical English version from 1776. However, now I read the simplified translation version I read has translated the essence of this book. It is not like some English works, because the translator's level is not enough, and it is better to read the English version again."

Song Jiawen was even more surprised and immediately blushed, saying, "It seems that I can really understand this book. I am making fun of Song Jiawen. I am only a junior high school junior high school six years ago, so I have read this book. Song Jiawen just came into contact with this book a year ago. I haven't finished the essence of this book yet. So, I am a real talent. I am making fun of Song Jiawen! I heard that my English is so fluent, I know that my English is no worse than Song Jiawen. This is really strange. People outside say that I am not learning and are a playboy?"

Ye Ruo laughed and said, "I am just a playboy who is ignorant! Look at how playboy I am now. I am not very old yet! My wife has taken several rooms."

What kind of wife are there! Among these wife, she must be one of them! Song Jiawen immediately covered her face with shame: "Well! Master, you are making fun of Song Jiawen again!"

Ye Ruo immediately laughed with joy.

...

Song Jiawen has been settled down by Ye Ruo to sleep, so the responsibility for sending Ye Ruo out can only fall on Xiaoqing.

Xiaoqing sent Ye Ruo out so that he could close the yard gate.

"Master. In the afternoon, Xiaoqing has a place to contradict him. Please forgive me." After closing the yard gate and sending Ye Ruo out, Xiaoqing leaned against the yard gate and said softly to Ye Ruo.

"Master, Xiaoqing knows that you can hear it. Just pretend that you didn't hear it. Otherwise, Xiaoqing would be embarrassed to see you. Master, please don't say anything, you should leave quickly."

"I understand." Ye Ruo answered loudly, then smiled and shook his head and left. Ye Ruo knew now, and Xiaoqing said he would not let him agree and made him pretend he didn't hear it, but Xiaoqing actually cared very much in his heart and wanted him to answer clearly.

Xiaoqing immediately leaned behind the door as if relieved, and fell to the ground.

"Okay. I finally told the me that I wanted to apologize, and I heard it too. At night, I can always have a safe sleep, right?" Xiaoqing said to herself.

...

Ye Ruo came to Lian'er's yard.

Although the lights are on in Lian'er's yard, Lian'er is not in the room.

Ye Ruo instantly checked the radar detection system and immediately found Lian'er and Zhu Zhu who were busy in the kitchen.

"You two, don't rest in the middle of the night? Lian'er is hungry and is making midnight snacks?" Ye Ruo asked with a smile on his door.

"Ah! It's the young master who is here." Zhu Zhu, who was burning the stove on Lian'er, was first surprised, and then immediately explained to Lian'er with a smile: "Young Master, this is all Zhu Zhu's fault. Originally, Miss Lian'er thought that the young master would not come to see her tonight, and was ready to rest. It was Zhu Zhu who talked too much. Based on his understanding of the young master, Zhu Zhu talked too much and told Miss Lian'er that the young master would definitely come to see her. When Miss Lian'er heard Zhu Zhu say this, she was unwilling to sleep and insisted on preparing a late-night snack for the young master. Zhu Zhu couldn't stop him now. Young Master, please punish Zhu Zhu. It was Zhu Zhu who caused trouble for the young master."
Chapter completed!