On the Wedding Night, Ms. Cui Realized

In the Baishao Courtyard, Miss Cui San, who was smirking for a long time, went back to the house and overturned the hot tea brought by the servants. The scalding water splashed on the servant girl's chest and back of her hands, and the splashed water droplets fell on Cui Dai's cheeks. She hissed softly : "Die!"

The nanny tried to persuade her to calm down, and Cui Dai came up fiercely, pointing at the servant who committed the crime: "Drag me out and beat 30 boards, you are clumsy, you are so unlucky."

She pointed at Sang and scolded Huai, so she could only complain in her own three-acre area, showing off her prestige, venting less than half of her chest tightness, and another maid came in to report: "Miss, madam is here."

As soon as Mrs. Xiningbo stepped into the Baishao Courtyard, she saw several tall and fat women supporting Xi'er who was crying and begging for mercy, making a fuss.

Seeing this, the mother-in-law stuffed a rag into Xi'er's mouth to stop her crying, and Mrs. Uncle waved her hand impatiently: "Let her go, why is she wrapped up so messily?"

"Mother!" Cui Dai rushed out clutching her wet handkerchief: "What are you doing to help her? She offended me, so I can't punish her?"

The servants retreated knowingly, and Xi'er knelt down and kowtowed to his wife as if she had been pardoned.

"Who are you punishing, and you don't know at all? What kind of words do you spread!" Mrs. Uncle was welcomed into the door by his daughter, Fang Yao continued to reprimand, raised his eyes and said in surprise: "What's wrong with your face?"

"It's not Xi'er!"

"It's okay, let my mother take a look."

Cui Dai was concerned about her, her eyes were red, she obediently leaned over, put down the wet veil and saw that her face was still intact, she smiled: "You, you, make a big deal out of a molehill."

"It's not a big deal."

"Stop making trouble, and make trouble after people leave."

Cui Dai said this to her heart, she gritted her teeth angrily: "Look how proud she is! A blind man, married to the prime minister's son-in-law and climbed a high branch, he doesn't know who is the real parent who gave birth to her and raised her. What does brother-in-law like about her? I I really can't figure it out!"

For this reason, she still shamed her in front of so many people, and thinking about the situation of concubine love at the dinner table, she would vomit overnight!

Mrs. Xining was speechless for a while, regardless of other things, with Pei Xuan's dignified status, no matter how arrogant his posture was, the uncle's mansion is now only a good-looking empty shell, and no one is an official in the court. Living with a false name is a world of difference from the prime minister's family.

Pei Xuan's attitude was within her expectations, but Pei Xuan's kindness to Cui Ti was beyond everyone's expectations.

The mother and daughter were silent at the same time, looking at each other in blank dismay, there was nothing they could do.

In the afternoon, the sun was high and the Chenxiang Courtyard was silent. Pei Xuan lay sideways on the high bed that Cui Ti had slept in before she got married, admiring the begonia sleeping in spring in front of the window.

She remembered that when she first met Cui Ti, she was sitting on the stone steps of the dilapidated tile-roofed house in the south courtyard. Thumping, afraid to take a second look.

Too calm, but not like a blind person, which made her feel depressed and depressed when she learned that the girl in the small courtyard was born with eye disease.

Cui Ti was sleepy with her chin propped up, she was blindfolded with pure white silk cloth, the wind blew her hair on her sideburns, her head tilted downwards, her lips were moist, the slits of her lips were slightly parted, and her lips were full. A relaxed appearance about to fall asleep after eating.

Pei Xuan suppressed a smile.

She seldom does voyeurism, but after marrying a wife, Cui Ti gave all her indecency to Cui Ti. Her lips moved silently, and she called out "Titi" with great interest. Ti, orange red, reminds me of the sun , also reminiscent of a round orange cat.

Why don't you come to bed and sleep together?

Puzzled, Pei Xuan carefully turned over on the bed, and the faint fragrance wafted from the bedding, which was very similar to the smell of Cui Ti.

