The beautiful teacher who was raised by mad apprentices

The ghost matchmaker was invited to Qiao's mansion at dawn, and the servants all bowed their heads when they saw the ghost matchmaker, and were even more reluctant to see the ghost matchmaker. Even the maid who served tea and water never looked up.

Mother Qiao handed over the note with Qiao Heng's birthday to the ghost matchmaker, and the ghost matchmaker was a little embarrassed when she saw that Mother Qiao only gave one birth date.

"This... madam... who is the young master going to marry?"

Qiao's mother didn't know Su Shuo's birth date, but a marriage requires both parties' birth dates.

"Without the horoscope, I'm afraid this marriage..." Without the horoscope of the bride, it is very difficult for ghost matchmakers to do.

In fact, Qiao's mother expected from the beginning that the ghost matchmaker would ask for her horoscope, and she had already ordered her servants to inquire about Su Shuo's birth date.

But the servant who went out has not come back since last night.

After about a cup of tea, someone handed the note with Su Shuo's birthday to Mother Qiao.

Mother Qiao opened it and took a look before handing it over to the ghost matchmaker, who was relieved.

Glancing at Su Shuo's birthday horoscope, the ghost matchmaker smiled, "Ma'am, it happens to be a good day after five days..."

"Then get married as soon as possible! Don't keep Heng'er waiting..."

"Hey, but you need to go through the portal post first, go to the fate hall to get married, get the dragon and phoenix post, and then let it go. This process is the same as the marriage of a living person..."

Mother Qiao took a sip of tea and said, "Just send the dowry, let's keep it low-key! We won't entertain guests."

The ghost matchmaker explained something before leaving, but Ji Huan'an was locked up and locked in Qiao Heng's room.

The entire Qiao Mansion became extremely quiet, and the servants all lowered their heads and did not speak, doing their own things silently.

Qiao Heng's body was placed in a coffin in the lobby, and black characters of happiness on a white background were placed on the coffin.

Black and white silk flowers were hung all over the Qiao Mansion, and the lantern at the door was replaced with red, but the person who hung the lantern had a serious expression on his face.

The dowry soon arrived at Su Shuo's house, and several servants of Qiao's mansion carried it, attracting many people's attention along the way.

Several servants put the real silk rulers, gold and silver jewelry in the yard, the old lady heard the movement outside and mistakenly thought that Su Shuo had come back.

But when she touched the furniture and went out, she realized that those people had come to the house again last time.

"Old lady, this is a betrothal gift from our Qiao family. The third young master of our family wants to marry your grandson..."

The old lady couldn't believe it for a long time after hearing it.

"Wh...what...you said...who is your young master going to marry?" the old lady asked with a trembling voice.

"Your grandson, Su Shuo..."

Another group of people completely disregarded the old lady's agreement and burned papered clothes and jewelry at the door.

Seeing that things were almost burned, they were ready to leave.

The old lady couldn't believe it at first, until she smelled the burnt paper.

She followed closely and grabbed the clothes of one of them, holding tightly, "We won't marry... Shuo'er won't marry! Take the things back!"

The man didn't pay attention to the old lady, he threw the old lady to the ground and walked away.

The heavy rain poured down, and the old lady lay helplessly on the ground and cried.

Their wedding dresses were quickly made.

The door was opened, Ji Huan'an thought he could leave.

But when he went out to take a look, he saw the servant girl put the wedding dress on the table, but there was no joy on her face.

Ji Huanan asked tentatively, "Is...is anyone going to get married?"

The servant girl looked at Ji Huan'an with no emotion in her eyes, and returned coldly, "Young Master Su and Qiao Heng, the third young master of our family, will get married in three days. Please prepare well, Young Master Su..."

"What... what..."

Before Ji Huanan came back to his senses, there was a "click", and the door was locked again.

The wedding clothes on the table were particularly eye-catching, Ji Huan'an lay on the door and yelled, trying to open the door, hoping that someone would let him out.

But his voice was hoarse, and no one came to open the door for him, and the windows in the room were nailed shut.

Ji Huan'an sat at the door exhaustedly, he couldn't get out, no one would come to rescue him.

