I'm fighting with my boyfriend every day

Now it was my turn to stand up abruptly.

I wasn't in the mood to watch Wan Qi's show, and strode towards the stream.

The creek is full of veins, and Qin Shaoxia can jump over it with only half a breath.

But what was the point of standing beside him now.What else can I say besides those repeated polite words, what else can he do besides patting me on the shoulder?

In the end, I stopped, and when the soles of my feet got wet, I had already stepped into the water.

People's eyes seem to have weight, Shen Zhiwei was stared at me closely, finally regained consciousness, and looked towards the other side of the stream.

He clasped his hands and said something to me.The singing and dancing were noisy, I didn't hear a word, but the people around him also looked at me and raised their glasses to congratulate me with him.

This plot doesn't seem quite right, I'm paying homage here, and it's fine if he doesn't vomit blood and burn manuscripts there, why is he really smiling and following along?

I wanted to pay back, but seeing that my hand was empty, I hurriedly turned to look for the wine glass.But where is there, fortunately Wan Qi's concubine Ji is still holding the wine plate.Wan Qi was still teasing Ying Changfeng for some reason, the two concubines covered their mouths and laughed, and I didn't even notice that I took the cups and pots from the plate.

I rushed to the crowd on the opposite side of the stream to light up the full cup and drank it dry in one gulp.

The wine in Wan Qi's neurotic pot is actually his own, it is much stronger than the wedding wine, it is the kind of wine that will go in with red knives and come out with white knives after drinking, and will never return after singing.

I wiped away the tears from the heat, and dimly saw Shen Zhiwei pouring a second cup.He finally took two steps away from the crowd, and drank this glass of wine with me alone.

He still has a limp.

There was a two-palm-long scar on Shen Zhiwei's thigh. The arrow that hit him outside the Parrot Gorge was not a penetrating wound, but penetrated obliquely into the bone.On the day of his injury, he was so bloody that he couldn't see clearly, and I didn't have a chance to take off his pants after he came back. I didn't know why he had been limping for so long until the night of the bridal chamber.

I touched the long scar that looked like a centipede, and sighed, "You're not bad luck. If the arrow hits a little higher, wouldn't you be a father-in-law?"

Shen Shi smiled lewdly and said: "Brother Qin is not bad luck, if this arrow is really a little higher, you will lose a lot of good fortune in the future?"

I pretended not to understand.

But even if it was a scar, it wouldn't be ugly on Shen Shiwei's body.

The newborn tender meat was so smooth that I couldn't feel it with my hands, so I couldn't help but lean down and rub it with my lips.

He didn't know if it was pain or itching, he straightened his toes, and stopped, "Hey...!" He stretched out his hand to hold my face up.

But I didn't stop, turned my head, and kissed his palm.

Shen Zhiwei watched me finish the second cup, then poured the third cup for himself, and motioned for me to fill it up too.

Maybe it's just the flickering of the lamp, and the hills and shallow ravines were illuminated between his brows.

It shouldn't be, this wedding wine is so light, why do you need to frown to drink it?

That night, although we were cautious, he still let out a long hiss when we broke the bottom line.

I asked, "Does it hurt?" I hurriedly touched the center of his brow, trying to smooth the little hill that endured the pain.

But this is nonsense, even I hurt, how can he not hurt?

But he smiled viciously, hooked my waist, and pulled me deeper towards him.

This moment is really happy, not only doing romantic things with lovers, but also doing the things that the people who imprisoned us in this new house do not want to see.

What hurt more was the first few times I moved.

After a while of hard work, he broke into a thin sweat, and even the corners of his eyes were stained a little.Rounding it up is [-] million, and this little moisture seems to be considered tears.

We once joked that one day I would cry him to sleep.But now I am not proud at all, I just feel that my heart is about to be crushed.

It hurts him as well as myself.

It's such a useless moment that we have to use this method to show a little resistance.

Third glass of wine.

