To marry a widowed sister-in-law, gender male

Nian Zhixia stared ahead, walked out step by step, away from Fu Beishi step by step.

He always felt that he stole Fu Beishi from Wei Mingshu during Guining these two days, and now, he had to return Fu Beishi to Wei Mingshu.

Thinking of this, he raised his hand and rubbed his lips, his eyes immediately filled with water.

This lip was almost kissed by Fu Beishi, even if Fu Beishi mistook him for Wei Mingshu at that time, he should be content.

It's a pity that his desire is hard to fill, even if he repeatedly warns himself that he should be content, it is useless.

He wanted to be imprisoned in Fu Beishi's arms, demanding in every possible way.

Even if he was struck by lightning because of betraying Fu Nanxi, it doesn't matter, as long as Fu Beishi is willing to touch him.

But if Fu Beishi condescended to fulfill his wish, would he have other wishes?

When facing Fu Bei, he is such a person who can't fill his desires, which is shameless.

However, after a while, he could no longer smell the sandalwood from Fu Beishi's body.

For a moment, he didn't know where to go, he was startled, and just remembered that Fu Nanxi lived in Guanheyuan.

The red-crowned crane is rumored to be the mount of the Antarctic fairy, and it means longevity.

Mrs. Zhen Guohou sought medical advice everywhere for Fu Nanxi, and invited an expert to look at Feng Shui.

This Guanheyuan was named and arranged by an expert.

As soon as he stepped into the crane watching courtyard, he saw three or five red-crowned cranes. The red-crowned cranes were either catching fish and shrimp in the pond, or nestling in the grass to bask in the sun, which was very pleasant.

To prevent the red-crowned cranes from flying away, a thin and long iron chain is wrapped around the feet of each red-crowned crane.

Pity the hearts of parents in the world, but why not pity the red-crowned cranes that have been deprived of their freedom?

He suddenly felt that as far as Mrs. Zhen Guohou was concerned, there was no essential difference between him and the red-crowned crane. They were both tools bought to prolong Fu Nanxi's life.

Fortunately, my younger sister escaped from marriage, so he would marry her instead. Otherwise, the lively younger sister would be locked up in this impenetrable Zhenguohou's mansion, and she might become depressed.

As for him, as long as Fu Beishi stayed in the Zhen Guohou's mansion for a day, he would be more happy.

At this moment, he suddenly heard a voice calling him: "Young Madam, you are back."

He looked back and saw that the young man who caught his eyes was very strange. After thinking hard, he remembered that the young man called "Zao Yu" was Fu Nanxi's close attendant.

Only two days passed, and he felt like a lifetime away.

"Zaoyu has seen the Young Madam." With a basin of hot water in his hand, Zao Yu said, "The Eldest Young Master is talking about the Young Madam. It's time for the Eldest Young Master to wipe his body. Zaoyu has the courage to ask the Young Madam to help him wash his body." How are you?"

Nian Zhixia knows that Fu Nanxi likes cleanliness, he has to wipe his body in the morning and take a bath at night, but he has never done it, all of which are done by Zaoyu.

She is really incompetent as a lady, not only does she not serve the pillow and mat, but she also does not serve her husband.

This Zaoyu didn't say anything to him about this matter before, judging from Zaoyu's expression, he didn't want to be lazy, but wanted to match him and Fu Nanxi.

He thought for a while, nodded and said, "Okay, let me do it."

"Young Master will be very happy." Zao Yu joyfully carried a water basin and rushed into the bedroom, spilling a lot of water on the way.

Nian Zhixia followed Zao Yu into the bedroom, walked to the bed, and blessed Fu Nan: "Husband, I have returned from my mother's house."

Fu Nanxi's face was full of sickness, and with one hand resting on the back of his head, he said with concern: "'Zhiqiu', why did you come back now? But what happened?"

Before waiting for "Nian Zhiqiu" to answer, he said softly: "'Zhiqiu', although I can't get up, you are the wife I am marrying, and I will try my best to protect you."

Nian Zhixia is guilty and guilty, he would rather Fu Nanxi treat him like his mother.

"I didn't encounter anything. Last night, my uncle was busy with business, so I was late at the time, so I stayed at my mother's house for an extra night."

He knew that Fu Beishi was not busy with official duties, so that after Haishi, he went to find candied haws for him.

Regarding this matter, he didn't want to reveal it to Fu Nanxi. First, it was a secret between him and Fu Beishi;

He really wanted to have an affair with Fu Beishi, but so far, he and Fu Beishi were innocent—except for the night when Fu Beishi got drunk and mistook him for Wei Mingshu.

But Fu Beishi just mistook him for Wei Mingshu, and in essence, they were still innocent.

Fu Nanxi had no doubts about him: "It's fine if you have nothing to do."

Nian Zhixia smiled and said, "Thank you, husband."

Zaoyu saw the eldest son and his wife talking, and went out obediently, and was guarding outside the door.

After a while, he couldn't hear any movement, so he knocked on the door just now.

Fu Nanxi said weakly: "Come in."

Zao Yu respectfully said: "Young Master, it's time to wipe yourself."

Under Zao Yu's reminder, Nian Zhixia tightly closed his eyes, and covered Fu Nanxi's skirt without doing anything.