He tried all the methods, but he couldn't get out at all.

Two days later, he was tied up after taking a shower.

The mouth of the person in front of the mirror was stuffed with cotton cloth, and his hands were tied behind his back.

And the people around him didn't seem to notice, they combed his hair without saying a word, and put on the red hijab.

Ji Huan'an was driven to the lobby, and the coffin was still placed in the lobby.

"A worship of heaven and earth..."

In the blink of an eye, he had arrived in the room, the red hijab blocked his view, but he could barely see the person in wedding clothes sitting on the bed, as if waiting for him.

He was pressed and sat on the bed, but those people suddenly disappeared.

The person beside the bed stood up, and Ji Huanan realized that he was not Su Shuo, these were not his personal experience, he was in a hallucination.

Everything that happened here was Su Shuo's memory, but he was tied up and couldn't move.

The person in the wedding dress changed from Qiao Heng to Shen Zhiyu.

Shen Zhiyu picked up the scale and lifted Ji Huan'an's red hijab.

When Ji Huan'an looked up and saw Shen Zhiyu for the first time, he felt very at ease, calm, and joyful, and then all these emotions turned into vigilance.

Ji Huan'an mistakenly thought that Shen Zhiyu was only hallucinating, and that what he was experiencing now was a trap.

But after Shen Zhiyu lifted the hijab, he picked up the acacia wine, and he handed one of the glasses to Ji Huan'an.

He crossed arms with Ji Huan'an and drank the wine in the glass. Looking at Shen Zhiyu's eyes, he suddenly felt that he was stuck in it and couldn't extricate himself.

I don't know when red dates, peanuts, and chestnuts appeared on the bed.

I don't know where Shen Zhiyu got a pair of scissors, he used that pair of scissors to cut off Ji Huan'an's hair and his own, and tied them together with a red rope.

Shen Zhiyu looked at Ji Huan'an and smiled, he felt so happy at this moment.

Shen Zhiyu stroked Ji Huan'an's face and moved closer. Ji Huan'an wanted to refuse, but Shen Zhiyu's lips had already covered him.

The light pink lips gradually became moist, and when the breath blended, Shen Zhiyu's hand gradually moved downstream, and Ji Huan'an's girdle was untied.

Shen Zhiyu leaned down and pried open Ji Huan'an's teeth with a little ingenuity, and the warm breath moved ambiguously.

Shen Zhiyu looked at the man with blurred eyes below him, and picked up Ji Huan'an's ear.

The clothes were removed, and the bed shook.

Ji Huan'an felt like a boat on the sea that was about to be broken by waves, and Shen Zhiyu was that wave.

The moment Shen Zhiyu came in, Ji Huan'an regained his clarity, and he realized that everything that happened now was real.

But reason was taken away by Shen Zhiyu in a blink of an eye, and unstoppable groans overflowed from Ji Huan'an's mouth.

Looking at Ji Huan'an's wet eyes and the marks on his body, Snake Love exuded a charming fragrance, the bells kept ringing, and Shen Zhiyu became more and more motivated.

Later, Ji Huan'an was compelled by Shen Zhiyu's obscenity to arouse his "husband", but Shen Zhiyu still didn't intend to let Ji Huan'an go, until Ji Huan'an's voice gradually became hoarse...

When Ji Huanan woke up again, he felt sore all over his body, especially his waist...

Seeing Shen Zhiyu beside him with a radiant face and a happy smile on his face, Ji Huan'an was furious.

Yesterday told him to stop, but he worked harder.

Ji Huan'an turned around and didn't want to talk to him, but pulled his waist.

"Hiss—" Ji Huanan rubbed his waist with his hands.

Shen Zhiyu leaned over and asked worriedly, "Why is the lady uncomfortable?"

"Backache" Ji Huan'an didn't pay attention to what he called himself.

A pair of warm and strong hands covered Ji Huan'an's waist, rubbing his waist for him.

It was already noon after they got up, and Dongguan City was still as cold as when they first arrived.

I don't know when Shen Zhiyu brought him to this inn last night, Ji Huanan looked at himself in the mirror.

