New marriage no regrets: old husband young wife

Xue miyue's words almost spoke to old lady Xiao's heart. She hugged Xue miyue and loved her again, shouting Guan Guan. Xue miyue felt that she was really shouting herself.

Mo Yuyan knew that her son had never been very cold to Shen guanyue, but she could at least be polite in the past. Just because of his seriousness and often stiff face, Zigui never dared to approach him. Now do you want to keep away from another sister completely?

Mo Yuyan broke her heart for this old unmarried son. How can he marry a daughter-in-law for himself in the future?

"You talk well, what's wrong with your sister? What's the matter? Don't hide your words!" Mo Yuyan stared at Xiao Qi. Xiao Qi touched his nose and finally shut up.

Xue miyue was naturally secretly proud, while Luo zunfan kept staring at her, making her hair straight at the bottom of her heart.

After dinner, Xue miyue accompanied old lady Xiao to take a walk in the garden for a while. Because she was leaving tomorrow morning, she spent half an hour more walking than usual.

After Mrs. Xiao went into the room to have a rest, Xue miyue made a pot of tea and sat down in the side hall to have a rest. Looking at the bright moon outside the window, tomorrow will be 15. If she could, she would prefer to spend it in the Xiao family, but she often remembered Mr. Shen, who was always alone.

She has tasted too much loneliness. If she is really allowed to make a choice, here is the Xiao family where children and grandchildren are full of happiness and enjoy their old age, and there is a harmonious family. There is open and secret struggle. Almost everyone has different opinions, but there is a father Shen who loves himself most. Xue miyue will choose to accompany loneliness in the end.

"Haven't you slept yet?"

With the sound of words and footsteps, Xue miyue looked up and saw Luo zunfan and Xiao Qi.

After dinner, Mo Yuyan took Xiao Zigui and Xue miyue to say goodbye and went back first, while Xiao Qi and Luo zunfan stayed here for the night. Xiao Qi seldom comes back, so most of the time he comes back is to stay in the ancestral house with his grandparents, which is also a rare piece of filial piety.

Luo zunfan, looking at his familiar appearance, seems to be really not the first time to come here.

"Haven't you slept yet?" Xue miyue took a sip of tea and thought they were just passing by. Who knows, one was opposite and the other was nearby, so she sat down.

Xue miyue glanced at them and said faintly, "don't you want me to invite you to tea?" although she was confident that her tea making skills were first-class, she didn't mean to invite them to drink together.

Xiao Qi reaches out his hand, picks up the teapot that Xue miyue has made before and pours a cup for himself. Smelling the tea fragrance, he accidentally picks his eyebrows. When he takes a sip, his eyes look at her have changed slightly.

Where does this look like a soldier drinking tea? Xiao Qi obviously grew up as your son. Doesn't he feel wronged when he is a soldier?

Then Lo Zun fan poured himself a cup. He also smelled it first, and then drank it.

Then he looked with admiration: "well, little thing's tea making skill is better than expected. I haven't seen you show it before."

Xiao Qi frowned when he heard Luo zunfan's address to Xue miyue, and stared at him obediently, which seemed to be disgusting.

Xue miyue's hand in the teacup was stiff. She didn't believe that Shen guanyue, who grew up among the rich and noble, had never learned tea art. She had almost everything to develop and cultivate towards the rich and noble circle.