The eldest married as a merchant's wife

Chapter 62 Master Hashio (2)
Geng Wu asked repeatedly: "Why didn't you answer when I asked you?" Her memory in his youth was always delicate and small, and people couldn't help but want to protect him. He had never spoken to her so harshly.But at that time she was a young girl, but today it is different. Today she is already an attractive woman, and he wants to get her.

At this moment, Geng Wu is terrifying and unfamiliar, and Xiu He's teeth are chattering: "What bracelet... Didn't you buy it specially for Wan Chun? Come here and ask me what these are for?
Xiuhe turned her head.

Geng Wu immediately understood, and said harshly: "What kind of sisters are they! I just want to ask you, if I met you first and had enough silver for you to wear gold and silver, would you be willing to be me?" woman?"

It turned out that in his eyes, she was only greedy for glory, so Xiuhe bit her lower lip and said ironically: "No matter how many, she is not on the right path... She will never be your woman..."

"Tough mouth." The small mouth was bright red, but every word he said was heart-wrenching.Geng Wu suddenly overturned his lower lips, deeply engulfing Xiuhe's remaining words.

She found that he seemed hateful again... This domineering man, how can he be a good person?In front of people, she can only pretend to be serious and indifferent. Everyone says that he is good, and that she has carried him on her back... But what is her relationship with him?She had only had serious dealings with him twice, so what did she owe him?How did he know how difficult she was?
"...Let go!" Xiuhe bit Gengwu angrily.

With all her strength, Xiuhe slapped Gengwu across the face: "Let go."

Her voice was suddenly full of frustration, Geng Wu froze, fell silent for a moment, and let go panting: "You hit again. Hit until you relieve your breath." He looked into Xiuhe's eyes and said, His voice was burning like a fire.

Snapped--

Xiuhe slapped again, closed her eyes and didn't look at Geng Wu Qingjun's face, her chest heaved violently, her eyes suddenly turned red: "What's wrong with hitting you... It would be better if I beat you to death."

"A heartless woman, I don't want you to die..." Geng Wu pecked Xiuhe hard, and finally loosened her soft waist: "It's better to live comfortably after getting married. I ran into an accident with you, lest I can't help but want you!"

The slender fingers picked up the long stick on the ground and walked away.Just looking up at the moment of trembling at the end of the bridge, her steps stopped, and then she arched indifferently: "Don't make things difficult for her, or I will take her away."

Hearing the sound of footsteps finally going away, Xiu He desperately wiped the lingering smell of Geng Wu on her lips, wiped her clothes and walked out of the shadows.My heart was still weak, and my body had no strength. Just as I was about to pick up the medicine jar, the soles of my feet suddenly went soft——

It was raining heavily at the end of the bridge, who was wearing a black double-breasted silk dress and sitting under the eaves of the bridge with a black umbrella?I don't know how long he has been here, raindrops are falling on his thin shoulders, and the satin shoes are also wet.

"Young master..." Xiu He twitched the corners of her mouth, and the sky was dark for a moment.

"Well. In the afternoon, I went to the kiln with my grandfather to look at the porcelain. I saw that you didn't bring an umbrella, so I wanted to bring it to you... I just arrived here, and I haven't got on the bridge yet." Mei Xiaoyi sat quietly in the wheelchair, her eyes from the show He's slightly swollen red lips, and a misplaced button under the hem of the skirt, was slipped over, and his cool and handsome face was calm and calm. He asked Han Sheng to pass the umbrella to Xiuhe—he said he had just arrived and didn't look at it. arrive.

On the other side of the river, the wind and rain were turbulent, and the young master of the former largest family in Chunxi Town was striding away. Mei Xiaoyi glanced silently, and when Xiuhe walked behind with an umbrella, her pale and slender fingers stroked the wheelchair and left up.

(End of this chapter)