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Chapter 314

He didn't know how long he had been waiting, but Fu Youan only heard the door to the room being pushed open again, footsteps getting closer and closer, and then a pair of shoes stopped in front of him.

The scarf on his head was lifted open, and the light suddenly reappeared.

Fu Youan subconsciously raised his eyes and was stunned by the appearance of the person in front of him.

She was wearing bright red clothes, which made her skin fairer and fairer. Her slightly narrow eyebrows held a charming look, and her lips were not greasy but bright red. She was smiling lightly, like a fairy standing in front of him in a painting.

"Are you satisfied with your wife's face?"

Shen Jiao waved her fingers in front of Fu You'an's somewhat distracted eyes, and she couldn't help but marvel in her heart.

No wonder Fu Qinghui is jealous of this face.

Looking at it from a distance, it is as bright as the sun rising as the morning glow; looking at it from a closer look, it is as bright as a flower rising out of Lubo, with soft brows and beautiful lines.

If you put this face in modern times, you would need insurance.

"Full, satisfied."

Fu Youan responded softly, his eyes too shy to look at Shen Jiao.

Shen Jiao even slightly lifted his chin and stared at him with a smile, "The bright moon shines brightly, husband, you really win my heart~"

Fu Youan's face was not only red at this time, but was even starting to get hot.

"Wife, wife's master."

He never expected that his wife would praise him so much.

By this time, Fu You'an had vaguely realized that his wife's nature might, maybe, be a little bit teasing.

"Um."

Shen Jiao responded softly, leading Fu Youan to the dressing mirror, reaching out and gently stroking the familiar jade hairpin on his head, "This hairpin matches my husband very well."

She took off Fu Youan's headgear, combed his long, silky hair, took off all the makeup on his face, and said softly: "Thank you for your hard work today, husband."

"It's not hard."

"Eat first and settle in early today."

When this matter was mentioned, Fu Youan's originally calm mood became a little uncontrollable. Perhaps he thought of the picture book that Fu's father had given him last night and asked him to study it carefully, and he did not dare to raise his eyes.

He felt shy, embarrassed, and vaguely expectant.

But when he actually lay on the bed, Shen Jiao just hugged him and did nothing, and he felt a little at a loss.

He, he can't take the initiative to seek pleasure from his wife, right?

He still wants to be embarrassed!

"What do you do at home on weekdays?"

Seeing his face turning blue and white, Shen Jiao couldn't guess why, so she mentioned another thing.

"On weekdays at home... I learned a few words and some rules from my father. In my free time, I do embroidery and make some food."

Fu Youan lowered his eyes and responded.

The servants in the mansion were deducting a lot of money, so he would occasionally sneak out with his father through the back door and sell some embroidered handkerchiefs, sachets and the like in exchange for some copper plates.

This is how we can survive.

Shen Jiao raised her hand and rubbed his head, "Isn't it difficult to live in the Fu family?"

"……good."

After all, you can survive.

Shen Jiao chuckled, "Can you be a housekeeper?"

Fu Youan hesitated for a while, bit his lip and shook his head slightly, "Not very good. My father-in-law once said that this is not something a concubine should learn. I...I learned a little from my father, and I am not very familiar with it."

The concubine of a merchant family was usually given away for marriage.

Since the status of a businessman is not high, and the status of a concubine is even lower, it is fine if he marries an ordinary person. If he is married, he is not qualified to be the husband of the family and can only be a minor servant.

As a servant, you only need to serve your wife well, so why should you learn to be a housekeeper?

So Fu Youan feels that he is really lucky.

Although this marriage is not wanted by the chosen brother, but... he is still a serious husband, not to mention the wife... is also quite nice.

There's really nothing to fault.

He was just worried that if he couldn't manage the house, his wife would think he was a bit useless.

"It doesn't matter."

Shen Jiao patted his shoulder and back, "I'll teach you later."

After chatting for a while, seeing that it was getting late outside, Shen Jiao pulled the quilt and said, "Go to sleep."

Fu Youan opened his mouth slightly, then tightened it again. It took a long time before he responded in a low voice, "Yeah."

There was some obvious grievance in his voice.

Shen Jiao closed her eyes and pulled the man into her arms, putting one hand on his waist and abdomen, "You are only fourteen. He is too young. He will have to be raised for another two years. Be good, my wife is also doing it for your health."

Fourteen years old, still just a child!

If she really took action, she would be a beast.

What's more, she is only sixteen herself, what can she do at such an old age?

This means that in ancient times, as well as in modern times, you have to sit through the bottom of the prison!

Fu Youan felt a little relieved after hearing this. He gently tugged on Shen Jiao's clothes with one hand and said shyly, "Then it's up to the wife."

So good~

Shen Jiao couldn't help but sigh.

In this world, she is so amazing!

The candlelight danced slightly in the room. The two slept in each other's arms, and their overlapping breathing gradually became the same frequency, until the sky lit up outside.

Fu Youan rarely had a peaceful sleep.

When he woke up and looked at the red wedding room, he realized that he was her husband. Looking at the young man coming in, he asked: "Where is the wife?"

"Miss me?"

Shen Jiao walked in and saw Fu Youan looking a little uncomfortable, so she couldn't help but laugh, "Did you sleep well yesterday?"

"okay."

Fu Youan responded and quickly changed his clothes.

Shen Jiao first went to the ancestral hall to pay homage to her parents' tablets, and then went to have breakfast. Shen Jiao had nothing to do, so Shen Jiao taught Fu Youan how to read.

"Will it delay my wife's studies?"

Fu Youan asked with some worry. After all, the provincial examination was coming soon and other students were shutting themselves up at home to study and review. He, the wife, still had time to teach him.

He looks really lazy.

Shen Jiao flicked his forehead, covered his hand and led him to write, while saying slowly: "No, others are just temporary arrangements, your wife and I don't need it."

His wife... is so confident.

Fu Youan curled his lips helplessly, "I believe in the wife."

"How about you make a bet with me?"

"What bet?"

"If I fail the exam, I will take my husband to the party. If I pass the exam, my husband will..."

As Shen Jiao spoke, she bent over and whispered in his ear, "How about you obediently take the initiative to kiss me?"

Fu Youan's eyes widened slightly when he heard this, "Master Wife!"

Why is the wife so unruly~

His eyes seemed to be filled with embarrassment, and he glared at Shen Jiao, "How can any wife be like this?"

"Then you should or shouldn't?"

Fu Youan glanced at Shen Jiao again, and then nodded slightly, "Then if I win, my wife will help me win a rabbit lantern."

"Okay~"

Shen Jiao responded in a very doting tone.

It had only been two days since she got married, and she had only indulged her for two days, and Fu Youan dared to make requests to her. It seemed that she was very successful in raising a husband!

While the two were talking, a drop of ink fell on the paper along the tip of the pen.

Shen Jiao raised her pen and made a few strokes, and a flower appeared on the paper, "Giving it to my husband, I hope that my husband will like it."


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