Flirting

The send-off lady at the side hurriedly opened a flower umbrella and covered their heads.

Zhao Shiliu was afraid that he would fall off his back, so he hugged him tightly, strangling him almost out of breath, and half of his leg was tightly clamped around his waist, making him uncomfortable.

But He Yanxi was happy in his heart, he leaned his body as far as possible, and walked slowly towards the sedan chair, but it was only a few steps, but he was sweating profusely.

When they arrived in front of the sedan chair, the girl who saw him off helped Zhao Shiliu off his back and put him into the sedan chair.The bridesmaid put away the umbrella and walked away, but suddenly remembered something, opened the car curtain, took out the unlocked padlock from her bosom and stuffed it in Zhao Shiliu's hand, and whispered a few words.

So the 镏zisuona blew loudly, and several strings of firecrackers were set off in succession. Amidst the lively music and the muddy gunpowder smoke, the sedan chair lifter lifted the sedan chair and left the courtyard gate.

The sedan chair went all the way to the new house and stopped in the yard.

This is a courtyard with two entrances, a two-story attic, and wing rooms on both sides. It is more spacious than Zhao Shiliu's original residence, and of course it is not arrogant.After all, Xizhou is a remote place in a poor country, and it is also a hastily built house. It is not comparable to the deep mansions of high-ranking officials and rich families in the south of the Yangtze River. It is not grand enough and not refined enough.

It's just that the beams and wood of the house and the stone materials for the pavement are all selected with high precision, and the doors, windows and railings are carved with figures of flowers and birds, which are unique in shape.

At this time, the bride cannot get out of the sedan chair, and the sender must wait outside, waiting for the master carpenter to put the marriage bed in the new bed and open the shop.

The wedding bed is a carved bed with two drops of water belts. The bed frame has two layers, a footboard, carved carvings on both sides, a bedside cabinet, and can also be used as a low stool.The whole body is painted bright red, and when it is carried out, it is bright and bright, and the crowd is amazed.

The marriage bed was set up, thanked the master carpenter, took out a five or six-year-old boy, asked He Yanxi to go to bed and roll him around several times before he was ready.

At this time, the lights were lit in the main room, and it was still the welcoming lady who opened the umbrella, helped Zhao Shiliu off the sedan chair, took him to the hall, and stood side by side with He Yanxi.Under the light, they are just a couple of lovers.

He Chonghai was sitting at the top, with his second wife on the left, besides those who were seeing off and welcoming relatives, those standing in the hall were the guards, relatives of the clan, watching the excitement.

Then blowing up the joy again, bowing to ancestors, heaven and earth, parents, relatives of the clan, and finally thanking everyone, the ceremony is considered complete.

Send the couple into the bridal chamber, congratulate the bride, and then leave.

After fussing for a long time, both of them were exhausted, and finally calmed down. Looking at the lady in red sitting in front of the bed, He Yanxi only felt dazed, dazed, and happy, and his whole body fell into a kind of lightness. In the feeling, like a dream.

After standing blankly for a long while, he walked over to the bed, sat down next to Zhao Shiliu, and said softly, "I can't believe it..."

Zhao Shiliu smiled: "What don't you believe?"

"I can't believe you're really my bride."

"Could it be that the husband I married is not you, but someone else?"

"No, sister... I'm really happy and confused..."

He stretched out his hand to remove the veil on his head, and saw a beauty as bright as a bright glow, as clear as a dew. The lights shone on his face, as if covered with a layer of warm yellow veil, absolutely infatuated.

He was a little speechless, and after a while, he exclaimed: "Sister, you are so beautiful!"

Zhao Shiliu squinted at him and said, "Don't say that, I'm exhausted today."

He raised his hand to pull out the hairpin, but He Yanxi held it down recklessly: "Don't... don't..."

"what are you doing?"

"Let me take one more look at you."

"You'll see it in the future, and I'm afraid you'll feel disgusted when you see me." He said this, but he felt quite good in his heart, so he put his hand down.

He Yanxi only said that he was joking, so he smiled foolishly, touched his hair with one hand, slowly untied his green cloth veil, put it on his knee, and pulled out the flower arrangements, hairpins, and pearl hairpins, So a head of black and soft long hair fell down Zhao Shiliu's shoulders.

His fingers carefully wrapped around his hair, holding strands one by one, staring obsessively at his eyebrows, his eyes, and his lips.

Zhao Shiliu couldn't stand his gaze, so he turned his head slightly and said, "You should go out."

"No, I don't want to go out, I just want to stay with you, can't I?" He said childishly.

Zhao Shiliu pulled his hair out of his hand, stood up, walked to the dressing table and sat down, with his back to him, said: "I'm going to change clothes, you can let the maid come in."

He suddenly felt that Zhao Shiliu's attitude was a little colder, so he walked over in some confusion, put his hand on his shoulder tentatively, but was immediately knocked down by him.

He felt aggrieved, he didn't understand what happened to Zhao Shiliu, did he do something wrong to make him angry?

"elder sister?"

Zhao Shiliu tilted his head and smiled slightly: "Be good, go out first. I'm a little tired, I'll be here later."

