The Male Wife

Satisfied with wine and food, the group moved to the outer hall of the main hall, and the dancers who had prepared early came in from outside wearing beautiful gauze dresses. I don't know if it was because of the cold or shyness, the cheeks of these dancers were all hanging. With a touch of pink, one more beautiful guzheng sounded than the other, and dozens of dancers in light green gauze dresses danced lightly.

The dancers with graceful postures and enchanting dancing postures all cast winking eyes at the few Jiang family men present, hoping that they could be loved on this day, even if they were to be concubines, they were willing in their hearts.

One by one, being a concubine who only needs to stay quietly and enjoy happiness is more comfortable than being a dancer who needs to go to bed early and wake up late every day.

Pei Cheng withdrew his gaze with little interest, hugged the little guy in his arms, and said, "What do you want to eat?"

Jiang Yanzhi shook his head, put his arms around Pei Cheng's neck, buried his face in his neck, turned his head slightly, and looked at Qi'er who was sitting diagonally across from him, his eyes were full of coldness.

At the beginning, Qi'er was frightened by Jiang Yanzhi's eyes, but then he didn't know what to think, but he got the courage, turned his back to the adults, stretched out his hand in the direction of Jiang Yanzhi, and gently touched his neck with his hand. He rowed over, looking at Jiang Yanzhi with provocative eyes.

Jiang Yanzhi withdrew his gaze, turned his head, and gently rubbed Pei Cheng's neck. His fluffy hair made Pei Cheng itchy. Pei Cheng stretched out his hand unbearably, fixed the little guy's head with his hand, and said, "Move around again. Go and hug your father."

Jiang Yanzhi froze, probably because he had been with Jiang Linzhi for a long time recently, so unknowingly, Jiang Linzhi also established a father's majesty in his heart, which made him feel better in the process of learning. Not only did Zhong not dare to resist, sometimes he even dared not look directly at Jiang Linzhi.

Seeing that he was not moving, Pei Cheng felt a lot more relaxed, but he felt uncomfortable. He always felt that Jiang Linzhi's relationship with Jiang Yanzhi would surpass his relationship with Jiang Yanzhi during this period of time. Pei Cheng stretched out his hand and touched it. Jiang Yanzhi's back was stroked intermittently.

Jiang Yanzhi was so touched by Pei Cheng that he almost fell asleep, his face was full of happiness.

The old lady looked at the dancers in front of her, and her happy mood at the beginning had completely deteriorated. She looked at Hu Xiayun, and the scolding just came to her lips, but she realized that today is the [-]th year and she can't swear easily. Moreover, this was too disrespectful to Hu Xiayun, so he swallowed the cursed words alive, and was angry with himself.

At the beginning, Hu Xiayun didn't think there was anything wrong with arranging such entertainment on the night of New Year's Eve, but when the dozen or so goblins on the stage kept winking at Uncle Jiang, Hu Xiayun's breathing gradually became Unsteady, she began to scold herself constantly in her heart, why did she make trouble for herself on such a good day.

Uncle Jiang's expression is still like a gentleman, nothing has changed, but Hu Xiayun, who is familiar with him, knows very clearly that Uncle Jiang may be thinking about making trouble with some little goblin...

Hu Xiayun bit her lower lip, the remorse in her eyes almost drowned her reason.

The old lady was a little tired, she waved to the ignorant Qi'er, and said, "Qi'er, it's getting late, go back and rest with grandma."

Qi'er reflexively looked at Hu Xiayun, and Hu Xiayun nodded towards Qi'er without a trace, signaling him to follow the old lady, and Qi'er reluctantly followed the old lady's footsteps and left.

The old lady didn't seem to notice Qi'er's little action just now, she took Qi'er's hand affectionately and left, and before leaving, she said: "Go back to your own yard to rest after playing, don't get tired.

The last sentence, when the old lady said it, she always looked in the direction of Uncle Jiang, her meaning was obvious.

How could Uncle Jiang, who lived like a man, didn't know what the old lady was thinking, but he pretended to be stupid and said in a daze: "Well, it's really getting late, mother should go back and rest early."

The old lady let out a sneer from her nose, as if she was very dissatisfied with Uncle Jiang's perfunctory attitude, but she was a mother after all, so she was not willing to comment on the behavior of the eldest son who was busy in the shop all day, so she also pretended to be silly and pulled Qi leave.

Not long after the old lady and Qi'er left, Hu Xiayun also left with an ugly face. She said that she wanted to go back to her room to rest, but when she left the main hall, she walked straight towards the courtyard in the backyard dedicated to singing and dancing girls. , walking in a hurry, with angry thoughts on his face.

Uncle Jiang drank a lot of wine, and his mind was a little dizzy. He remembered that there was something unfinished in the study, so he put down the wine glass, got up and said a few words before leaving.

The servant hurried forward and stood behind Uncle Jiang, for fear that he would fall down when he was drunk.

After Uncle Jiang also left, apart from the dancers dancing on the dance floor, only the East Yard family and Third Master Jiang were left in the main hall.

Jiang Sanye doesn't like to drink, but he drank a lot tonight, his cheeks were flushed unnaturally, and his eyes were full of complicated and irritated things that couldn't be shaken off, "It's getting late, the second brother is still here Go back and rest?"

Jiang Linzhi drank tea calmly. He couldn't drink alcohol, so he drank tea all night. Hearing this, he raised his eyes, and took a lukewarm look at Jiang Sanye, with an indifferent attitude, "Tonight It's New Year's Eve, a rare good day in a year, what are you doing so early when you go back."

