Marry A Younger Husband

Drizzle Xiaoxiao, cool wind pulse.

Inside the room, it's still warm. Little Mo'er rubs her hands and pours on shuilinlang.

Water Lin Lang a palm presses in his forehead, pushed him out: "rascal, what do you want?"

"Sleep, I'm so sleepy." Little Mo'er looks up and yawns.

"It's shameless who wants to sleep with you!"

"By the way, I haven't had a drink yet!"

Xiao Mo'er excitedly ran to the small round table of Phoebe rosette, picked up the small gold pot with fish lotus pattern inlaid with agate stone on the table, filled two small gold cups with wine, carefully carried them to shuilinlang, and handed one of them to her.

"Come on, lady, let's have a drink and we'll be husband and wife."

"I'm just your concubine, not your wife."

"What's the matter? I won't marry in the future. Although you are a concubine, what's the difference between you and your wife?"

Even if Xiao Mo'er does not want to marry in the future, I will always be a concubine. She is far away from the status and rights of a wife. Shuilinlang knows this, but this is not the time to tell Xiao Mo'er this.

"Little Mohr, I have something to say."

"After a glass of wine."

"Drink a glass of wine after you finish."

Small Mo son only sits to her side, some embarrassed ground says: "I am just a child, you want to have what love words, don't say too rouma is."

"..." does he think too much? Who has time to say love words to a little fart?

"Why don't you talk?"

"Little Mo'er, do you really like me?"

"Seriously, do you want me to dig out my heart?" Little Mo'er is in a hurry, as if shuilinlang doubts his sincerity, which is a great insult to him.

"Do you know what love is?"

Little Mo'er shook his head blankly: "I only know that I like you, you have to let me say, like what, I really can't say a reason. Lady, tell me, what is love

Shuilinlang thought of Xiao Huang, his heart can not help but pull for a while, said: "like a person, is willing to pay everything for him, including life, and even... Give up this love."

Little Mo'er stayed for a while and looked at the water in a puzzled way: "like it, why do you want to give up this love?"

"Then why do you like me?"

"Because you are my mother, I don't like you. Who do you like?"

Putting the cart before the horse, shuilinlang looks at xiaomo'er disconsolately: "if I were not your mother, would you like me?"

"But you are my wife. Although you are only a concubine now, I'd like to call you my wife. You are my wife."

"Why can't I tell you clearly?" Shuilinlang sighed disheartened.

Little Mo'er sat close to her and said softly, "I know. I'm still young. Now I may not understand what you said, but I will understand one day."

"I only ask you, will you listen to me?"

"The lady's words are naturally heard."

Water seems to be waiting for this sentence like: "good, tonight you sleep on the ground!"

Small Mo son one Zheng: "that you?"

"I'm in bed, of course."

"Shouldn't we sleep together?"

"Do you just say yes or no?"

"I won't promise!"

Water Lin Lang sneer: "you don't like me at all!"

"No, I like you!" Little Mo'er was so anxious that he almost fell into tears.

She can feel that Xiao Mo'er really likes her. Just because he is not old enough, he doesn't know how to interpret this love with words. Now, she also has no way to make use of his love.

She felt that she was no different from Gou Fugui. No one was more noble than anyone else.

"That's what I just told you. I like it, and I even want to give up this one."

Little Mo'er seemed to understand. He drank the wine in his hand with tears in his eyes and said, "no matter where I sleep, as long as I can see you from time to time, I will be satisfied."

The water lingered for a while, looking at the clear liquid of the golden cup in her hand, which reflected the tears in the corner of her eyes. The tears didn't fall, but were in her eyes. She looked at little Mo'er again and asked, "don't you mean to drink Jiaobei wine? Why do you drink it yourself? ""After drinking a cup of wine, you can't sleep together. It's better not to drink it!"

"If you don't drink it, I'll drink it myself!"

He took the gold cup in Xiao Mo'er's hand and put it on the table with his own gold cup. Then he went to open a suitcase with copper leaves wrapped in the bottom four corners of the vermilion lacquer belt, and took out a bed and two sets of bedding, one on the floor and the other on the top, to make the floor for Xiao Mo'er.

"Lady, even if you don't let me sleep on the bed, you don't have to let me sleep on the ground. Let me sleep under your bed. At least I'll be closer to you."

The bed Xiao Mo'er usually sleeps in is a big bed with a huge red sandalwood carved gourd. The platform in front of the bed stretches out three or four feet to form a corridor, which is connected with the bed. Xiao Mo'er is small and can accommodate it.

Shuilinlang had to move the shop into the corridor in front of the bed, and then helped Xiao Mo'er undress. Suddenly, a small fold fell off Xiao Mo'er. Shuilinlang opened it, and his face turned red.

Water Lin Lang picked up a small fold to his face: "dirty!"

Little Mo'er said wrongly, "it's not me who drew it. It's Ding Dang who told me to show it to you. What can you teach me?" Little Mo'er scratched his head and looked blankly at the water.

"Teach... Teach what?" Water Lin Lang a blush is about to drip blood, "I... I don't understand!"

After Xiao Mo'er lay down, shuilinlang undressed and went to bed. He took off a pair of red gold phoenix embroidered shoes with coral beads under the bed. Xiao Mo'er took them to have a look. There was a spring palace hidden in the soles of the two shoes. They were both hugged by a naked man and a naked woman. They were very intimate. They were more lifelike than Dingdang's small fold. They showed Xiao Mo'er's blood.

"Oh, you say I'm dirty, you're dirty!"

Shuilinlang grabbed the embroidered shoes and knocked on his head: "don't take my things, don't sleep yet?" This pair of embroidered shoes was originally a part of her dowry, and it was also the custom of the people at that time. Parents could not explain the couple's affairs to their daughter directly, but could only express them in such a way, hoping that the newlyweds could have a smooth intercourse and get a big gift.

Shuilinlang hid the embroidered shoes at the head of the bed and said, "if someone asks tomorrow, you only say we sleep in the same bed."

"Why do you say that?"

"Well, you don't want to know why I did this to you?"

"Please, don't tell me now." Small Mo son voice small down, turn over body, pull up embroider full of flowers disorderly pistil of brocade quilt, cover own head.

There is a lot of pity in his heart. Who said that he was just a child? He was afraid that he could understand some things better than adults. She hoped that he would not understand anything, so that he would not be hurt.

She leaned out of bed and whispered, "I'm sorry, little Mohr."

Little Mo'er didn't speak. He began to snore. As soon as he heard the water, he knew that he was pretending to sleep.

Outside the room, the rain is pattering, it seems that the rain is a little bigger, two huge red candles in front of the table, flame fluttering, red tears slowly falling, full of peacock flowing color enamel candlestick.

Shuilinlang picked up a white silk handkerchief on the bed, raised a teasing smile at the corner of her mouth, and then pulled out the purple jade flowing bead Gold Phoenix hairpin inserted obliquely at the cloud temples and stabbed it into her arm. Blood, red blood, trickled down the white arm, dripping white silk, just like red plum blossoming in the snow.

One, two, three, together.

The eyes were pricked by the beautiful color, and the tears in the corner of the eyes finally fell down silently.

She cried.

No longer want to cry without tears, but don't want to cry, but tears