Chapter 52: Meet Little Father, I Watch You Wear
After explaining everything to Shi Qi, Fang Zhiyue took the wedding dress and went to find Fang Zhiyue.
She pushed open the door and walked in.
I saw him sitting on the couch, sorting the ball of yarn in his hand.
Si Yao approached with a gentle look in her eyes, and said with a smile, "Little Father, have you finished embroidering the red veil? You have worked hard these past few days."
Hear her voice.
Fang Zhiyue raised his head.
When he met her smiling eyes, he looked away uncomfortably.
When Fang Zhiyue thought that he would marry Yao Jie'er in three days, he always felt like he was dreaming and everything was unreal.
His eyes fell on the box in her hand, and he spoke slowly, "...Why did you take so long? Did anything happen?"
Fang Zhiyue just asked casually.
He didn't notice the strange look that flashed across Si Yao's face.
She didn't tell Fang Zhiyue that the wedding dress was brought from the eldest prince's mansion.
He only said, "I encountered some problems along the way and was delayed for a while. The wedding dress has been altered. Please try it on again. If there is still any place that doesn't fit, I will go find the shopkeeper."
Si Yao placed the wedding dress in her hand in front of him.
Fang Zhiyue met her dark and calm eyes and slowly stood up.
He walked towards the bathroom holding the wedding dress, "I'll go change into it now..."
Unexpectedly, as soon as he took a step, Si Yao grabbed his arm.
She looked at him with deep eyes, "Right here. I'll watch you change."
Fang Zhiyue: “…”
He glanced out the window at the bright sunshine.
I felt a little awkward, "Yao, Yao Jie'er, this, this is not good."
"Little Father, do you want me to do it myself?"
Si Yao continued slowly, the light in his eyes becoming darker.
Fang Zhiyue looked at her like this.
Not daring to say anything else, his hands immediately started moving.
Now that spring is in full swing, we have already taken off our thick winter clothes.
Fang Zhiyue was wearing a green spring shirt.
He slowly hooked the belt around his waist and gently pulled it open while biting his lip.
The long gown immediately loosened, revealing the flawless white undergarment underneath.
Si Yao sat on the couch, staring at his movements with half-closed eyes.
Suddenly, he hooked his finger and said, "Come here..."
"Haruka, Sister Haruka..."
Fang Zhiyue felt a little scared when he met her eyes full of undercurrents.
His pupils trembled slightly, making people want to bully him even more.
Si Yao emphasized his tone and repeated: "Little father, come here——"
Fang Zhiyue felt the danger implied in her words.
I could only walk up to her slowly.
As soon as he stood firmly on his heels, she pulled him into her arms and threw him onto her lap.
Si Yao hooked her slender fingers and tore off his spring shirt.
Then she touched the belt around his waist and slowly untied it, revealing the underwear underneath...
Fang Zhiyue sat on her lap in shame.
The naked skin exposed to the sun gradually became covered with a light pink.
He hunched his shoulders and tried to avoid it.
But the big hand around his waist held him tightly, not allowing him to move at all.
Fang Zhiyue couldn't stand this torture any longer and couldn't help but beg for mercy: "Sister Yao..."
"What's wrong, little father?"
Si Yao pinched his little face and caressed it lovingly twice.
Her voice was soft, "Why do you look like you're about to cry? I didn't bully you. Why are you crying?"
She feigned confusion, staring at Fang Zhiyue's reaction as if she were teasing a kitten.
Fang Zhiyue blinked pitifully, his voice weak: "I, I want to put on some clothes."
"What's the rush?"
Si Yao continued slowly.
Finally, she took the wedding dress beside her and said with a smile, "How can I wear it if I don't take off all the clothes on my father?"
She slowly put on his wedding gown.
The beads hanging on her wedding dress made a series of tiny clashing sounds as she moved.
Fang Zhiyue was like a rag doll, cooperating with her obediently.
Stretch your arms when you are told to, and lift your legs when you are told to.
Si Yao felt itchy and his breathing became heavier.
Little father always hooks her like this...
She finally couldn't bear it anymore.
After completing the last step, she turned around and pressed him onto the soft couch behind her.
The wedding dress was as red as fire, and the boy's eyes widened slightly as if he was frightened. His long, black and smooth hair was scattered around the wedding dress in a messy manner, making his fair and rosy face look even more handsome.
Si Yao swallowed hard, leaned over and placed a kiss on the corner of his lips. But her eyes were as deep as the abyss, as if something terrible was about to come out.
This restrained yet crazy look.
It really made Fang Zhiyue tremble with fear.
He didn't dare to move, and whispered in a trembling voice, "Yao, Yao Jie'er, calm down. In three days, we will be married."
This was the first time he took the initiative to mention their marriage.
Si Yao's eyes became gentler.
She stretched out her hand and placed it on his little face, holding it gently: "Don't worry, little father, I won't do anything messy before we get married."
"Then, then get up..."
Fang Zhiyue urged in a low voice.
Si Yao raised an eyebrow.
Seeing his worried look, she propped herself up with her arms and got up from him.
She laughed: "Now you can finally feel relieved, right?"
Fang Zhiyue got up from the couch in a hurry.
Before he could get away.
Si Yao then put his arm around her waist and sat her on his lap.
His heart immediately tightened, "You said you wouldn't mess around!"
"I just wanted to talk to my little father about something else."