Jiang Sanye stood up, put down the wine glass heavily, looked at Jiang Linzhi with his lips pursed, and said, "In that case, my younger brother will go back first and leave."

Jiang Linzhi nodded.

Pei Cheng noticed that Jiang Yanzhi in his arms was breathing unsteadily, frowned, touched his head with his hands, leaned closer, and asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Jiang Yan didn't know whether to say anything, and rubbed his head against Pei Cheng again, feeling full of dependence.

Seeing that Pei Cheng didn't respond, Third Master Jiang looked away in disappointment.

After Pei Cheng raised his head again, Jiang Sanye had already left, and Jiang Linzhi had also stood up, looking down at him, "Go back."

Pei Cheng vaguely felt that something was wrong, he took advantage of the situation and put the little guy on the ground, patted his buttocks, Dong Lai, who was standing aside, hurried over, picked up Jiang Yanzhi, and hugged him in his arms.

Pei Cheng walked with Jiang Linzhi, and Dong Lai hugged Jiang Yanzhi and followed them. When the four of them walked to the door, the servant who had been prepared early came up, opened the oil-paper umbrella, and blocked it. Several people's heads.

Pei Cheng stepped on the snow, the ground had just been swept, so there was only a thin layer of snow on the ground, and he didn't feel anything when he stepped on it.

After walking for a while, Pei Cheng raised his head to look at Jiang Linzhi who was standing beside him, pursed his lips, and broke the silence, saying, "Will the East Court keep the New Year's Eve tonight?"

Jiang Linzhi's footsteps paused, and then he continued walking as if nothing had happened, his lowered eyes concealed the complicated flow in his eyes, and said: "I have never kept the New Year's Eve in these years, and this year should be no exception."

Pei Cheng didn't react, but followed Jiang Linzhi's words and said, "Will the second master be an exception this year?"

Jiang Linzhi seemed a little surprised that Pei Cheng would say such a thing, maybe it was really boring, maybe it was out of other small thoughts, Jiang Linzhi thought about this issue seriously for the first time, half joking and half regretting: "The New Year's Eve , the doctor probably wouldn’t want to make a doctor’s visit.”

Pei Cheng understood what Jiang Linzhi meant in an instant, and he regretted that he had to say this during the Chinese New Year.

Because Pei Cheng was still immersed in the vortex of regret and couldn't extricate himself, and Jiang Linzhi thought he didn't like the joke he just made casually, so his face was sullen and he didn't speak.

It was a bit far from the main hall to the east courtyard, and it was night, and it was snowing again, so when the group returned to the courtyard, it was almost a stick of incense time.

The snowflakes that fell on Pei Cheng's shoulders had already melted into water, and the icy cold water soaked into his clothes. He was so cold that he shivered. He hurriedly took off his cloak and hung it aside.

Donglai has already carried Jiang Yanzhi to the next room.

The domestic servant hurriedly brought over the clean cloak and put it on Pei Cheng's shoulders. The two maids brought in the copper basin filled with hot water, put it on the shelf, soaked two cloth towels, and handed them to Pei Cheng and Jiang Cheng respectively. Rin's.

Pei Cheng wiped his face with a hot towel on his own, and after dispelling the cold, he suddenly remembered another thing and said, "There should be extra bed quilts tonight, right?"

Jiang Linzhi paused, then glanced at Pei Cheng as if nothing had happened, turned around and walked into the inner room without saying anything.

Pei Cheng belatedly realized that he shouldn't have said those words just now, he hesitated on the spot, sighed, then signaled the servants and maids to go out, and then made up his mind to go into the back room.

Jiang Linzhi was unbuttoning his coat with his back to Pei Cheng. He heard the sound of walking behind him, and his frowning brows slightly relaxed, "Is there any extra quilt?"

Pei Cheng stopped walking, and took the initiative to step forward, took Jiang Linzhi's half-off coat, put it aside and hung it, lowered his eyes, and said, "Second Master, why should you say such sarcasm."

Jiang Linzhi sneered, but said nothing.

Pei Cheng heaved a sigh of relief.

Jiang Linzhi took off only his underwear, ignored Pei Cheng who was standing behind him, walked to the bed, lifted the quilt, and lay down.

Pei Cheng lowered his head and untied his coat on his own. Seeing that his shoulders were a little wet, he remembered that his clothes were soaked in snow water just now. He shook his head, turned his head, and said, "Does the second master still have an inner coat? Can you borrow it?" I have one."

"It's in the cabinet, take it yourself." Jiang Linzhi had seen it a long time ago, his eyes darkened, but he dropped this sentence in a cold tone.

Pei Cheng didn't care, walked to the cabinet, rummaged through it, and found a clean underwear, just about to return it like this, but suddenly realized that he was not the only one in the room.

but……

Pei Cheng pursed his lips, and took off his wet undershirt naturally. He didn't care on his face, but quickly changed into Jiang Linzhi's undershirt.

But after changing into Jiang Linzhi's underwear, Pei Cheng realized that the clothes were not suitable. He tied the belt on his chest even tighter, bent down and blew out the candle in front of him, and used the inside of the house to blow out the candle. A candle from another lamp crept onto the bed.

Jiang Linzhi was sleeping outside, and Pei Cheng could only climb in obediently, but in the middle of the climb, he couldn't help but bump into Jiang Linzhi's hand outside the quilt, his hand shook, and reflexively moved his hand Take it back.