If she realized something, perhaps in her wife's eyes, it would be embarrassing to share a bed with her new husband-in-law in the big bed before marriage.

Holding back her imagination, she raised her eyes again, Cui Ti nodded her chin again, Pei Xuan was thrown out of bed, and walked over on tiptoe: "My lady?"

Cui Ti didn't realize it.

She was dreaming, and in the dream, Pei Xuan helped her up in time before she fell, and he was affectionate, with love clearly hidden in his eyes, love. want to interweave...

"Miss?"

Pei Xuan yelled a few times but there was no response, his eyelashes blinked lightly, and his voice was exceptionally soft: "Lady, it's uncomfortable here, I'll take you back to bed to rest."

She was nervous for a moment, and passed her hands under Cui Ti's ribs, and a fresher and clearer fragrance lingered softly on the tip of her nose. itch.

Just like the feeling this person gave her, she was startled at first glance, but if she thought about it carefully, she could not bear the unbearable joy at the tip of her heart, and a numb and itchy throbbing.

Baitang carried the vase and walked towards the door. When he reached the door, he suddenly walked around to the window and took a look. It was a coincidence that he saw Pei Langjun buried in her girl's chest, stealing incense and jade. .

She blushed in embarrassment, and said alas from the bottom of her heart, she didn't want the vase anymore, she covered her face and ran away.

Pei Langjun looked at Sisiwenwen very serious, but he didn't expect it to be strange. Her girl looks thin, but she has everything she should have. Shameless, the serving master's face is as thin as a sheet of paper, she praised Lang Jun for being so beautiful, and she folded the most beautiful and delicate flowers in Xijing City.

"Xingguang..."

Cui Tichao. Waking up with a blushing face, she found herself nestled in her husband's arms, seeing the man through the thin silk cloth, and said shamefully, "What, what are you doing?"

"My lady, please keep your voice down."

Cui Ti shut up.

She was severely poisoned by white pigeons in her previous life. Although she was surprised by Pei Xuanhe's violent attack, she just woke up from that dream and didn't want to refuse.

Cui Ti bit her lip as her soft fingertips brushed across her chest, remembering Pei Xuan's instruction to "keep down".

Consciousness was dim, and when he noticed the movement of her chest, Pei Xuan blushed like fire, wrapped his hands around the slender waist, couldn't help swallowing, and used some force with his fingers to flick away the slutty bee.

There was a sudden pain, Cui Ti frowned and moaned.

The little bee couldn't offend the fierce and blushing Master Xiu Zhuan, so he flew out of the window with flapping wings and went to the back garden to collect nectar.

She couldn't see the bug that flew out of the window, but she only knew that her husband was probably drunk with his father.

"I, I didn't do it on purpose... Ma'am, how are you doing, ma'am?" Pei Xuan couldn't argue, and apologized blindly.

Cui Ti didn't blame her, she was taken to the bed with her arms around her neck.

Admittedly, this is a beautiful misunderstanding.

Seeing that she took it seriously, the embarrassment on Pei Xuan's face has not disappeared, the touch of his fingertips is not forgiving, looking down, her lady's face is drunk, and she is required to explain the previous misunderstanding in this situation. How can I open my mouth?

She really hated that nasty bee.

After a few breaths, she jumped out of bed with a fire in her arms, and closed the window very neatly.

The sound of the window closing made Cui Ti's chest tremble. In broad daylight, which window should be closed?

She was so ashamed that she turned her back, leaving only Manli's back to someone who was late.

Pei Xuan rubbed his nose, realized that her behavior was inappropriate, and suddenly couldn't laugh or cry, there was nothing to love in life, don't miss her as Bai Rixuan. Are you a lecherous pervert?

…

Baitang, who went back and forth, stared at the two closed windows, took a breath quietly, it's terrible, sir, is this lustful?

She ran away lightly holding the vase hidden by the flowers and trees.

