The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 47
Whatever is on her mind, she will come.

Zensheng just came back from the outside, before the heat from her body dissipated, she suddenly looked up and saw her sitting on the edge of the bed opposite.

Her feet are also beautiful, although they are not bound, they are graceful and exquisite. At this moment, they are placed under the mahogany on the edge of the bed, as if they are not moving, but they are actually squirming slightly.On the bride's embroidered shoes, a pair of mandarin ducks poked their heads and lightly pecked, only to see him trembling.

Like a ghost, he walked towards her step by step.

But she seemed unwilling to marry him, and when she smelled his approaching breath, the veil folded on her knees became more wrinkled.The wooden bracelet on his wrist flickered, as if he would lift his hijab in the next second and stand up in confusion.

Oh, he remembered, she said he was a reckless man who murdered and robbed, and she frightened herself, and insisted that he drank human blood.

Her heart was not with him either.

The twisted melon is not sweet, Geng Wu took a dull look at Xiuhe, turned coldly and wanted to go out.But just when she got to the door, she called out shortly from under the Xihong hijab: Don't go!
She told him not to go away... then it was no fault of him!
Geng Wu suddenly turned his head in two steps, the woman's body was trembling under his eyes, she knew what it meant to call him back.

"I don't want to leave when I'm here!" Geng Wu bent down his burly body, picked up Xiuhe, and threw him onto the big bed behind him.

"Ah..." Hearing her frightened whisper.

He didn't care about it. A girl has to go through this hurdle when she transitions into a woman.Now that she has come, she has no chance to leave.When the bride enters the wedding room, she is the groom's official from now on, and her body is also changed, and her surname has also been changed.

He lays her flat on the bed, and she seems tense.But since then she has become her own woman, and no one is allowed to treat her lightly again in the future.

It was the first time in his life that he had seen a woman's body, and he had just been released from the camp. It was rough and wild everywhere. Where had he seen such a Jiangnan Shuirou... Well, he admitted that he didn't like her at that moment. same.

He wants to take her for himself!

Four years have passed, and he is no longer that Xiao Leng's young master, nor is she that young girl with pigtails.He has experienced like a wolf, what is a wolf?Wolves don't know what it means to be reserved.He has just escaped from the pack of wolves, and he doesn't yet know how to deal with sheep.

She was someone else's woman, the young master of the Mei family who deliberately brought down the Geng family, Geng Wu never bothered to take food from his hands.

But today is different.Today she broke into his room by herself, and he didn't force her.Geng Wu exerted force on his palm, then wrapped his long arms around Xiu He's shoulders, and pulled her into his arms...

"Hmm..." She seemed to be in pain, but she didn't struggle, she was soft, and everything was up to him.

He loved her for that, and a woman was to be like her.

"Xiuhe...I like you, Xiuhe...I have liked you since I was 14 years old, did you hear that? I want you to be my woman...I love you every day!" Geng Wu suddenly threw Qingwen away belt.

I don't know if I'm crying or if I'm afraid.He wanted to take off her hijab, but when he lifted the hijab, she suddenly disappeared.The red mist blinded his eyes, and when he returned his gaze, a happy voice came from outside the door: "The auspicious time has come——the bride is getting on the sedan chair!"

Didn't you just send it to your room?Where are you going now?
"Ah——Xiu He!" Geng Wu woke up suddenly, the middle of the night was dim, and the objects in the small house were vague, as if covered by a layer of black mist.Geng Wu looked at the head of the bed, it was empty beside him, and the bamboo mat was cold.

But the breath of the woman in the dream couldn't escape, the place was as usual, and the heat was uncomfortably hot.Geng Wula opened the door and went to the well, took a bucket of cold water, and poured it thoroughly from head to tail.

(End of this chapter)