He Yanxi nodded, and thoughtfully said: "Sister is tired, just take a rest, and I will entertain the guests outside." Although he didn't want to go out to deal with them in his heart.

Zhao Shiliu said: "Then how can we do it, we are going out to toast together."

As he said this, he put the padlock in his hand on the table, and the brass lock fell on the table with a soft bang.The lock has been snapped.Then he took off the silver ring from his hand and put it in the drawer.

"What is this lock for?" He Yanxi was about to go out, but when he saw it, he asked suspiciously.

"I don't know. It was given to me by the lady who gave it to me. She let me lock it when I entered the door!" Zhao Shiliu turned slightly from the stool, touched the buckle in front of him with one hand, and unlocked it.

A corner of the unbuttoned skirt was slightly opened, revealing a little red undershirt, which flashed in front of He Yanxi, because Zhao Shiliu quickly turned around again.

But Zhao Shiliu's slightly shriveled chest seemed to be vivid in his mind through this red, so it was rippling, eagerly looking forward to the coming of night.

Zhao Shiliu saw the increasingly suspicious expression of the man behind him through the mirror, he couldn't help frowning, and said, "Are you still going out?"

He Yanxi hurriedly responded and walked out of the room.

After a while, Zhao Shiliu changed his clothes and went to the hall to toast with him.

At night, the maid prepared hot water in one side room, let Zhao Shiliu take a bath, and left.

He Yanxi drank a lot of wine, and was a little bit flustered. Seeing Zhao Shiliu changed into pajamas and came in through the side door, he went up to him in a dazed state, and threw himself on him.

Seeing him staggering, Zhao Shiliu quickly reached out to support his arm, pushed him down on the bed, and said softly, "Brother Xi, it's getting late, let's rest."

He Yanxi grabbed his arm, blindfolded, and said softly, "Sister, you want to sleep with me."

Zhao Shiliu dealt with him casually: "Okay..."

So he took off his shoes, socks and clothes, moved him on the bed and arranged him, pulled off the quilt, covered him and tucked him in.

During this period, He Yanxi seemed very well-behaved, letting him manipulate, just turning his hazy eyes and looking at him bewilderedly.

Zhao Shiliu moved the quilt from the cabinet and placed it outside, next to He Yanxi.

Then he put the oil lamp on the table on the low stool beside the bed, drew the curtain of the bed, took off his shoes, got into the quilt outside and lay down.

"Sister? Why don't you sleep on the same quilt with me?" He Yanxi was a little puzzled.

Zhao Shiliu stretched out a hand from under the quilt, touched his head as if treating a child, and said with a smile: "You are also tired this day, I am afraid that I will disturb you by moving around at night."

"But... but... on the wedding night, don't we want to...?" He was not sober, but he was embarrassed to say this, and it was a little vague.

Zhao Shiliu pretended not to understand, and said, "What did you say? I'm so tired. I didn't sleep all night last night. I can't hold it anymore. Let's talk tomorrow if you have anything to say." Leaning out of the bed with a childish half, he turned on the lamp Blow out.

He was really tired, and he was too lazy to deal with He Yanxi, not to mention that he was a bit weak, even if he said that he would not have a bridal chamber with him, he couldn't say anything.

It's just that if he directly refuses, it will inevitably hurt this person's feelings, and if it passes, it will also arouse his resentment, which is not conducive to future plans.It's better to be more ambiguous for the time being, just hook him up first, that's fine.

After blowing out the lamp, he turned sideways, closed his eyes, ignored He Yanxi, and planned to sleep.

He Yanxi had been looking forward to tonight for a long time.Although he had a wife before, he had never been close to him, so he was inevitably a bit young and ignorant about the relationship between men and women.But who knows that after looking forward to it for a long time, he finally married the man, and he still slept through the quilt, let alone a skin-to-skin kiss, even if he wanted to hold her in his arms, it would not work, how could he not be disappointed, how could he be willing .

At this moment, he felt dry and hot, and his mind was dizzy, so he lifted the quilt that was pressing on his body, exposed half of his shoulders, tentatively touched the outside with his hands, and carefully got into Zhao Shiliu's quilt.

I thought to myself, my sister must be shy, she must be waiting for me to take the initiative to go over.

But his heart was beating violently, his fingers had already felt the warmth close at hand, but he hesitated, not daring to take a step closer.

"Sister...are you asleep?"

He waited anxiously for a long time, but there was no sound from Zhao Shiliu's side.

Did he sleep?Should be sleeping?He is also very tired, I'd better not bother him.

I was about to withdraw my hand, and then backed away a little, thinking: "But... if... I touch it, just touch it, it shouldn't matter, after all, we are all married."

The heart that was already ready to move was stirred again, and the hand that had retreated outside the quilt slowly stretched out.

The fingertips touched his flesh, but it was not as soft as expected, but hard. When I touched it, it was a spine. It turned out that he was being slept against.

When Zhao Shiliu heard him calling him, he deliberately pretended to be asleep. At this moment, he felt his hot hands sticking to his back, carefully touching them back and forth with trembling, like tickling, which annoyed him.