The cannon fodder of quick travel is dying again

Chapter 209 Marriage
When Zhaoyin woke up the next day, his whole body was soft, including his fingers, waist, and legs.

She didn't know how a person recovering from a serious illness could be so energetic.

was thinking.

Shen Er had already walked in with the porridge, and he asked softly, "Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

His gentle appearance almost made her forget his devilish deeds last night.

She turned and covered her head.

Said he didn't want to talk.

After a while, she was picked up by someone.

"Ayin, eat something."

Zhaoyin nestled in his arms, not wanting to give in easily.

But Shen Er kissed her hair and coaxed gently: "Ayin, dear, I was wrong. It won't be like this next time."

Zhaoyin couldn't take it anymore, she blushed and broke away from him, her legs hadn't landed on the ground just now, the familiar soreness made her unable to hold on and leaned on Shen Er again.

She was angry and annoyed.

Shen Er couldn't help laughing, the laughter came from his chest, with a bit of joy.

After a while, Zhaoyin softened his body and ordered: "Hey me."

Shen Eryan obediently warmed the porridge in the spoon and fed it to her little by little.

Her face was still a little bright red, her pink and tender skin seemed to be able to pinch water, and her lips were also pink. Shen Er lowered his eyes and carefully fed the porridge.

"Ayin, what do you want?"

Zhaoyin's eyes fell on his face, she shook her head, and then said again: "Let Wanwan come and find me later."

"it is good."

She was looking for Wanwan not for any other reason, but for some notebooks. She couldn't get out of bed, so she could only find these to pass the time.

She took out the half-finished jade flute and polished it carefully. It seems that she is not a very patient person and she is not meticulous in her work.

But this jade flute still looks like that.

Zhaoyin stayed in bed for several days.

Shen Er wanted her to go out for a longer walk, when he approached the room.

Zhaoyin was lying on the bed reading miscellaneous books.

The quilt barely fell on her waist. Her waist was very thin, barely enough to hold in his hand. He still remembered the touch of her waist.

Shen Er walked over and pulled the quilt away, Zhaoyin's gauze skirt was a little casual, and the skirt was a little short, it only reached her legs, when she turned around, the skirt moved a little.

You can vaguely see the traces of the legs.

Shen Er's eyes were deep, and he stretched out his hand to hold her leg. Her calf was very thin, and his hand just held her ankle, so he tied the bell in his hand to her foot.

Zhaoyin was tickled by him, she pulled her foot out, and the silver bell rang.

"Shen Er, are you afraid that I will escape?"

Shen Er laughed: "That's right."

Zhaoyin put her arms around his neck, the other's breath was close at hand, her eyes were bright: "The first time I saw you, I wanted to lure you into the princess mansion."

"Really?" Shen Guo's wrist was wrapped around her waist, his eyes were tender, and his voice was gentle, he bewitched word by word: "Ayin, let's get married."

Be an ordinary couple and love each other until death.

Zhaoyin laughed, his eyes sparkled.

"Okay."

The sky and the earth are the witnesses, the sun and the moon are the mirrors, and they will be married in this life and never be separated.

Their wedding was held under the acacia tree.

It's a big, old acacia tree full of pink flowers.

A red carpet was rolled into their house from under the acacia tree.

Granny Ma presided over it.

"As evidenced by the acacia tree, Miss Zhaoyin and Young Master Shen have become husband and wife since then, and there is no doubt about their love!" Granny Ma's voice fell.

Lin Xiaocao solemnly kowtowed.

Pink petals fluttered down, like a response to them, a wedding gift for them.

She clenched the red rope tightly in her hand.

Lin Xiaocao is her, and Zhaoyin is also her.

The knot is a husband and wife, and there is no doubt about love.

In this life, she only loves him.

The newlyweds walk down the red carpet together and return to their new home.

There was only one burning candle left in the red room.

Shen Er caressed her eyebrows and eyes. She put on red makeup and wore a simple wedding dress, but she was so beautiful.

A little cinnabar between his eyebrows seemed to be imprinted on his heart.

He asked, "Ayin, do you know who I am?"

"Second Shen."

Shen Er didn't speak, but stared at her with heavy eyes.

Zhaoyin smiled and took off his clothes, his eyes fell on the hideous scar.

"The second prince of Donglu, Shen Guo, is also my husband."

Shen Guo felt the burning heat in his waist and abdomen, and she was kissing his scar tenderly.

He reached out and picked her up, hugging her in his arms.

"Ayin, when I go back, I will give you a grand wedding."

The girl tilted her head and grinned.

"it is good."

The silver bell in the room rang for a long time before it stopped.

There are leaves falling from the branches, with some snow white.

(End of this chapter)