Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

on purpose?

In Nan Su's watery eyes, there was a look of ignorance.

But only for a moment, Nan Su felt something against him, panting slightly and turned his head to look, only to see Dian Chen's mandible bulge a few times, and all movements stopped accordingly.

The next moment, the man threw off the quilt and sat on the edge of the bed, with his fingers ruthlessly inserted into the black hair.His difficulties are palpable in words, but he has never said a word, and he is even unwilling to propose sleeping in separate rooms...

Nan Su was startled for a moment, and then burst out laughing.

Originally, he thought that Dian Chen's recent indifference was because he had become haggard, but how could it be?It's really narrow, narrow, even if he is so thin that his chin can poke someone to death, tsk, Dianchen will be poked by him willingly.

At this moment, all the lost self-confidence returned to his body, and he was once again firmly grasping the card of the number one prodigal son of the imperial capital.

"The temple dog."

Nan Su's clothes were half hanging on the elbows, trembling with that Langlang smile, as if even the corners of the clothes were re-tained with the old style.

"Your appearance of abstinence is so attractive."

As soon as the words fell, a hand with well-defined joints stretched out, slid down Dianchen's latissimus dorsi, and slowly entered the waist. tease.

Dian Chen: "..."

He pursed his mouth tightly, and slowly turned his head to stare at Nan Su.

Nan Su is good at current affairs, he gave Dian Chen an infatuated smirk, then left with his fingers brushing his fingers, caressing his lower abdomen, looked up and smiled and said: "Hey, how come there is such a saying that a mother is more expensive than a child?" ? So that's the truth..."

Dianchen turned around again, and after calming himself down for a while, he lay down again, but this time he pressed the edge of the quilt tightly, just for fear that the troublemaker would come in again—boys should protect themselves these days .

But in just a moment, the tips of the ears were moistened, and the scent of incense was sprayed on the back of the neck, so fragrant, so warm...

On the second day, Nan Su got up refreshed.

Ping Shun came in to wait for the two of them to wash, but saw that Dian Chen's pale face remained expressionless as usual, but his eyes were a little dark and blue, and the corners of his lips were also tightly pursed.

Ping Shun understood: "Master Liu, you were also scared by the imperial concubine last night, right? Good guy, you look like a female ghost."

Dian Chen: "..."

He let out a "huh" and pulled up his jacket to cover the little purple marks on his chest that the ghost had gnawed on. He took the face scarf expressionlessly, and didn't look at the ghost again.

When Dr. Li routinely came to the study to take out the silver needles, the bullied sixth prince didn't have the nerve to take off his clothes, and said coldly: "I don't feel well, I won't be acupuncture today."

Doctor Li: "..."

Shouldn’t acupuncture and moxibustion be done only when one’s body is unwell?

Dr. Li was a little perplexed. When he went to the window to pack the medicine box, he saw a smiling face poking in. He didn't notice his existence at all. He just lay on the window and stared lazily at Dianchen, and said, "Brother, what are you doing?" What about Ping Shun?"

Dianchen was silent for a moment: "Go water the flowers."

"That's just right." The corners of Nan Su's mouth curled up, and he simply turned in through the window: "I'm here to have a secret affair with you."

"Huh!"

The moment Nan Su saw Dr. Li, Nan Su was startled, but he regained his composure in a blink of an eye, narrowing his eyes and saying, "Are you still in the golden house?"

Dian Chen: "..."

Li Jiao: "..."

The dandy lover's interest was swept away, "tsk", the voice was low and soft, and turned out the window again in a blink of an eye, without the slightest awareness of being a pregnant woman.

Li Jiao looked at Dianchen: "Well, sixth prince, I seem to have reminded you not to do that again, it's not good for the baby..."

Dianchen slowly turned his face away, raised his chin, and there was a faint taste of grievance at the corner of his silent mouth.

However, there is a word in this world called being cheap, which is tailor-made for men.

In the traditional sense, a man is always willing to start a family with a dignified person like his wife and mother, just like Dian Chen once expected for Nan Su, but in fact, most men seem to feel that this is actually a disadvantage in their subconscious mind. big.

Such a disadvantage belongs to various meanings.

