I'm in a maid of honor

Chapter 78

Li Ji opened the door and looked at his son who was beaten half to death on the bed with a pale face. The first thing he did was to check whether his face was damaged.

Well, it's just a little red and swollen, and the skin on the forehead is just a little bit broken, there will be no scars, and it will be fine after a while.

If it's a virgin after checking today, that's okay, if not, then he will find a way to marry him.

Li Ji closed the door, came forward, and forcibly took off his son's clothes.

Bai Zijiao tried her best to resist her father, but after all, she was a rather coquettish son, and her strength was no match for a mature man.

Seeing that the cinnabar on the back of his waist was still there, he understood everything, and it was him, a rebel, who lied to him.

Bai Zijiao curled up in the corner of the bed after being stripped naked by his father for inspection, sobbing pitifully.

His delicate body was bruised and mottled by his mother's beating with a stick of firewood. If he didn't know the reason for this self-inflicted crime, he would have thought it was a pitiful little rabbit who had been bullied.

After all, Bai Zijiao was born by himself. Li Ji still felt a little uncomfortable seeing Zijiao being beaten like this by his mother.

Although it is said that men are raised by outsiders who want to marry off, after all, they have been raised by their side for so many years, right?

There are no calluses on the raised hands, and the price given by the rich man is good. After she gets married, she can still help her natal family from time to time. After all, it has brought great benefits to the family, and it is not in vain for so many years.

So after Li Ji finished the inspection, he didn't teach his son a lesson. After he went out, he brought some plasters from his own room, and before he locked the door, he persuaded him nicely.

"Hurry up and get better after applying the medicine, and it won't be a joke when you marry. Think about how to deal with the men in the backyard."

When Mu Sheng came home today, Wu Chen put a lot of snacks and hot new tea on the table.

It's just that what attracted Mu Sheng's eyes more than the well-prepared tea was the gauze wrapped around his dust-free index finger.

An Shan came from a place of prostitution, although his status is low, it is also the place where men can see the world the most, and there are the most things, especially the things of pleasure.

Those places have the most variety of refreshments. Although the people who come here don't want to eat delicious food, this is also the best thing to flirt with.

Feeding each other with tea and tea, fingertips and body teasing and circulation are the most normal.

An Shan has seen a lot, and he learned a little bit in order to please the lady of the Bai family, but things are different now.

Seeing that his son was so dull in love affairs, and he didn't know how to please his wife-lord at all, so he verbally taught him a little bit.

It's just that I didn't pay much attention to other things, but I was familiar with the recipe of this pastry. I was thinking about it slowly in the kitchen. The wife-lord loves it, so I'm sure she will like it.

It's just that he was obsessed with the recent things when he was making pastries, and accidentally cut his finger. It wasn't too serious, but the eleven and twelve who followed him made a big fuss and had to wrap his fingers into garlic heads.

Eleven Twelve did this on purpose, fearing that the master would not see that the master was injured when he came back, he specially wrapped it up so that the master would be attracted by the injured finger when he saw the master, and then feel sorry for the master.

Since that Bai Zijiao left today, the lord's mood has been bad. They can feel it as servants, and they can guess that it must be the coquettish rooster acting as a demon.

Mu Sheng was calculated very accurately by Eleven and Twelve's little thoughts, and he noticed Wu Chen as soon as he entered the door.

He hurriedly pulled Wuchen over to ask what was going on, how could he be injured, and how could it be so serious.

Holding Wuchen's long, thin and pale hand, his heart ached so much, after knowing the reason, he pinched the face of the person in front of him and died of pity.

"Be careful in the future, give me what you want to eat, you tell them to do it, and you can direct it yourself."

Wu Chen forced a smile and said, "Don't worry my wife, I'm fine."

Then let Eleven and Twelve go to his father to take care of him.

These two also understand that the photos are false, the two masters have something to say, and they don't want them to hear it.

Mu Sheng also felt strange looking at Wu Chen's behavior today, but it didn't look like his husband's style at all.

Wu Chen twirled the pastry, just like a normal wife feeding himself, and twirled it to his wife's mouth.

My father said that in the future, we must take the initiative to be more sensible, so that we can be pampered. Women like sensible people. Whoever will coax a man for a lifetime will get tired after a long time.

Wu Chen was feeding, and Mu Sheng just watched Wu Chen's movements to cooperate.

Finally, after the foreplay was over, Wu Chen slowly brought out the main course.

Wuchen recounted in detail the predicament that Bai Zijiao had narrated during the day in front of his wife-lord.

After he finished speaking, he waited for a long time, but the wife-lord still hadn't spoken, and Wu Chen felt a little trembling and flustered.

Mu Sheng thought that Wuchen behaved so strangely today, and she encountered such an incident in the restaurant again, it seemed that there was an inevitable connection, she dared to conclude that it was not her husband who had a problem, it was most likely that Bai Zijiao was in Wuchen's place. What a crime.

Just quietly watched Wuchen continue to act.

After a while, seeing that the wife-master didn't intend to speak at all, she had to ask tentatively, "What does the wife-master think of Zijiao?".

Mu Sheng was drinking tea and almost choked on it, but he still pretended to be calm, to see what exactly Bai Zijiao had drawn on his innocent and clean little guy.

With doubts and dragging the end, "Huh~?".

The more Wu Chen talked, the more uncomfortable he became, his body trembled a little, but he persisted.

"Wuchen thinks that Zijiao is good, he is good-looking and kind, and he is warm and caring to his wife-owner. It must be a good thing if the wife-owner marries him."

If the sip of tea was still in Mu Sheng's mouth, he must not have been choked this time, and must have sprayed it on the face of the little white-eyed wolf.

Mu Sheng was filled with resentment. His feelings for him had been in vain for so long. Last time, he was not jealous, but he was thinking of giving her the ghostly paper piercing man. It seemed that he hated him so badly that the mud could not support the wall. .

Mu Sheng was still a little unconvinced, "Then how do you think he compares to you?".

Wu Chen gritted his teeth when he heard the question from his wife, "Wu Chen can't be compared with Zijiao, Wu Chen is vulgar and stupid, he was just sold out, if it wasn't for his wife, he would be as good as Zijiao." It's the same as a servant, Wuchen has a body contract and doesn't need to occupy a seat with his wife-lord, it doesn't matter whether Zijiao is the master or side."

Mu Sheng was completely defeated by this man, his body was completely defeated, and he was so angry that his seven orifices were full of smoke.

He said two good words again and again, "Good! Good! Wuchen has improved, and the analysis is very good. I will consider it."

Wu Chen originally thought that the wife-lord would not agree so easily, but he didn't expect to answer so quickly, the matter was mostly settled, but it became more and more hot and cold mixed with all kinds of torture.

But he no longer dared to shed half a tear, at least not in front of his wife.

Mu Sheng was also very angry and uncomfortable, and Wu Chen wanted to say something again, but Mu Sheng really couldn't listen to it, he was afraid that he would really explode like toasted popcorn.

So when Wu Chen opened his mouth, Mu Sheng stuffed a pastry that he didn't know what to make to block his mouth, rubbed Wu Chen's temples vigorously with his hands and gritted his teeth.

"Just do it you".

After speaking, he left the house without looking back.

Three men in one play, it was really a pleasure to cooperate.

(End of this chapter)