The arrogant little husband is desperately flirting with the hunter

Qiao Qingyun had been ill for many days. Yan Zhennan knew it was his fault, so he asked for leave from Carpenter Tan and took care of him for three days without taking off his clothes. Only then did he have to go back to work.

But he still came every night. Although Qiao Qingyun refused many times, he felt that it was his responsibility and he couldn't ignore it.

After being chased away many times, he started to cry, "We are already in this situation. You are my wife, and I have to take care of you."

Qiao Qingyun had never seen a man who could cry so hard. He had no idea what to do with him and could only remain silent.

Later, when he recovered, Yan Zhennan became even more unscrupulous in asking for kisses and hugs, and always said embarrassing things.

What he said was that his wife was so beautiful, like a fairy, his wife was absolutely one-of-a-kind in the world, his wife was fragrant, soft and tender.

Qiao Qingyun felt that the daughter-in-law he was talking about could not possibly be himself.

But once he scolded her, Yan Zhennan started crying again: "Aqiao, I like you so much, why are you so cruel to me? You don't care about me at all, but I treat you as my only wife."

"Shut up or get out." Qiao Qingyun actually liked this man who circled around him like a big dog, but he always knew in his heart that this was wrong, so he never showed any liking for him.

"No, I will rely on you for the rest of my life. I will be yours in life and your ghost in death."

Yan Zhennan felt that he had not shown the courage of a man in front of his wife from the beginning, so he might as well let himself go completely. After all, being shameless was quite useful on his wife.

If that doesn't work, just have a good cry and that person will soften immediately.

So the two of them stayed together like this for more than a month, until Yan Zhennan drove the ox cart into a ditch and was driven out by his master. He then ran to Qiao Qingyun to seek comfort.

As he comforted her, Yan Zhennan became eager to try again. In fact, it was not the first time he wanted to do something. After all, he was at the age of full vigor and vitality. However, Qiao Qingyun was always indifferent.

Naturally, nothing came of it.

But that night, Qiao Qingyun, who was knocked down, not only did not scold him, but also closed his eyes. In Yan Zhennan's eyes, this was a kind of tacit consent.

Yan Zhennan was so moved that tears started to flow again: "Ayun, marry me."

"Get out." Qiao Qingyun opened his eyes slightly and watched him utter this word.

How could Yan Zhennan just roll away? He lowered his head and covered his mouth, but Qiao Qingyun never closed his eyes again.

He looked at the boy very seriously, saw how he lost control of himself because of him, saw his reflection in his bright eyes, and listened to his calls.

"Ayun, Ayun, marry me."

In the end, Qiao Qingyun couldn't control the expectation in his heart. He wanted to leave his own mark on this person. Even if he would eventually lose him, he hoped that this person could remember him. A little bit would be enough.

So he bit his neck hard, as if to vent, or as if to express his unwillingness to this worldly world.

Amid Yan Zhennan's cries of pain, he said calmly: "I will never get married in my life."

I will carry with me all the memories you gave me and walk the rest of my life alone, hoping that the future will be safe and smooth without any thorns because of him.

At this moment, he felt regretful in his heart, regretting dragging such a pure boy into the quagmire, but he was also glad that this bright light had appeared on his lonely road.

"Then I will stay single with you." Yan Zhennan's words without hesitation made the always calm person unable to hold back a tear.

Yan Zhennan was so shocked that he stopped the movement immediately: "Ayun, did I hurt you?"

"No, you're fine." Qiao Qingyun touched the boy's cheek, "Do what you should do, don't stop."

It was the first time that Yan Zhennan was praised. A blush appeared on his face and he smiled innocently: "Ayun, I like you so much. You like me too, right?"

Qiao Qingyun did not answer, but turned his head away, not daring to look into the boy's eyes full of expectation.

This night was truly absurd, and Yan Zhennan said countless times, "Ayun, I like you," but he never got a response.

In the end, he was a little discouraged and could only turn his love into action.

"I was the one who pestered Ayun." Yan Zhennan took Qiao Qingyun's hand and said, "Ayun, if you don't want to marry me, then I will marry you. I will be your wife in the future."

After saying that, he secretly glanced at Yan Zhenshen, who still had a bad look on his face. As if afraid of being overheard by someone, he leaned close to Qiao Qingyun's ear and said, "But you still have to be my wife on the kang."

Qiao Qingyun's lips curled slightly: "I don't care about these, but this is against ethics, it's not as simple as you think."

"With my brother-in-law, he will definitely find a way." Yan Zhennan's expectant eyes immediately locked onto Chu Xiao.

Chu Xiao: “…” What else can he do? Find some macho kids to change their personalities as well?

"Don't think too much about it. Think about how to explain it to your parents first." Chu Xiao sighed and looked at Qiao Qingyun and said, "Master Qiao, I wonder...how to explain it to your family?"

Qiao Qingyun lowered his eyes slightly: "I have no close relatives in my family."

Yan Zhennan's eyes widened instantly: "No, I heard from them that your family used to be high-ranking officials."

Qiao Qingyun didn't know where Yan Zhennan got this information from, but he didn't deny it either: "My grandfather was once the prime minister, but he passed away more than ten years ago. My father was a warrior and died in the battlefield while guarding the southern border. My mother followed the army and never returned. My eldest sister married into the Marquis's mansion, but died due to complications during childbirth."

When talking about the cause of death of his family members, Qiao Qingyun did not show much sadness, and even seemed a little relieved.

"My uncle was corrupt and embezzled money from the dikes, which led to the flooding of seven counties in the south, causing tens of thousands of casualties. He was sentenced to immediate execution and the extermination of three clans, and my whole family was among them. The emperor spared my punishment in consideration of my father's meritorious service in the battlefield, but he was forbidden to enter the capital from then on. I was twelve years old that year."

It’s not that Qiao Qingyun hasn’t been sad about his father’s death, but dying on the battlefield is an achievement and an honor, and it’s a worthy death, which is better than being implicated by his uncle.

Thinking of this, he felt more relieved. However, he was the only one left in the world and was destined to achieve nothing after leaving his hometown. As time went by, people became more and more indifferent and no longer had expectations for anything. Life began to become boring and every day was spent in a routine manner.

It was not until he met Yan Zhennan, the clingy and crybaby boy, that he felt that he was still a living person who could be cared for and cared about.