Seeing his distrustful look.
Si Yao felt a little unhappy in his heart.
But looking at his wedding gown and thinking of their wedding day in three days, she didn't show it.
He just continued, "Tomorrow I will send you to Hu's shop. I have already arranged with the owner there that you will get married there. Before the wedding, the bride and groom cannot see each other, otherwise it will be unlucky. So I'm afraid you won't be able to see me for the next few days."
Fang Zhiyue was stunned.
When he came to his senses, he asked her, "Sister Yao, when did you discuss this with Manager Wang? When did you two become so familiar with each other?"
It would have been fine if I hadn't thought about it too much, but when I thought about it carefully, I realized that something was a little strange.
To be honest, he felt something strange when he went to Jiayifang to order his wedding clothes that day.
The Jiayifang was a very famous clothing store in the capital. All those who bought clothes there were the young men of prominent families in the capital who came from official families.
Where did Sister Yao get the money to buy this wedding dress?
This wedding dress is so exquisitely made and made of top quality fabric, so it must be very expensive.
He unknowingly asked the question in his heart, "Sister Yao, there is something I have wanted to ask you for a long time. Are you hiding something from me?"
Fang Zhiyue blinked his clear eyes and looked at her.
"There is one thing—"
Si Yao was silent for a moment, then spoke slowly.
But she didn't continue.
She only said, "I'll tell my father on the day we get married."
After hearing this, Fang Zhiyue did not ask any further questions.
Knowing that she had said so, there was no point in asking her.
He nodded.
*
The next day, Si Yao sent Fang Zhiyue to Hu's shop.
After the two left home.
Someone then passed the news to the eldest prince's mansion.
After hearing the guard's report, Prince Chenghua led his men out of the mansion.
He had been sending people to secretly monitor Si Yao's movements.
Knowing that she had a servant who was skilled in martial arts, he had always been troubled by the fact that he had no chance to get close to the vulgar boy whom she had hidden in her house.
Unexpectedly, he found the opportunity today.
A faint light flashed in Chenghua Junzi's eyes.
At Hu's shop, after Fang Zhiyue and Si Yao separated, they went up to the private room on the second floor.
The second floor was private territory. Except for Steward Wang, no one else was allowed to approach without permission.
The private room had obviously been cleaned up in advance, and all the necessary items were available, making it a perfect boudoir for a young man.
Fang Zhiyue was a little surprised when he came in.
When he asked the person in charge, Manager Wang only told him that it was the order of the boss.
Knowing that the young master was coming to stay for two days, of course he wanted to make sure he felt safe and comfortable.
Once again, I heard the title of Big Boss from her mouth.
Fang Zhiyue became more and more curious. What kind of person is this boss?
She seemed to treat him with extra care.
He was sitting on a stool, lost in thought.
At this moment, a voice suddenly called out from outside the door: "Young Master, there is a young man downstairs who wants to see you. He said he is from Qinghe County and his last name is Yan."
strict……
Fang Zhiyue was a little surprised.
He only knew one young man named Yan.
"Okay, I'll go down now."
Fang Zhiyue stood up, straightened his clothes and went downstairs.
When he saw Yan An, he was a little surprised: "Master Yan, why are you here?"
"Uncle Fang——"
Yan An smiled at him, very gently and kindly: "Just now, I saw you and A Yao from a distance and was a little hesitant to recognize you. I didn't expect it was really you. It's been a long time since we last met."
He stepped forward and took his hand.
It was like meeting a relative I hadn't seen in a long time. "I haven't congratulated Uncle Fang and A Yao on becoming the new top scholar yet. It's a rare opportunity to meet you today, so I have to treat Uncle Fang to a meal at a nearby restaurant."
As he spoke, he turned sideways and pointed to the Yunshan Restaurant not far from Hu's shop.
Without waiting for Fang Zhiyue to refuse, he continued, "Uncle Fang, you can't refuse my kindness. I used to stay at your house for dinner every day, so now it's my turn to treat you. Let's go, Uncle Fang, it's almost noon now."
He is so passionate.
Fang Zhiyue was too embarrassed to refuse again.
After saying something to Manager Wang, he followed him towards the Yunshan Restaurant not far away.
The two had just entered the restaurant.
Unexpectedly, I bumped into someone head-on.
Yan An called out in surprise: "Master Chenghua, why are you here?"
He pulled Fang Zhiyue and saluted quickly.
Cheng Huajun feigned surprise and said, "Second Master Yan, what a coincidence! Who is this?"
His gaze naturally fell on Fang Zhiyue.
Yan An immediately introduced the sound.
After hearing this, Cheng Huajunzi's eyes deepened.
Then he smiled and said, "Since meeting is fate, let me treat you two today."
He quickly booked a private room and took the two of them upstairs.
Fang Zhiyue followed somewhat stiffly.
After sitting in the private room, I felt more and more uneasy.
I always feel like something is weird.
"Yes, I'm sorry, I suddenly remembered that I had something else to do, so I'll go back first."
Fang Zhiyue stood up and wanted to leave.
When I walked to the door, I found that the door of the private room was locked.
He turned his head to look at the two people sitting at the table, but found that Yan An, who was there just now, had also disappeared, leaving only the young man called Cheng Huajunzi still sitting there.
He slowly raised his eyes and looked over. "Don't worry, I won't do anything to you. I just want to talk to you. I'll let you go after I'm done."
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