The next morning.
Zhao Xiaoyu opened her eyes, and the heavy weight on her waist made her wake up instantly - Xiao Lei's arm was across her waist, warm and strong.
She shifted slightly, and a strange pain immediately spread from the base of her legs to her entire body. The absurd images of last night flooded back to her, making her ears burn. This person looked at Si, why did he just...
"Awake?" A sleepy voice echoed beside her. Xiao Lei had sat up without her noticing, his hair hanging down, a soft brown in the morning light. His fingertips brushed against a red mark on her collarbone, a satisfied smile in his eyes. "Does it still hurt?"
Zhao Xiaoyu slapped his hand away and pulled the quilt to wrap herself, "What do you think?" Her voice was three points softer than usual and had no deterrent effect at all.
Xiao Lei chuckled softly and suddenly picked up the man and the blanket, "I, your husband, apologize to you."
Zhao Xiaoyu shuddered and got goosebumps all over her body.
"Xiao Lei, can you be more normal? Look at the goose bumps on my arms. If you keep doing this, go sleep next door tonight."
Xiao Lei: ...
"Don't they say women like men to do this?"
"Just talk like you normally do, don't slur your words." He acts like a pervert, he's sick.
"Okay, it's kind of uncomfortable for me to pretend."
"Who told you women like this tune?"
"Zhao Jianwu."
The village chief's son?
"You're still asking him that?"
Xiao Lei touched his nose and said, "I didn't ask him on purpose. He came to me and told me that I had no experience, so I learned a lot and asked a few more questions."
"How dare you believe what he said? Didn't you see how the village chief always scolds him?"
"I thought he knew a lot about this." He thought women liked guys like him, who were funnier and less rigid than him.
Jianwu said he was dull and tasteless, and that women liked to eat flavorful things, and the same was true for people. He felt that this made sense, but he didn't expect to be so clumsy.
"Wife, I was wrong. From now on, I will learn whatever you like, okay?"
"Be yourself, Xiao Lei, you don't need to learn to please anyone." Zhao Xiaoyu said seriously.
Is this person very insecure?
Xiao Lei suddenly felt a pang of pain in his chest, and his eyes were also sore. "Let's get up. We need to serve tea to our parents."
"Well, get up."
Zhao Xiaoyu didn't feel as fragile as others said, unable to walk. She just felt a little sore in her thighs, and the friction when she walked was not very comfortable.
After washing up, I went to the dining room, "Good morning, Mom and Dad!"
"Good morning." Song didn't feel like asking her daughter how she was doing last night. Did she sleep well?
Anyway, she slept very uneasily, with someone sighing next to her ear and tossing and turning over.
Zhao Dashu sat in the main seat with dark circles under his eyes.
"Dad, didn't you sleep last night?"
"No."
The little cotton-padded jacket belonged to someone else now. Time passed so quickly that he was not yet prepared.
Zhao Xiaoyu smiled and put a red date cake into Zhao Dashu's bowl. "My wedding has worried Dad these days. Come inside and lie down after dinner."
Still has a conscience.
After the meal, the two knelt in front of Zhao Dashu and Song, "Dad and Mom, please have some tea."
"Well, I won't say much else. You can just live your life from now on."
"Me too, you guys are just me and your dad."
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