The neck is the luckiest part of his body, with the fewest bite marks and those ambiguous marks.

And there are not only those marks on the back, but also the traces of purple dates and peanuts.

His thighs were not much better, Shen Zhiyu didn't know why he had a special liking for Ji Huan'an's inner thighs and waist, these two places had the most bite marks and hickey marks.

Shen Zhiyu helped Ji Huan'an put on his clothes, and he was often oiled when he was dressed, like a big dog clinging to people.

Ji Huan'an opened the window a little, and the wind blew into the house.

The wind wasn't strong, but it made Ji Huan'an feel a little cold and gloomy.

People outside the house were still burning paper money, and the burnt paper floated into the air.

Shen Zhiyu came into the room with a bowl of hot noodles, and after cushioning the chair, he helped Ji Huanan to sit down.

"There are only these things in the inn, the lady will eat a bite first. Pamper your stomach..."

Ji Huan'an has already fasted, so he won't feel hungry.But after seeing this bowl of noodles, he rarely felt hungry.

This is a very simple bowl of noodles, just a few green leaves and a poached egg lying on top.

Ji Huan'an picked up the chopsticks, stirred the noodles in the bowl, blew on them, and took a bite of the noodles.

Shen Zhiyu asked viciously from the side, "Is it alive?"

Ji Huan'an understood it, and replied directly, "You don't know if you will be born or not"...

Shen Zhiyu acted coquettishly.

He knew that as long as he didn't make a big mistake, acting like a baby to Ji Huan'an would definitely be useful and applicable in bed.

After eating a bowl of noodles, Ji Huan'an felt much more comfortable.

The two of them are still a little confused about what happened in the illusion.

Ji Huan'an entered the illusion and became Su Shuo, while Shen Zhiyu became Qiao Heng.The difference from Ji Huan'an is that Shen Zhiyu has his own thoughts, but he can't control his words and deeds.

The floating shadow they encountered when they entered Dongguan City should be Su Shuo.

Ji Huan'an took Shen Zhiyu along the street, looking at the people who were immersed in grief, but didn't get any news.

He didn't know what Bai Xiaosheng was doing in such a resentful place without staying in Furong City.

Shen Zhiyu put his arms around Ji Huan'an's waist, and just accompanied him silently.

I don't know why there is always fog in the city of Dongguan. The fog has not dissipated since they came, and the fog will only be less at noon.

Ji Huan'an and Shen Zhiyu didn't dare to go too far, if they couldn't find the inn, they would have no place to stay.

Just as they were about to go back, several figures appeared in the fog and walked towards them.

The two looked at the few people in the fog vigilantly, ready to phantom their weapons and prepare for battle at any time.

But the people who came out of the fog were Shang Yaguan, Jiang Qihuai and others, and the joy on Jiang Qihuai's face was revealed after seeing Ji Huan'an.

Running towards Ji Huan'an, he stopped half way through.

Jiang Qihuai saw the marks on Ji Huan'an's neck and the hands around Ji Huan'an's waist, he couldn't believe it.

Shang Yaguan and the others also noticed it, and several people walked over.

"Brother" Shang Yaguan was the first to greet Ji Huan'an.

Ji Huan'an just responded lightly, looked at Jiang Qihuai and Ji Huan'an said, "I'm married to your senior brother. Come on, call my wife..."

None of them thought that Ji Huan'an would be so generous in admitting his relationship with his apprentice.

This made them all a little shocked.

Jiang Qihuai called out in a daze, "Master... Madam..."

Shen Zhiyu was very satisfied when he heard the voice of Mrs.Although he was calling his mistress, he didn't care.

And when Jiang Qihuai first saw Ji Huan'an, he thought he was looking for him. He was happy just now, but now a pot of cold water poured on him.

His foolish senior brother became his teacher's wife, and he felt a little bitter in his heart.

He didn't know whether to be happy for Master or worried.

Shang Yaguan is not a nosy person, but the current atmosphere is somewhat awkward.

Master-student love exists between monks but is not common, it is a forbidden love after all.

"Brother, why did you come to Dongguan City? Do you have a place to live now?" Shang Yaguan spoke first to break the deadlock.