Wife Can’t Escape

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This is the anti-theft chapter house where the candles are lit brightly. The servants of the cloth enter and exit. Zhao Nanyu has returned from Dali Temple. He unloaded his kimono and put on a light blue regular dress. After he bathed, he looked at his entire face. It looks more delicate, with clean eyebrows, fair skin, and a temperament like blue. Bing Qing Yu Jie is like an immortal fairy.

Song Luan found that the jade pendant hanging on his waist had never been changed. It was still a piece of old jade in color, which was not too eye-catching.

She remembers that this should be the relic left by Zhao Nanyu’s mother. His mother died of a serious illness. An abandoned prostitute with a few-year-old child was displaced from poverty to poverty, and finally died of illness because he couldn’t afford medicine. .

Everything his mother could sell was sold, and he was only left with this piece of jade which was not very valuable.

In this way, Zhao Nanyu's childhood was also very miserable, and it is no wonder that his personality was distorted and morbid after he grew up.

Song Luan quietly withdrew his gaze and sat down opposite him.

Zhao Nanyu's body was faintly fragrant, lingering on the tip of her nose, which smelled good, but she felt uncomfortable smelling, her chest was tight and her throat hurt, she coughed twice and poured a large glass of water.

"not comfortable?"

"Fortunately."

Song Luan remembered that she had something to tell him. The blood relationship was really wonderful, even if she didn’t have the memory of having a baby in October, but she instinctively regarded her brother as her own son, she opened her mouth, Suddenly stopped.

Because she hadn't figured out how to call him, calling her full name seemed too unkind, and she shouted "Ayu" like others, and she felt greasy again.

"Well, I have something to say to you."

"You said."

"I think you are too strict about knowing your brother. He was not too difficult to learn at the age of four. There is an idiom. You should know that it is not good to pull seedlings to help."

Zhao Nanyu smiled angrily, "Strictly? Why did I get him?"

Song Luan tried to reason with him, "The ancient poems you want him to learn are not understandable by a four-year-old kid, and he will not punish him if he learns, wouldn't you be distressed?"

Feng Shui took turns. Before that, Zhao Nanyu would not have thought that Song Luan would one day ask him that he was not distressed about the child and was angry, he said: "The mother has many defeats, you don't want him to be a waste of nothing in the future."

"Strictly not a bad thing, but you are too hasty."

"Then what do you think I should do?" Zhao Nanyu asked her seriously.

After thinking for a while, Song Luan replied: "In combination with work and rest, you should still let him play. Don't punish him if you don't move, don't you know?"

Zhao Nanyu grinned, "Okay."

Song Luan was also nervous and sweated in the palm of his hand. Fortunately, Zhao Nanyu was not so unreasonable. She could listen to reasonable suggestions and think about it. When they had a better relationship in the future, she would justify the facts and reason with him. Harmony should not be as difficult as it is now.

She couldn't help but want to say two words: so good!

Song Luan was refreshed, and after eating in a good mood, he ate an extra bowl of food. Maybe he ate too much. Before that, the uncomfortable feeling surged up again. When he got up, he was dizzy and his chest was short and short of breath. Black, she almost didn't stand, Xin Zhao Zhao Nanyu's eyes were swift, reaching for her waist, his face was heavy, his black and white eyes were staring at her closely, and he just wanted to speak. Song Luan waved his hand, first he took a step, dryly laughed twice, "I just got up fast, did not stand firm."

After she stood firm, she silently pushed his hand away. Song Luan didn't know what was wrong with him. The uncomfortable feeling was only for a moment, and she disappeared in a blink of an eye, and she didn't care.

This body is already virtual, even if she fainted today.

Zhao Nanyu pinched her wrist and dragged the person to his side. The eyes were not deep, and she looked at her carefully, and she did not see anything wrong before releasing her. "If you are uncomfortable, you should say it. , Don't bear it."

Song Luan thought, I don’t dare to let you know even if I have a minor illness or a disaster, but you want to poison me! If she bought the doctor, she cried without crying.

"I am not a tolerant person." The answer she gave was taken for granted.

