Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 68
The next morning, Xie Zhiyun woke up early.

After eating soothing soup yesterday, she couldn't help but fell asleep, but she didn't feel that there was someone more beside her.

When she woke up at this moment, she realized that her whole body was warm, as if there was a stove beside her, which was continuously sending heat to her.

Xie Zhiyun moved her hands and feet, and she even felt a little hot.

Wei Ji sleeps very lightly, and he is always alert, so when Xie Zhiyun moved at this moment, Wei Ji's eyelashes trembled.

Why are you so vigilant.

Xie Zhiyun said a word to him in her heart, and she didn't dare to move immediately. She turned her head cautiously, looking at his sleeping face in the hazy morning light.

Wei Ji's face was stern, with sharp edges and corners, especially those eyebrows and eyes, which seemed to be blizzarded when he looked at people lightly.

But at this moment, he closed his eyes lightly, shutting all the thousands of wind and snow inside, and the coldness in his whole body suddenly faded away.

At this moment, there is even a little more tenderness between his brows.

The more Xie Zhiyun looked at it, the more she felt pleasing to the eye. Deep down in her heart, there was even a hint of joy that she didn't realize.

Suddenly, the handsome man in front of him moved his eyelashes, and those brows and eyes that concealed the wind and snow opened instantly, adding a bit of light to the dark green gauze tent.

Before Xie Zhiyun could look back, he locked him firmly.

Wei Ji's star pupils were so deep, as if there was a bottomless abyss inside, which firmly attracted Xie Zhijun's soul into it.

"What are you looking at?" Xie Zhiyun coughed lightly, she shrank her neck, and hid her blushing face in the brocade quilt.

Wei Ji didn't tease her, he just cleared his throat and asked hoarsely, "Why did you wake up so early today?"

Usually, Wei Ji had already left, but she hadn't woken up yet, but today she woke up earlier than Wei Ji.

The lower half of Xie Zhiyun's face was hidden in the brocade quilt, and her voice was muffled.

"I slept too much yesterday, so I'm not sleepy."

Wei Ji turned over, lay on his side and looked at Xie Zhijun.

As soon as he moved, the two of them got very close at once, separated only by each other's brocade quilts, almost embracing each other face to face.

Xie Zhiyun felt even hotter.

She shrank her face into the quilt again: "Why are you sorry?"

It was rare for Wei Ji to see her shy, this coy look was so cute, it softened his heart a bit.

The wind and snow in his eyes melted in an instant, and after the snow, it was sunny.

Wei Ji stretched out his hand maliciously, and wrapped her in his arms through the brocade quilt.

Xie Zhiyun was taken aback by him.

"Manzi, what are you doing!" Xie Zhiyun bluffed.

Wei Ji hugged her tightly in his arms, feeling the emptiness in his heart gradually being filled.

He lowered his head and touched her forehead: "lazy, don't think about it."

Xie Zhiyun: "..."

Xie Zhiyun's eyes were about to pop out, looking up and down Wei Ji's face, thinking seriously whether he was crazy.

The two of them were so close that Wei Ji didn't need to search carefully to see her big almond eyes sweeping back and forth across his face.

Most of her face was covered by the brocade quilt, only her round eyes and smooth forehead were exposed, and she looked at him very cleverly, just like a cat waiting for an opportunity to ambush its master.

People can't help but want to grab the bosom and smooth the hair.

Before the two got engaged, Wei Ji immediately thought of Xie Yuan's serious and cold face as soon as he heard that it was the eldest daughter of the Xie family.

Later, when they got engaged, there were three letters and six ceremonies, each of which was sent to the Xie family by Wei Ji himself. At that time, he had met Xie Zhiyun.

At that time, Miss Xie's smile was serene, elegant and dignified, she seemed to be a fairy walking out of a painting, with only the word "perfect" on her whole body.

Wei Ji thought at the time that he was going to marry the person in the painting.

However, from the moment he got married, he discovered that this was not the case.

She would despise him when he came back from the camp, covered in dust, would call him a barbarian when he was tossed hard, and would do the same thing in front of his face and the other behind his back, secretly cursing him in his heart.

Sometimes, she said cold and hard words, but her small ears were red, always duplicity.

At that time, Wei Ji thought that he was really lucky to marry such a lively little wife.

But he wanted to think about it, but he didn't dare to speak in front of Xie Zhiyun, for fear of being kicked out again and not allowed to enter the door.

At this moment, he held her in his arms, feeling full of satisfaction.

Gradually, he can taste the taste of happiness.

Xie Zhijun was naturally not as strong as Wei Ji, and now he was wrapped in a brocade quilt, so he couldn't turn over even if he wanted to.

Wei Ji didn't know why he went crazy, wrapped her up and stopped moving, staring at her face in a daze.

"Manzi, you're going to kill me too."

Xie Zhiyun had no choice but to poke the probe and knock Wei Ji's forehead with his own.

"Ouch." Before Wei Ji had time to react, she heard her cry out in pain.

"Why is your head so hard?"

Probably because of shyness and nervousness, Xie Zhiyun babbled on and on all by himself.

This small appearance made Wei Ji even more reluctant to let go.

But when he saw that Xie Zhiyun's forehead was sweating, he knew that she was really hot, so he reluctantly let go.

The days are still long, and the wife is his, so naturally he can do whatever he wants in the future.

Wei Ji thought so, but sincerely apologized.

"I just felt cold because of my husband, so I hugged my wife to keep warm." Wei Ji rolled over and sat up, "Madam won't blame me, right?"

The main room was lit with a stove, and it was much warmer than the side rooms. This night, Wei Ji hardly covered himself with the quilt, so his clothes were a little messy at the moment, and the neckline of his pajamas was opened wide, exposing his wheat-colored chest.

Wei Ji's chest is very beautiful.

The muscles are tight and sharp, especially the pair of clavicles, which are like fluttering butterflies, swaying in front of Xie Zhijun's eyes.

Xie Zhiyun felt like she was going to burn.

Wei Ji didn't seem to notice Xie Zhijun's gaze, he moved his arm, loosened the belt around his waist, and the neckline slipped off in an instant, and fell on his waist.

The firm and tight abdominal line seemed to have a hook, attracting Xie Zhiyun to look down a little bit.

At this moment, Wei Ji suddenly covered up the spring light.

"Oh," Wei Ji's voice sounded low, "I'm sorry Ma'am, I didn't dress properly, it's because I didn't obey the rules."

Xie Zhiyun: "..."

At this moment, Xie Zhiyun felt that Wei Ji looked like a person.

She thought about it for a long time, but she still couldn't remember who it was. In the end, she didn't want to talk to him, and just rolled over and got out of bed.

"Get up early, I'll look for my second sister-in-law in a while, and I'll ask Mrs. Wang's family in the morning."

Seeing that she skipped the topic directly, Wei Ji couldn't help but chuckled: "Okay, of course I will listen to Madam."

After the two had eaten their breakfast and Wei Ji changed into his military uniform and went out, Xie Zhiyun clapped his hands and let out a ouch.

Zhao Yu looked at her suspiciously: "Miss?"

Xie Zhiyun gritted her teeth, she knew who Wei Ji looked like just now.

Like the waiter named Qingfeng next to Fu Yaoyue.

(End of this chapter)