I, the first son, became a woman

But wait for this day to come.

This kind of feeling still makes Xia Juan really feel uncomfortable!

And not just wedding dresses.

own face...

Although Xia Juan was already white enough.

But under the contact of rouge and lip paper.

The bright red full mouth and the snowflake-like white face form a contrasting match.

In an instant, Xia Juan's own beautiful appearance added a trace of generosity, a trace of unhurried majesty.

I am a man!

A man of steel! ! !

Closing his eyes, Xia Juan muttered to himself, constantly brainwashing himself.

I'm afraid I would never have thought of it a year ago.

A year later, he was actually going to put on a wedding dress, smear rouge, and dye his lips red.

Dress up beautifully.

Then, under the watchful eyes of everyone, she was married by a medium and sent into the house, right? !

A little desperate and helpless, he looked at himself in the bronze mirror, who had added a touch of charming, enchanting and mature charm.

For a while, Xia Juan couldn't look at it well, and it wouldn't look good if he didn't look at it!

Face yourself today.

She really lacked a little bit of courage!

"Juan, you are so beautiful today!"

Wow.

Beside him, Xia Lingqiu smiled ghostly.

From time to time, he looked at Xia Juan, as if looking at a delicate work of art.

"People say that the bride is the most beautiful, and it is true!"

Touching his chin, Xia Lingqiu seemed a little envious.

"If you like it, then marry you!"

Rolled his eyes.

Xia Juan narrowed her eyes and cast a glance at Xia Lingqiu, and said sarcastically.

"I would like to, but Ye Ning only likes you—!"

The corners of his mouth rose slightly.

Xia Lingqiu suddenly raised her head and chest up, putting on an appearance of a gentleman.

"Juan'er..."

Xia Lingqiu lowered her voice, imitating Ye Ning.

"I, Ye Ning, I only love you in this life!"

"Juan'er! Let's come to the bridal chamber!"

As soon as the words fell, Xia Lingqiu quickly put on a coquettish look, with a shy face.

"Sanggong, you are amazing...!"

"Xia Lingqiu, I'm going to kill you!!!"

Seeing Xia Lingqiu constantly acting in front of her, talking about something and nothing.

Immediately, Xia Juan's face changed, and he bared his teeth and claws, and was about to stand up.

Yet she just stood up.

On her head, she instantly felt a severe tearing pain, which almost made her shed tears.

"hiss!"

Shrinking her neck, Xia Juan frowned, and quickly sat down obediently again.

"You girl, you're almost married, aren't you restless?!"

shook his head.

Today's Mrs. Zhou seems to be much more mature and stable than usual.

No longer acting like a child.

She held a wooden comb in her hand, under the bright red light.

He grabbed Xia Juan's hair with one hand.

Holding the wooden comb in one hand, he combed Xia Juan's hair little by little.

So Xia Juan just stood up.

Only then can I feel that my scalp is about to be torn apart, a heart-piercing pain.

"And you, Lingqiu!"

"My sister is married, so it's your turn too?!"

The conversation turned.

Mrs. Zhou grabbed Xia Juan's hair while looking at Xia Lingqiu.

"What, what, what! I don't want to marry!"

His face turned red, and he lowered his head in embarrassment.

Xia Lingqiu suddenly looked like a little daughter-in-law, her face flushed.

"Mother, you should take care of Huai Mu first!"

"She's older than me!"

"If she is married, I will be married!!"

Xia Lingqiu said so.

For a moment, Xia Juan and the others glanced at Xia Huaimu on the other side.

Immediately, I felt three pairs of sharp eyes coming towards me.

Xia Huaimu rolled her eyes in a panic, and had to cough quickly to change the subject.

"That... that mother!"

"The time is almost up, let's hurry up and fix A Juan's makeup!"

"Otherwise it would be bad to miss the time!"

What Xia Huaimu said was really effective.

Suddenly, Mrs. Zhou remembered that the wedding party would be coming soon.

She nodded, and stopped teasing and questioning Xia Lingqiu and Xia Huaimu.

Instead, he grabbed Xia Juan's black and smooth hair like seaweed.

The wooden comb in his hand finally fell slowly, passed through three thousand black hairs, and waved it out.

"As soon as you comb through your hair, you don't have to worry about wealth."

"Second comb to the head, no disease and no worries."

"Three combs to the head, more children and longer life."

"Cut it all the way to the head, raise the eyebrows again..."

Under the bright trance light of a lantern.

Mrs. Zhou had a look of relief and reluctance.

Muttering something in his mouth, he braided Xia Juan's hair bit by bit and made it rise up.

Chapter 615 Mother-Daughter Conversation (1200 votes)

Just now the whole room was noisy, talking and laughing.

Suddenly it was so quiet, so peaceful.

Xia Huaimu glanced at Xia Juan and Mrs. Zhou.

Then he stretched out his elbow cautiously and bumped Xia Lingqiu.

Xia Lingqiu was stunned for a moment, but then she came to her senses, suddenly realized, and nodded along with Xia Huaimu.

Unknowingly, the two retreated step by step, and then left the room.

In the room, only Xia Juan and Mrs. Zhou were left for a while.

Xia Juan sat quietly on the chair, looking at herself in the bronze mirror.

In the ears.

Or the whole room.

For a moment, only Madam Zhou's delightful words were left.

There was no Xia Lingqiu's playfulness.

Without Xia Huaimu standing aside to set off the atmosphere.

Mrs. Zhou is no longer as lively and cheerful as usual, acting like a child.

As a matter of course, Xia Juan could feel the atmosphere in the room slowly dropping and freezing bit by bit.

She wanted to open her mouth to break the strange silence that made her breathless.

But somehow.

Xia Juan couldn't speak for a moment.

speechless.

She just quietly looked at Mrs. Zhou standing behind her in the bronze mirror.

Watching her look at herself with a kind smile.

Watching her smooth out her messy hair from getting up in a hurry before.

"One last comb."

"There is a head and a tail, rich and rich... noble and noble!"

The last happy words are finished.

Mrs. Zhou smiled faintly.

She put down the wooden comb in her hand.

Only then did he finally start to pick up the tools that had been prepared by his side and coil Xia Juan's hair.

"mother……"

He hesitated for a long time.

It seemed that he had finally summoned up his courage.

Xia Juan squinted at the phantom of Mrs. Zhou behind her, and spoke hesitantly.

"This kind of thing, let the servant girl in the house do it."

"Silly boy, you are about to get married, so naturally you want your mother to come in person."

Shaking his head, he smiled lightly.

Madam Zhou suddenly stopped her hands and put her hands on Xia Juan's shoulders.