Lao Tzu slammed the cup down, waded through the water in full view of everyone, wrapped his arms around his waist, and gave him a long kiss in the style of old Hollywood movies.Shen Shiwei's startled eyes widened, but in the end he firmly hugged my neck.Then we beat up friends and relatives who came to stop us, and hopped on a bus to the tune of Scarborough Fair.He and I sat in the last row without saying a word. Under the surprised eyes of the passengers in the car, we drove to a place without Shen Xiaoxuan and Chen Fang.

Third glass of wine.

I gave a wry smile and drank it dry.

The taste of Wanqi's wine is really strange, sour and astringent, it's the worst wine I've ever drunk in my life.

Shen Zhiwei poured the cup back to show that there was not a single drop left.Then he pointed to the moon in the sky, shook his head, and pointed to my new house.

I pretended not to understand, and turned my head to look behind me.Ying Changfeng left at some point, and Wan Qi was lying on the red felt, looking at the moon with a silly grin.

The sound of the wind whizzed towards the back of my head, I caught it with my backhand, and turned around angrily.Shen Shiwei threw something lazily up and down, if I don't move, it seems that he will hit me with another hidden weapon.

I looked into my palm, but saw it was a red date.

Just like the one that rolled all over the bed that night, I chewed it up and delivered it to the tip of his tongue.

Shen Shiwei turned his head towards the new house again.

I smiled and threw the jujube into my mouth to suppress the smell of wine.

Life says he's going to slap you in the face.And you can neither slap the face with a backhand, nor lie down and cry.what should you do.

I straightened my back, spat the date stone on the ground, and headed towards the bridal chamber amidst the booing all the way.

Now you have to stand up straight and go at attention to be beaten.

Outside the bridal chamber were guarding several maidservants brought by Ying Xiaolu, who seemed to be her former female soldiers, but now none of them dared to look up at the new uncle, and I couldn't see clearly either.

Ying Xiaolu was sitting at the table with the wedding rings.She was in a better mood than I imagined. She had already removed her phoenix crown, and there were still a few pieces of jewelry on her jet-black hair. Seeing me looking at her head, she explained embarrassedly: "It's so heavy..."

This girl is my wife on the surface, but my ally in the dark. Although I can't count the red envelopes together, I can say something heart-to-heart.I sat down across the table and was going to start with: "Have you had dinner yet?" But somehow it changed when I said it.

I said, "I know you like Mr. Wen..."

Xiaolu's eyes widened: "You, you, how do you know!" Suddenly realizing that she had missed something, she hurriedly covered her mouth again.

I couldn't laugh or cry: "Is there anyone else who doesn't know?"

Her eyes widened, her face was even redder than Jifu, she squatted down and hid her face between her arms.

I waited for a while, and seeing that she refused to stand up, I had no choice but to squat down like a dog talking: "Mr. Wen also..."

She lowered her head, and after a long time, a cry escaped from her nasal cavity: "You, you, don't ask me such things!"

It is not easy to fall in love freely in this era. If Wen Ke wanted to, he should have come to propose marriage long ago.I tried my best to think back to the fate last year in Guiyun City. When Wen Ke watched Ying Xiaolu run out for him with a grievance, whether there was a trace of tenderness in his eyes.

Ying Xiaolu sneaked out one eye to look at me from the crook of her arm: "I didn't even mention my brother."

She usually speaks faster than her brain, but now she stutters.

I resisted the urge to imitate her, and said helplessly: "We are a fake couple, you know it too, tell me the truth, so I can plan what to do next."

Ying Xiaolu's big eyes rolled around a few times, and she still didn't speak, but her black eyes were like fish kept in a pool of smiles, every time she glanced at me, she flicked my tail in a shy and secretly happy water bead.

It seems that nine times out of ten there is something going on.

I smiled and asked, "Did Mr. Wen say something to you these days..."

She buried her face back again, and waited until the tips of her ears were red when she exposed it, and said falteringly: "I, I've already said it, don't ask me about such things!"