Sure enough, she said, how could a normal man be able to bear seeing her girl? Not to mention taking off her clothes, just looking at her face should turn up.

It seems Lang

Jun's thing is still very useful, tsk tsk tsk, she teased Pei Xuan in her heart, the one who dares to do it in the daytime is the tough guy!

Calling the bell and walking towards the courtyard carrying the stewed chicken soup around the beam, he bumped into Baitang who was holding the vase with a wretched smile on his face. The bell said, "Why are you still holding this bottle? Your lord wants to use—"

"Langjiu is not in use right now, Mr. Lang and Mrs. Young are busy."

She winked at the bell, the bell didn't know what to think, her little face blushed, and she gave Baitang a gouging look: "Why are you so weird, don't be so stupid!"

"..."

The bell walked away shyly around the beam, and Bai Tang was scolded for no reason, not knowing why: "Where am I stupid? Am I not very smart?"

…

"Husband..."

Pei Xuan was in Wenrou Township, suffering deeply, thinking about it, lest Cui Ti misunderstand that she is really a hungry ghost, she said in a hoarse voice: "My lady, for my husband, I must be drunk."

It's harder than going to heaven for an elegant alcoholic who doesn't drink a thousand glasses to admit to being 'drunk and crazy'.

To do this for the sake of kissing Fangze, if those drinking friends who taught her knew how they would make fun of her.

Pei Xuan has been upright for eighteen years, and has a good reputation. He endured it and couldn't bear his wife's cry. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the wine bag on the bedside. , and drink well, reluctantly cut love to please her.

"My lady, would you like to taste the wine?"

Cui Ti knew that she spoke in a roundabout way and acted uprightly. An upright person would always be awkward on the bed. She thought it was good to be awkward. In order not to embarrass Pei Xuan too much, she nodded in response: "I think."

The cork popped open, and the aroma of the wine diffused out.

Pei Xuan herself couldn't figure out how she came to this point, she thought of the hooligan bee, frowned slightly, her eyes fell on Cui Ti's face, and she was glad that she couldn't see.

Otherwise it's not good to be scared.

When she was eight years old, she was stung by a bee and suffered for many days. Since then, she has been afraid of this small insect with wings that can sting people. Cui Ti is small, and she is also timid. As her husband, she should of.

The bold Pei Xuan raised his head and took a sip of the mellow wine, then lowered his head to feed it to the pitiful lady who was waiting for her.

The strong wine rolled on the tip of her tongue, and the unbearable intensity rubbed against her lips and teeth to digest it. Cui Ti accepted all the orders jerky, and took a sip of the wine into her throat, and the heat quickly came to her face.

This way of feeding wine is too frivolous, but no one is willing to tell the truth.

From Cui Ti's point of view, Pei Xuan took the initiative today, she couldn't refuse, she couldn't bear to refuse.

From Pei Xuan's point of view, things are different. Her wife needs her and wants her company.

"tasty?"

There was scorching spiciness in the softness, Cui Ti tasted wine for the first time in two lifetimes, her eyes were blurred, and she said "delicious" in a dizzy way.

She likes this kind of intimacy, and likes Pei Xingguang who is drunk.

Having such an intimate affair in the lady's boudoir before she got married, Pei Xuan felt itchy and touched her water-stained lips with his fingertips. It was soft, and a person who has always been a good drinker would feel like a fairy.

Her smile is light and elegant, just like the most handsome white pear blossom on the branch, her brows and eyes carry the spring breeze and drizzle, which wets Cui Ti's shy heart a little bit.

"Then do you want to?"

Cui Ti groaned twice, hugged her tightly, and was really drunk for a moment: "Husband, husband..."

She was so weak that she couldn't bear to be pressured, and she whispered softly to others, Pei Xuan's heart was warm, with that fiery charm. As soon as she disappeared, her love and affection prevailed, and she answered in her ear tirelessly: "You are here, lady, I am with you."!