Zhao Nanyu whispered softly, "This is fine."

What good? Song Luan didn't understand.

That night, she thought that Zhao Nanyu would tell her that she would leave Beijing soon, but it didn't. Song Luan lay straight on the bed for a night without waiting.

She did not interfere with the main plot of the book. It stands to reason that the plot line has certainly not changed, then the rest may be that Zhao Nanyu did not intend to tell her.

Okay, don’t say it.

Anyway, he was about to leave, hurry up, hurry up, walk round, to meet his lovely, kind and simple mistress, and then let her go.

The next day, Zhao Nanyu Mu Xiu was at home.

People in the house who did not believe their feelings had improved gradually gradually changed their minds. The time of a few months was enough for them to see clearly whether Song Luan had really changed or was fake.

Zhao Nanyu spent most of the day not in her room, either in Dali Temple or in her study.

Mrs. Zhao San was busy with Zhao Wenyan's affairs and looked much better. She repeatedly reminded her of having children.

Every night there is a vigil outside the house, so Song Luan and Zhao Nanyu have no round room, and Mrs. Zhao San knows.

She didn't think it was Zhao Nanyu's problem, it must be that Song Luan refused to let him touch, and the two would be so cold in the room.

When the family banquet ended this month, Mrs. Zhao San secretly pulled Song Luan to speak, "A Luan, you have to be more considerate to A Yu, he is so old, he really can't hold back, and you have been cold for him His heart."

What Mrs. Zhao San did not say is that when Ayu stubbornly finds a concubine, you should not make trouble at that time.

Song Luan is really wrong, Zhao Nanyu does not touch her, what can she do? Could it be that he took off/bare clothes and rushed to him to force him on?

"Mother, I know."

"Ugh."

Mrs. Zhao San obviously didn't believe her.

Song Luan felt that they were fine now, she had to have a relationship with Zhao Nanyu, man, two faces under the bed, who knew she could bear Zhao Nanyu's appearance on the bed.

The hero of romance novels usually has very good abilities. She can make people die on the bed if you can't move. You can't open your legs/legs or move the road. She doesn't want this.

In less than two days, Song Luan left behind what Mrs. Zhao San said, and Zhao Nanyu had to leave Beijing within a few days. She had a lot of ambitions and became more courageous.

Finding a good weather day, Song Luan's beautiful woman went out. She was still foolishly thinking that there was no one behind her, and she flew freely along the way.

When Song Heqing was killed, he didn't expect to meet his most disobedient sister in the restaurant. Song Heqing and Song Luan were born of a mother, but he was very kind to his few sisters.

The only thing that won't worry him is Song Luan.

He looked at the lack of a formal sister in the lobby. His brain was blunt with pain, rubbing his eyebrows, and told his confidant, "Come on, please invite Miss Three."

"Yes."

Song Luan was taken in front of Song Heqing with a dumb expression. When he saw the person in front of him, he shouted "Brother" in a silly voice. They had met on the day they returned, so Song Luan recognized him.

Song Heqing sighed, "You... I... I don't even know what to say about you. The peace is revealed within a few months. Let's be honest, are you out to find a man again today?"

Song Luan shook his head violently, "No, I will just stroll around and buy some rouge gouache linoleum."

Song Heqing was half-trusted and doubtful. Since he got married with this sister, he met her outside for ten times. In ten of them, she was carrying a wild man beside her!

"Is it?" He waved his hands impatiently. "I will not mention today's affairs, but I heard that the little boy you raised a few days ago was making trouble at the door of Zhao Mansion! You tell me what you did What's wrong! Zhao Nanyu is not ugly, why can't you look down on?! I don't ask you to die with him, but you should not leave him with a face."

It is not that there are no wild men in the capital, but no one is as unabashed as she is! Make it known to everyone.

Song Luan was blasted by her brother, inexplicably wronged, she burst out and slammed a table, "He refused to touch me, you are my brother, why do you blame me?! I still have anger! It!"

Zhao Nanyu is not in what she likes to say.

Song Heqing blushed and white, lowered his voice, and gritted his teeth, "I don't believe you can't think of him letting you touch you!"