Man's true nature, courtship is their innate masculinity, but to kill such aptitude in the correct ethics is tantamount to going against God.Otherwise, why are there not many Buddhas in this world, but there are endless flowers and wine, and endless girls?

So, when Nan Su was sitting in front of Dian Chen to eat, Dian Chen suddenly remembered his coquettish appearance at the New Year banquet, and last night, one stretched out from behind and stroked his Adam's apple. Belly hands...

"Tofu tastes better today than before." Nan Su said casually.

A simple sentence, to Dian Chen's ears at this moment, seems to have become a kind of secret, he got up and left, saying: "The lady eat slowly, I will go first."

Nan Su was a little surprised: "Where are you going?"

Dianchen: "Chanting scriptures."

Nan Su: "..."

The meditation room was quiet and quiet, with the breeze blowing in, the yellow curtain behind the Buddha statue shook for a while.

Sitting cross-legged behind the small table, Dianchen's long black hair was loosely scattered behind his head, tied loosely with a blue ribbon, and his whole body exuded an air of independence from the world, as if in such an environment, He was once again protected by Buddha's light.

He closed his eyes and rolled up the prayer beads after a long absence.

But after the day passes, the night will come again, and the feelings of ghosts and people are not over. This is probably the best description for the suppressed panting...

Dianchen was getting weaker and weaker day by day, and in the hotter weather, everyone saw that his collar was getting tighter and tighter.

Today is a fine day, the light of noon shines in, and sprinkles bright spots of light on the floor of the study, calculating the day, Dianchen sits in the chair, holds his sleeves and ink, and prepares to start writing the reconciliation document between the two.

Dianchen's literary talent is really a height that Nansu can't even hope to reach.

He hugged Dianchen's arm, and after reading the whole article, he only felt that every word was a deep regret for this marriage, with sincere feelings and sophisticated rhetoric. I believe that everyone he saw would believe that they were just out of character. Rather than too much association.

"Diangou, you don't really want to make peace with me, do you?"

Nan Su's eyes were red from reading, and she poured tears into Dianchen's arms like a beauty, no one could stand the desolate eyes.

Dianchen originally wanted to explain to Nan Su with three sentences and two sentences, and then pushed Nan Su away, but he found that he had just opened his collar with one hand, and looked at him without saying a word. , like a subtle default.

This kind of acquiescence carries a subtle sense of taboo.

After a pause, he said calmly: "At that time, you have to go to sacrifice first, and then return to the imperial city after the ceremony. I will wait for you at the Bauhinia Square, and then we will go to the lord to announce it together."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Nan Su kissed the side of his neck.

Dian Chen turned his face away: "These days, it's better not to appear in front of outsiders together again, so as not to make people suspicious."

Nan Su paused for a moment, then smiled infatuatedly in the blink of an eye: "No."

"obedient."

"Then you won't sleep with me?"

Dianchen wanted to say yes, but changed his words when the words came to his lips: "That's not necessary, I changed all the people in the mansion before."

Nan Su: "Look at your father, he treats me like a prisoner."

As time passed, Dianchen felt a hand poking into his clothes, took a deep breath, and said: "He also has a lot of helplessness, after returning to Qingyuan, maybe you won't blame him." Warn yourself, this is the last sentence, and after finishing this sentence, you are not allowed to start another line.

Nan Su raised his head slightly, stretched his jaw and neck into thin lines, and sighed: "Okay."

"If there is a conflict at that time, you leave it to me, don't mess around."

Dian Chen saw that he made a new line to keep Nan Su inexplicably, he hoped that Nan Su would take this sentence as a soliloquy that he couldn't help but worry about, and he would leave from his lap after agreeing, but Nan Su still caught it. After saying this, another round of dialogue was pulled out.

"I know, but I'm still worried about you. If you are so unfavored, you will be treated harshly in the future, right?"

"How does the lady know that I am not favored anymore?" Dian Chen thought, this is the last, last sentence, no matter what Nan Su answered, he would not answer.

"Isn't that what everyone says?"

Nan Su's hand rolled over the edge of his chest muscles, he stopped suddenly, and suddenly realized: "How did I think of it? If you are really not favored, I am afraid that the next day I follow you down the mountain, the emperor will throw me back. "

Dian Chen nodded and looked down at him.

