The huge mansion was bustling with activity, but the third floor was extremely quiet.
There were flowers, a red carpet on the floor, and two maids guarding the door stood in front of the wedding room. Shen Yanshu waved to let people go, raised his hand to open the slightly closed door and walked in.
The sight is bright red,
The word "囍" is posted on the desk, doors, windows, and walls.
The big red gauze curtain on the left blocked the scenery inside the tent. A pair of red embroidered shoes were placed in front of the bed, and a little foot poked out of the tent.
The white ankles swayed and tightened.
Shen Yanshu: "..."
Shen Yanshu calmed his breathing and walked towards the big bed step by step.
Every step seemed to step on his own heartbeat, and his breathing slowed down.
Come closer and lift the curtain.
Inside the gauze tent, the girl was lying on the brocade quilt playing in the water, lowering her head and playing with her hair. Her silky pajamas were tied loosely, revealing her slender calves and half of her arms.
Shen Yanshu's throat rolled and he called softly: "Pearl."
"Inkstone?"
Xihe turned his head subconsciously, got up in surprise, and then remembered that the two were married.
His face turned red for a moment, and he murmured and lowered his head.
"Can you eat something?"
Shen Yanshu sat down on the edge of the bed and raised his hand to tuck her loose hair behind her ears: "Do you need me to ask the maid to bring something up?"
"No, I've already eaten."
When he asked, Xihe quickly raised his head and asked, "Have you taken your medicine today? Are you tired?"
Shen Yanshu shook his head, calmly moved his eyes away from her half-opened collar, coughed lightly and said, "I've taken the medicine, I'm not tired."
After a pause, he looked at her: "I'm going to wash up... Do you want to come with Mingzhu?"
boom,
Xihe's face instantly burned, and he felt like smoke was coming out of his head.
How could this person say this so seriously?
"In the past, Mingzhu always said that she was very good at massage. How about you give me massage today?"
Shen Yanshu raised his hand to take the shy Xihe into his arms. Under her trembling eyes, he pulled the laces and led her to unbuckle her clothes: "I helped Mingzhu, and Mingzhu also helped. Me."
Xihe stuttered, his hands and feet weak: "Inkstone, inkstone..."
She wailed in her heart, has this person forgotten his body? What are you playing with fire?
Shen Yanshu didn't know what she was thinking. When he saw her face flushed and her eyes seemed to be dripping with water, his heart suddenly warmed up. He hugged someone and went straight to the bathroom.
Xihe:......
The bathtub in the bathroom was very big. She splashed in the water, but in the end she didn't massage Shen Yanshu.
Shen Yanshu, who looked weak and looked like he was about to die, served her comfortably. He straightened his toes and wished he could scratch his back a few more times.
Is it true that the disease is so weak?
Shen Yanshu pinched her waist and smiled very tenderly: "Everyone says that if you die under the peonies, you will be charming even if you are a ghost. With Mingzhu's beauty, Yanshu's death is worth it."
Xihe...
But in the end, the two of them didn't want to be greedy and hurriedly took a shower and returned to the tent.
"good evening."
Shen Yanshu took Xihe into his arms, kissed her on the lips, and fell asleep holding the dazed person in his arms.
Xihe woke up the next day,
What came into view was a handsome face with curved eyes and a gentle smile: "Good morning."
"good morning."
Xi Hemeng circled around for a while and kissed him on the face.
After that, the two got up, went downstairs, and met everyone from the Shen family and the Li family in the living room.
Father Li was beaming now, chatting with Father Shen's "in-laws" in a lively manner. He was thinking in his mind that since they became in-laws, the Shen family should not cut off his business anymore, right?
