"I noticed that you have been talking to yourself these past few days. Are you worried about your sister?"
Putting aside the part that goes against Yi Xiaotian's wishes, it is obviously a happy thing to be able to marry such a beautiful woman who is as beautiful as a flower and is obedient to him.
Maybe it's because no matter how cheerful the girls around them are, they still can't break away from the traditional framework. After all, we are all living in this era, and it is unrealistic to expect them to have such advanced thinking, but... this matter,
But it happened to Zhu Rongshuang.
Because she was exposed to barbarian culture that was separated from the mainstream environment since she was a child, because she accepted the teachings of another Han culture that had developed independently from the local culture of the Central Plains for nearly a thousand years, and because of various messy factors...
Yes, it's a mess. This is the most appropriate adjective that Yi Xiaotian can think of to describe Zhu Rongshuang's attitude towards feelings.
The unstructured thoughtfulness sometimes makes Yi Xiaotian stunned, and sometimes makes Yi Xiaotian flattered——
For example, how can a girl in this world get up in the middle of the night and sneak into your house without doing anything else just to fight mosquitoes?
For example, which girl would plant strawberries on your face in front of everyone because she is excited?
These are all things Zhu Rongshuang has done and done more than once.
There are many things that Yi Xiaotian himself enjoys quite a lot, but because of the opinions of others, he has to teach Zhu Rongshuang things that he can no longer do - at least some things can only be done at home.
"Ah um...yes, it is..."
Yi Xiaotian laughed, hiding the fact that he was actually thinking about her affairs.
Zhu Rongshuang did not become suspicious, but instead started to feel melancholy.
Of course, while sighing, she moved her waist towards Yi Xiaotian so naturally that she even bumped into Yi Xiaotian without even realizing it.
Yi Xiaotian was excited and looked at the beauty next to him with some embarrassment, and heard her muttering:
"I always feel that Patriarch Meng is not as tough as the rumors say...I'm worried that this might not be what my sister wants."
"..."
Sure enough, she is worried about Meng Huo, Yi Xiaotian thought...
But this is not surprising... After spending the past two days together, Meng Huo's image in front of the two of them was indeed different from the rumors.
To describe it, Meng Huo is more like a ball being kicked around by various respected old people in the clan.
Although the farce presented to Haute Couture is staged in name, it also hints at Meng Huo's situation at this time to some extent.
However, the current conflicts within the Meng clan have not intensified to the point where two or even three factions are separated. After all, as long as they have the same enemy, many so-called antagonisms will disappear.
"At least Patriarch Meng happily accepted our proposal - we told him about your sister's temperament, and since he thinks it's okay..."
"We can only believe him for the time being."
"That's right. Let's trust Patriarch Meng for now. Everything will be revealed when sister arrives tomorrow - so can we sleep in the same room tonight?"
"this……"
Sometimes, Zhu Rongshuang is like this, catching people off guard.
"Well, I've been a little overworked these days, so maybe I'm not too..."
"It doesn't matter. Our Zhu Rong family has a set of relaxation and activating methods specifically designed to help men relax. As a wife, it is only natural to help her husband relax - right?
It's a matter of course, that's what you said."
"This, I..."
Yi Xiaotian was once again forced into a corner by a beauty. Of course, this was not a shameful thing. There were only two of them in the yard. No one could see this scene except the moon in the sky...
The embarrassed Yi Xiaotian wanted to continue to shirk it - it was not that he was unwilling to accept Zhu Rongshuang. After spending so many days with her, Yi Xiaotian no longer had any grudges against her, and Zhu Rongshuang was very considerate most of the time...
But he still resisted sleeping with Zhu Rongshuang because of one thing.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu Yi Xiaotian, you have never let me enter your room since the last time you slept with me. You will kick people out just to swat mosquitoes for you. If you do this again,
I’m going to tell my sister about this!”
Seeing Yi Xiaotian shirk again, Zhu Rongshuang suddenly retracted his body, with a pair of tearful eyes, Lihua complained about Yi Xiaotian.
Yi Xiaotian was naturally unable to argue.
He can't say... He can't say that Zhu Rongshuang is not only strong in martial arts, but he can't resist his martial arts under the quilt, right?
This is about a man's face - even if no one else knows.
"Shuang'er, please listen to my explanation... It's not that I don't want to sleep with you, it's just that I haven't adjusted my energy these days. After I finish busy with your sister's marriage, I promise... I promise to sleep together... okay?
"
"Really?"
When Zhu Rongshuang heard what Yi Xiaotian said, she immediately burst into tears and smiled, biting her lips and asking secretly excitedly with a red face.
Yi Xiaotian was so intensely stared at by this look that he could only grit his teeth and nod in response:
"Really, I promise you... I really just... just cough cough... lack of exercise recently."
"Well, no wonder you were panting so much that day..."
"Stop talking...I beg you."
Yi Xiaotian just wanted to find a hole to crawl in, but he was no match for the innocent Zhu Rongshuang's soul torture.
Unexpectedly, Zhu Rongshuang was unconscious and just followed Yi Xiaotian's words to comfort him:
"Don't worry, I have plenty of ways to exercise. Why don't you just go with me?"
"..."
Looking at the other party's sweet smile, Yi Xiaotian suddenly felt that there seemed to be something terrible hidden under this smile.
I just hope that this is my illusion. Before going back to his room to rest, Yi Xiaotian muttered messily.
——
The next day, Zhu Ronghuan arrived as promised.
The battle was as grand as when she went to Zhu Di.
That's not all this time - because it was his younger sister who was getting married, Duo Si, as the older brother, naturally had to put on a disguise for his aunt who was far away in his hometown in Wuxi. At least on the cards, he wanted to maintain his image as a king.
Therefore, in comparison, Meng Huo's "bridal welcoming" team seemed a bit shabby.
The only person supporting the scene was probably Meng Huo - he stood alone at the front of the team, with his arms folded, exuding a completely different aura of chillingness than before.
Yi Xiaotian, who was watching, immediately felt the difference in Meng Huo, so he whispered to Zhu Rongshuang beside him:
"Watch quietly later and don't interrupt them midway. We are not the protagonists today."
"Uh...oh!"
Zhu Rongshuang just nodded and didn't say much. This may also be an advantage, because he knew that Yi Xiaotian had a better mind, so he never caused trouble to Yi Xiaotian.
