Shadow Bride

His lower abdomen was commotion, and one palm supported her petite hip, pushing her against the edge of the bath.

The moonlight scaly scales sprinkled on the water, the fragrance of flowers lingered, and her white and greasy body was forced to cling to him in the water vapor. Her slightly undulating chest and wet eyes looked like an innocent deer driven into desperation by a hunter.

He couldn't help but bow his head and kiss her.

Her soft lips exuded the fragrance of flowers, as sweet and moving as usual.

She weakly pressed a soft hand against his chest: "Lu Shifeng..."

He kissed her again, spreading her legs further apart, and easily entered with the power of the water.

The feeling of electric power made her tremble. She tried to push him away in vain, but he easily grabbed her hand. He pushed down into the deepest part of her body, causing her to make a fragmented sound uncontrollably, and even her head was forced to raise her head under his strong impact. The blue silk was half scattered under the sparkling moonlight, and she dazzledly covered the water.

"Xing Yu..." He had a hoarse voice and murmured her name, "You are such a fairy..."

She didn't know if she was a fairy, but she knew that the man was a beast, a demon, and she had been tossed by him in the bath that night, and when she woke up the next day, she felt like she was about to break off.

Outside the window, the sun was shining and the sun was three poles.

And Lu Shifeng was no longer in the bedroom.

In the six months of marriage, Su Xingyu has long been accustomed to the fact that after each lingering he goes to work vigorously, and she can't get out of bed for a long time while groaning, this beast's physical strength somehow is so good, it's really... annoying. !

Su Xingyu slowly climbed out of the bed while holding on to her sore waist, washing herself.

Pushing open the bedroom door, seeing the maid Yan Ruoxi waiting outside, she quickly bowed her head and saluted: "Hello young lady, the old lady sent someone to tell her this morning, when you wake up, go to Rong'antang to speak with her."

"This morning?!" Su Xingyu glanced at the wall clock, it was 12 noon!

Yan Ruoxi lowered his head: "Yes, I wanted to wake you up, but the old lady sent aunt Zhen said, the old lady has ordered, if you are still asleep, don't wake you up, wait for yourself It's not too late to find her when you wake up."

Su Xingyu blushed bashfully. This is the old house, not her and Lu Shifeng's small home. How many people stared at the new daughter-in-law when she came in for the first time? I'm afraid the whole Lu family knows this when she sleeps! As for the reason for getting up late... She doesn't believe that the Lu family, who are very gossiping at a glance, will think about it!

Thinking of the absurdity of last night, she felt ashamed to see people.

However, Yan Ruoxi asked, "Madam, did you have lunch before going there, or do you go now?"

"Go now!" Su Xingyu said without even thinking about it. It's embarrassing enough to sleep at this time. If you eat lunch for another half an hour and an hour, doesn't it appear that she wakes up later?

She changed clothes as quickly as possible, put on a light makeup, and hurried to the old lady's residence.

The old lady was stretching an embroidery frame under a vine, embroidering flowers stitch by stitch. Ling Luo on the embroidery shelf reflects a beautiful luster in the sun, and the colorful silk threads are spread out all over the place, just like a colorful river. And the old lady, dressed in a plain gown, with an elegant needle-threaded posture, An Xian, a classic lady.

Su Xingyu stood by the Weeping Flower Gate, looking a little dazed, no wonder her grandpa liked her so much, she was really beautiful.

The old lady took care of embroidering a branch of leaves, then raised her eyes to look at her: "Xing Yu is here? Come and sit down."

Aunt Zhen, who was waiting on her side, bent over to make a stool for Su Xingyu.

Su Xingyu sat down and cried out, "Good morning, grandma."

"Okay." The old lady twisted the silk thread in one hand, and smiled at the corners of her wrinkled eyes. "You got up? Did you sleep well last night?"

Su Xingyu's face turned red again after brushing it, and said, "I, I'm fine. I didn't know you sent someone to call this morning. I was too unfilial to come here until this time."

The old lady looked at her lovingly, and smiled again: "I am an old lady. I am boring. What does it matter if you come a little earlier and later? It is serious to live with Shi Feng. I can rest assured that seeing you have a good relationship. ."

Su Xingyu blushed and lowered his head not to look at her.

Aunt Zhen joked: "The old lady is really true. Young ladies come in, and you are thin-skinned. You always say something is wrong." She is the old lady who is waiting for her. She is not so much a servant, as it is. Old sister, speaking without restraint.

The old lady laughed again and changed the subject: "It's my old fellow who is wrong. Xingyu, have you eaten lunch?"

Su Xingyu quickly said, "I have eaten it."

How dare she say she didn't eat it! It's too embarrassing to sleep till this time, oh oh oh...

Lu Shifeng is to blame! Don't be restrained in the old house! He is shameless and she wants it!

She burst into tears in her heart, and desperately poking at Lu Shifeng's grass man, she heard the old lady say again: "Does it look like you have eaten it? Don't lie to me, this old woman, tell you, my eyes are poisonous." Turning around and telling Aunt Zhen, "Go, give Xing Yu a bowl of the white fungus bird's nest soup that was simmered only at noon."

Su Xingyu burst into tears again, and said quietly, "Thank you, grandma."

After a while, the bird's nest soup was delivered, and Su Xingyu used a spoon to dig and eat, watching the old lady continue embroidering while eating. The old lady asked her while embroidering, "Is Shi Feng okay with you?"

"It's fine." She replied quickly.

The old lady said: "Really? If he treats you badly, you can tell grandma, and grandma will make the decision for you."

Su Xingyu was very moved, but even if he had great resentment towards Lu Shifeng, he didn't dare to really sue him. After all, with that man's tough temper, it is still two different things to persuade him. What if he irritates him, he turns around to clean her up?

He is a bully bastard!

The old lady glanced at her: "I understand Shi Feng's temperament. He doesn't know how to hurt people. He has a stinky and hard temper."

Su Xingyu nodded madly in her heart, and she wanted to jump up and shout that Grandma, you are really a bosom friend, but she didn't dare, so she said weakly: "Also...okay..."

The old lady looked at her carefully, and shook her head after a moment: "Well, marrying in is fate. A woman has to admit her fate."

Su Xingyu heard her tone of voice sinking slightly, and she couldn't help but think of the tea garden fire that happened many years ago. She and her beloved have never missed it. Maybe the old lady has always been sorrowful all her life?

Su Xingyu felt that since he was here to chat with the old lady, he shouldn't talk about such heavy topics to make people unhappy. She smiled and changed the subject, pointed to the half-embroidered silk satin and asked the old lady: "What is grandma embroidering?"

"Wedding dress," the old lady said, holding a red silk thread through a blooming camellia, "for you."