Not everyone is as shameless as me and Shen Zhiwei. The ancients privately gave a token to guarantee life. How can I really force her to tell me the details of her relationship.But if Wen Ke is also interested in Ying Xiaolu, he is my natural ally, and the escape route will be much wider.

A big stone fell from my heart, I sat back on my seat, and poured myself a cup of cold tea.

Sister Xiaolu squatted for a while, finally got over her strength, and got up embarrassingly.After being embarrassed for a while, she asked cautiously, "Does Senior Brother Qin have someone in mind?"

I was afraid that she might misunderstand, so I hurriedly said, "Yes, yes."

Sister Xiaolu's eyes lit up: "Which family's lady? Do I know her?" She couldn't forget the gossip at this moment, and she really seemed to be healing her wounds.As soon as she finished asking, she suddenly became annoyed again: "She must hate me to death, and she must also hate you. If I broke Senior Brother Qin's marriage because of me, then I might as well die..."

I smiled wryly and said, "Just talking about marriage, I couldn't have married him at all." Even if he wore it back, don't talk about proof, he is a criminal without an ID card, and he can't even take him to an Internet cafe to open a criminal...

Xiaolu's sister was stunned: "Why?" Suddenly she said "ah" softly: "Could it be that she's not here..."

I hurriedly took a sip: "Hey! Don't talk nonsense! I can eat, drink, run and jump, it's good." Although I haven't been so domineering recently, I'm still alive.I rubbed my face and said sternly, "I'm too shy. If I don't ask you, you are not allowed to ask me."

She said "Oh" and rubbed the corners of her clothes with both hands.But this childish attitude didn't last long, she suddenly tossed the corner of her clothes, and said to me: "Senior brother Qin, you saved me, and I didn't even have time to thank you properly. My father didn't let me go out. God, I've been thinking about how to repay you."

I said, "I'm not trying to repay me for you."

The red mist of embarrassment on Ying Xiaolu's face faded away, and she finally revealed the heroic spirit I'm used to: "Yes, Xiaolu understands Brother Qin's guts, so I'm vulgar to say these things. But Xiaolu has something to say Please, I wonder if Senior Brother Qin agrees or not?" She fixed her gaze on me: "Xiaolu wants to sworn brother and sister with Senior Brother Qin."

I choked on the tea.

The girl I wanted to marry at first, now wants to marry me; but the bastard I wanted to be brothers with, and I'm married.

This is so interesting.

I laughed loudly: "Succeed! I also have... and want to have a younger sister. This is the best!"

The ready-made dragon and phoenix candles on the table were immediately moved to the ground for other purposes. After praying to the sky, "I only hope to die in the same year and the same month", Ying Xiaolu couldn't wait to change her name and call me "Brother Zhan".Not two days later, the bridal chamber welcomed the second event that some people would not like to see even if they died.

The noise of the wedding banquet outside finally subsided, Ying Xiaolu yawned a little, and it was time to get sleepy.I saw her glance towards the bed, and hurriedly said, "This bed..."

This bed is Shen Zhiwei and I's marriage bed, no matter what, we can't let the second person lie on it.But it’s not easy to ask a girl to make a bed on the floor, I was hesitating what to say, Ying Xiaolu didn’t know where to go, her face was flushed, and she kept saying: “Yes, I should go to sleep outside.” She opened her eyes Cage, carrying two brocade quilts out.

Seeing her close the door, I sat down on the bed.The bed was tidied up earlier, and there were no traces of my fighting, but the naked child who was torn off by Shen Shiwei's hands was still decapitated.I was just about to hide the corpse more tightly, when I heard the door creak, Ying Xiaolu came back again.

She had loosened her hair and poked her head out from behind the door: "By the way, this is for you."

It turned out to be the piece of briquette that she attempted to kill.

Ying Xiaolu put the murder weapon on the ground with a smirk: "Brother Zhan, in order to save me, I not only hurt you, but also made the person you love sad. If I talk about death lightly, I'm sorry, let alone you. I'm sorry Think about it, no matter what happens in the future, I will never be so useless again."