The cannon fodder original wife's bad story

Song Guanzhou was in deep sleep, unaware of the worries of the world.

Pei An walked into the inner room with light footsteps, and saw a picture of a beautiful woman sleeping on the canopy bed with the curtains not drawn. He changed out of his official uniform, and Alu brought in his casual clothes and asked Rendong to bring them in.

After helping Pei An change into comfortable and loose casual clothes and shoes, Rendong quietly left.

Pei An originally wanted to wake up Song Guanzhou who was sleeping soundly under the quilt, but after thinking about it, he thought that Song Guanzhou might not have slept well last night because he was thinking about him, so he simply leaned over and looked at him for a long time. When he was about to kiss him, he stopped the urge to lift the quilt and get in.

In order to calm his mind, he came to the kang bed on the side of the screen, which was Song Guanzhou's favorite place to stay.

He sat down and flipped through the books on the table. Two storybooks were clearly displayed in front of him, as well as a book on Dalong Law.

The edges of the storybook are all ragged, and it is nothing more than a story about an unexpected meeting between a scholar and a young lady, and the performance of a love story that transcends class boundaries.

Pei An raised his eyebrows. He must not read too many books like this.

No wonder she was quarreling and making a scene before, acting like a disgrace to a young lady.

Ren Dong brought in some hot tea and fruit, and checked on Song Guanzhou, who was still unconscious. She couldn't help but ask in a low voice, "Fourth Master, why don't we wake up the young mistress? It's already dinner time, and if she sleeps any longer, she might get energetic again in the evening."

Pei An hummed and took the law. "Is this what Guan Zhou usually reads?"

Honeysuckle's eyes twitched and she replied in a low voice, "Yes."

"But many of the words are obscure, and the young lady can't understand them very well."

This was the truth. Song Guanzhou grabbed Rendong and asked him all kinds of questions. Originally following Xiao, she only knew a few words and could do some simple calculations. How could she answer Song Guanzhou's questions?

Besides, Song Guanzhou had a large reserve of modern knowledge in all aspects, but he just couldn't understand classical Chinese very well. When she asked him soul-searching questions, Rendong had a confused face and had no idea how to answer.

Pei An smiled lightly, "Okay."

What was the purpose of being able to read the law? He was very curious.

Before Rendong could call her, Song Guanzhou began to moan in a sound of restful sleep. She got up, hugged the quilt and called Rendong, "Dong'er, is it dark?" With the flickering candlelight, she didn't expect that she was sleeping so soundly.

Honeysuckle didn't reply, but a tall figure walked in from the other side of the screen, "How can you sleep at night if you sleep like this during the day?"

Song Guanzhou was halfway through stretching when he froze in mid-air. She was filled with astonishment, "Why are you here?"

Haha!

What a heartless woman! Pei An came to the bed and sat down. "This is also my room, why aren't you here?"

Song Guanzhou swallowed his saliva and looked around, "...was it...worth it?"

Pei An rubbed her long hair and said lovingly, "Get up and have dinner."

Song Guanzhou got goosebumps all over his body and wanted to shake off Pei An's hand, but he held back. Thinking of the two of them kissing each other last night, he gave up the idea of ​​pushing Pei An away.

She just glanced at her clean underwear and looked up to beg Pei An, "You go out first, I'll get up after I put on my clothes."

Pei An's eyes darkened, and he placed his slender fingers on the edge of the quilt, "I've seen every part of your body, why don't I help you get dressed." - How can that be possible? !

Song Guanzhou rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth, "——Get out."

Even though they are husband and wife, there is a new soul in my body, and it is not familiar!

Pei An laughed softly, "Don't run away last night. You were so bold, but now you are hiding." Song Guanzhou snorted and took off the spring quilt that was wrapped around her. It was said to be cool, but it was just a goose yellow embroidered mandarin duck belly hug. In modern times, it would be more conservative than a bra. She got up directly.

Instead, Pei An hugged her in his arms and touched the criss-crossing dark scars on her snow-white skin. There were more than he had imagined, crisscrossing across her chest and back.

"Does it still hurt?"

Song Guanzhou shuddered when he was touched by his slightly cool fingers. "It only hurts in the deep spots, but the rest is fine." However, this scar is difficult to remove.

Honeysuckle applied medicine to her every day, but it seemed to have little effect. Perhaps it was because her skin was so delicate and white that the scar was more noticeable.

In the past two months, Song Guanzhou has completely abandoned the original owner's eating habits. With the idea of ​​eating well to keep her body healthy for running, she has become much whiter and plumper than before, and her complexion has also improved.

Pei An lowered his head, his eyes were white and tender, and his desire could no longer be suppressed.

Song Guanzhou growled and moved his feet wildly, bumping into Pei An's block. After all, he was weak, and Pei An let go of him in pain. "I told you to leave, but you refused. Now you can't resist the temptation and come to torment me again." Hearing such a rogue, Pei An was speechless, "What nonsense, read less erotic novels, you are not good enough."

ha?

Song Guanzhou escaped from his arms, rolled to the end of the bed, crossed his arms, and looked calm and composed.

"You flipped through the notebook on my desk?"

Pei An held his forehead with his hand and said, "Put it away quickly, or I'll burn it."

Song Guanzhou burst into laughter, "That's it? You dare to call it a pornographic book?" It was just love from beginning to end, not the babbling on the bed, and it was incomparable to the modern little color books. Pei An couldn't listen to it, so he grabbed her and pressed her under him, kissing her randomly. Song Guanzhou cried out, "My hands and feet are still hurting."

Such a commotion alarmed the maid outside.

The chopsticks and bowls were broken by the frantic movement of his hands and feet, and the crackling sound woke the man up. Song Guanzhou raised his foot and pressed it against his chest, "Pei Silang, you promised to let me recuperate for a while. Besides, if you want to provoke me again, you must not mess around with other women."

Pei An took the opportunity to grab her white feet. If it weren't for the newly grown nails that spoiled the view, they would have been small, white and very attractive.

"I'm not as unrestrained as you think. Pei Si is now over 23 years old, and he has only kissed you, a woman, and you are still not satisfied!"

The man's voice was low and full of evil temptation. Song Guanzhou was stunned. "You have never had any contact with Panxi and Panlan?"

Pei An hugged Song Guanzhou and bit her neck, "Are you wronging me like this?!"

"What about Zhu Baoyue?"

Pei An was helpless. Unfortunately, he was in a gentle place, so he could only be patient and said, "Never."

Song Guanzhou looked him up and down. Seeing that he had a perfect face and figure, he thought, "What about Alu?"

"what?"

The man who was concentrating on biting her was pressing on step by step. He dealt with this question casually, but after listening carefully, he stopped and asked, "Who are you talking about?"

Song Guanzhou thought that the servants in front of the young masters in ancient times had other uses, so he said seriously, "Hey, A'lu, he looks so gentle and fair, haven't you ever touched him?"