Nan Su seemed to be a little bit shocked, leaving behind the disheveled man and walked out, as if he needed time to digest.

He couldn't continue talking, but Dianchen's eyes were still talking, which he didn't realize.Even though she is pregnant, from the rear, Nan Shizi's waist still represents the blurred night of Jinling. Dianchen thinks his waist is pretty, his butt is pretty, and his whole body is pretty.

After walking a few steps, Nan Su stopped again, turned around and said, "You won't join forces with your father to deceive me, will you?"

Dian Chen: "What do you think?"

Nan Su smiled and looked at him for a while, then left.

Dianchen was suddenly a little angry, pulled the collar of his shirt, pursed his lips, and said in his heart: Fairy!

That evening, Dianchen sat in a chair, frowned and thought for a long time. He felt that Nan Su was too arrogant, and he inevitably remembered that when he was in Hongfu Temple, this person blocked himself Scene from the master bedroom.

The same aggrieved, the same helpless.

As if everything had come back to the original point, he looked at Nan Su's smiling face, and he couldn't feel conquered at all.

Even though Heli is right in front of him, Nan Su is still his wife at this moment, isn't he?To do things cleanly, you should complete your thoughts directly, it's time to be open and honest... all... thoroughly...

When the sun was setting, Dianchen suddenly stood up and walked around the room twice.

They will be separated for a long time in the future, so he feels that today is the right time.

The sixth prince has always been a person with great plans. Once he decides on something, he will make an overall action plan without haste, and then implement it step by step. No matter what happens, he will not be able to change his mind. .

So in the following time, he took a shower, changed his clothes, and took a picture in front of the mirror. He only felt that the man in the mirror had sword eyebrows and starry eyes, was handsome, handsome and tall, and he felt very satisfied with himself...

Then he felt a little nervous, so he sat down and picked up his teacup to drink tea.

The tea was already cold, and the white porcelain blue and white cup was pinched between his slender fingers. He leaned on the back of the chair, carefully thinking about what he was going to say and what he was going to do later, sentence by sentence, very carefully.Then imagine many situations to figure out how the other party will answer, how he should respond, how to change the topic bit by bit, create an ambiguous atmosphere, and take the initiative in your own hands...

All right, no problem.

He put down the cup and stood up, but just as his finger touched the door, someone pulled it away.

Nan Su stood at the door, looked him up and down with two pitch-black eyes, frowned slightly strangely, and asked, "Diangou, why are you dressed like this?"

What kind of situation is this, Dianchen was slightly taken aback, it seemed that it was beyond the plan.

However, the sixth prince's ability to change is still good, he immediately said calmly: "The evening breeze is pleasant, I want to go out for a walk."

"Those who don't know, thought you went out to meet Xiao Saner."

Nan Su straightened his collar along the way, carelessly rubbing his fingers against his Adam's apple.

He felt as if he was hooked by the tip of the cat's claw, and the sharpest part stroked lightly and slowly, not painful but attractive.

Nan Su glanced at him, rubbed against him jokingly, and said, "Then you go, I'm tired in the waist, so I won't accompany you."

Dianchen wanted to hit someone.

"Oh, then I'm leaving." But he said this very calmly.

The setting sun shone on his slender figure, and he was dressed in a moon-white gown with warm cloud patterns, which looked handsome and elegant under the sunset.

He walked very slowly step by step, walked out of the Shizi's mansion as if he was sleepwalking, and then stood on the street with people coming and going, his eyes gradually changed from confusion to silence.

A female family member from the past noticed him, and smiled and pushed the female companion's arm, indicating that there is a handsome man there, who is just right to be your husband.

The female companion was annoyed, and walked forward angrily, but her reserved and nobility could not match his gentleness after all. After walking far away, she couldn't help but look back, only to find that the man's face had turned livid, with a fierce look on his face. appearance.

She was startled, and said in a low voice, "It's so fierce, could it be domestic violence?"

The female relative next to her narrowed her eyes: "Let him hit, I feel like I can take a few punches."

"..."

Yes, they guessed right, someone was indeed prone to domestic violence. After standing for a while, he suddenly turned his head and rushed into the Prince's Mansion with a 500-meter machete——

Come on, don't you want to play with fire?