Fu Nanxi pressed "Nian Zhiqiu"'s hand: "Don't force yourself, you will recover sooner, it's up to you."

The earth dragon was obviously burned in this bedroom, Nian Zhixia was wearing autumn clothes and even sweated a little, but Fu Nanxi's hands seemed to have just been fished out of the ice cellar, and hadn't thawed in time.

"Offended." Fu Nanxi suddenly withdrew her hand.

"It doesn't matter." Nian Zhixia's finger went down, brushed Fu Nanxi's sickly chest, and untied the tie.

Fu Nanxi sighed, "Why force yourself?"

"I..." Nian Zhixia pursed her lips, "As you said, I am the wife your Mingmei is marrying, so it's not a force."

"It's up to you." Fu Nanxi was stripped of his shirt cooperatively.

Nian Zhixia had never seen the bare upper body of the man next to him, and was too shy to look directly at him.

Fu Nanxi said in a low voice: "Because men don't need to feed their children, breasts and breasts are different from women's."

This matter is common sense, but Fu Nanxi will patiently talk to him.

Fu Nanxi is really a good person, but he was envied by heaven.

Nian Zhixia took a breath, raised her head, and took the wrung veil handed over by Zao Yu, wiping her skin inch by inch.

Fu Nanxi was ten years older than Fu Bei when he was thirty-one.

This chest is by no means the chest that a thirty-one-year-old man should have. It is like withered grass, with decayed texture, protruding ribs, and no luster at all.

Fu Nanxi covered her lips and coughed, before saying, "Did it scare you?"

Nian Zhixia shook his head and asked, "How many years has your husband been ill?"

Fu Nanxi clearly remembered it clearly, and even remembered several days and hours, so in order to pretend that he didn't care, he replied: "Ten years or so."

"Ten years..." Nian Zhixia said pitifully, "Husband has had a hard time in the past ten years?"

"It's good to get used to it." It's good to get used to it. It's good to be unable to use martial arts. It's good to be used to it. It's good to be able to draw a bow. It's good to be used to it. It's fine if you can't lift a pen, and it's fine if you get used to being unable to get out of bed...

As more and more bodily functions are lost, Fu Nanxi no longer cares about the remaining functions, and the left and right will be lost sooner or later.

One day, he would be unable to eat, unable to breathe, and died.

"Husband, do you really think it's good to get used to it?" Nian Zhixia had a good body since she was a child, and had never been troubled by serious diseases. She didn't understand how she could get used to it.

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, he regretted it. It wasn't what Fu Nanxi wanted to get used to, but what Fu Nanxi had to get used to.

He immediately said: "I'm sorry, I made a slip of the tongue."

"It doesn't matter." Fu Nanxi stared at "Nian Zhiqiu", "'Zhiqiu' doesn't have to be taken to heart."

"Yeah." Nian Zhixia wiped Fu Nanxi's upper body, handed the handkerchief to Zaoyu, and reached out, but was stopped by Fu Nanxi: "No need, Zaoyu will wipe it for me next. "

Seeing that "Nian Zhiqiu" wanted to argue, Fu Nanxi said to Zao Yu: "You go out first, I have something to say to Young Madam."

After Zaoyu left, Fu Nanxi said earnestly: "'Zhiqiu', I probably won't get better, and I won't be able to be your real husband. You just came to cheer me up. I think it's better to come early."

This Fu Nanxi was considerate, and Nian Zhixia felt even more guilty, and insisted: "It's okay, let me do it."

Fu Nanxi was ill and his bones were broken, so he was naturally no match for "Nian Zhiqiu". After a little effort, "Nian Zhiqiu" took off his obscene pants.

Nian Zhixia himself is also a man, but now he is pretending to be Nian Zhiqiu, so he immediately turned his head away.

After a long time, he twisted the handkerchief himself and wiped it for Fu Nanxi.

Fu Nanxi is used to being served by servants, but he has never been served by a woman, what's more, this woman is his wife, not a maid.

He immediately turned red, almost embarrassed.

Nianzhixia wiped it carefully, and after a while, he raised his voice and ordered Zaoyu to change a basin of water.

Zao Yu hadn't exchanged the water yet, but Fu Beishi came.

Fu Beishi chatted with his mother about the family life, and then came to Guanhe Yuan, one is to visit Fu Nanxi; the other is to peek at "Nian Zhiqiu".

He and Fu Nanxi have always been close, and they never reported when they entered or left Guanheyuan.

Therefore, when he walked to the new house, he saw that the door was ajar, knocked, pushed the door open and entered.

Unexpectedly, he actually saw "Nian Zhiqiu" sitting in front of the bed, his elder brother was covered with a brocade quilt from chest to calf.

The shoulders above the elder brother's chest and the feet under the calves are not. One thread is not. "Nian Zhiqiu" is neatly dressed and holding a handkerchief. It is obvious that "Nian Zhiqiu" is helping his elder brother to wipe his body.

It was just a body wipe, not a bridal candle, but he remembered "Nian Zhiqiu" kneeling in front of him, confessing to him that he was out of tune, and wanted to help his brother when he was in better health.

Immediately afterwards, he remembered that he was drunk, stroking "Nian Zhiqiu"'s belly and saying, "Is it okay to be pregnant with my child?"

One day, "Nian Zhiqiu" will be disheveled in front of his elder brother, tactful and happy.