Dominate the female queen with space: The husband is so stunning

The sun is shining brightly at noon, and there are snowflakes floating in the air. I sit under the eaves and play the piano while playing the bell.

The music was melodious and melodious, with a hint of lingering affection. Zhong Ran sat lazily leaning on the beams and pillars with his arms crossed, a knowing smile on his lips.

Conveying feelings through music.

Sui Huan was still happy at first, looking at her with loving eyes, but by the end of the play she had a cold face, sat next to Zhong Ran and snorted, looking extremely unhappy.

Zhong Ran hugged him and asked, "What's wrong? You weren't fine just now, why are you angry?"

"It doesn't sound good." He looked away angrily, his red lips pouting, cute and tight.

"It sounds pretty good." Zhong Ran couldn't help but lean in for a kiss.

"I didn't control it well in the back and didn't achieve the artistic conception I wanted."

"Practice more, and I can feel the artistic conception you want to express."

"Then tell me what artistic conception you feel?"

Zhong Ran glanced at her and said, "Of course you love my artistic conception."

Unexpectedly, he became even more angry and turned his back to her and ignored her.

Zhong Ran was startled, isn't it?

He said, "What I obviously want to express is my longing."

I bet she is just being sentimental.

"Absolutely." Zhong Ran couldn't figure out whether she misheard or misunderstood.

Seeing that he was still sulking, she could only comfort him and said, "Playing the piano is to make you feel happy. Now that it makes you feel bad, then stop playing. Don't put the cart before the horse."

"If I could get guidance from the royal musicians of Long Yuanguo, I would never play like this."

To be fair, his piano playing is not bad, not as bad as he said. The main pillar of Xianyun Tower, Oiran, is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and his reputation is not in vain.

Zhong Ran burst out laughing when he heard her talking about the royal musicians of Long Yuan Kingdom.

There are still people worshiping those losers.

But Sui Huan was in emo and didn't notice her at all.

"When you have the opportunity in the future, let the musician teach you a thing or two."

"We can't invite you." Sui Huan muttered, as if he had recognized the reality, put down his piano, sat next to her and sipped tea.

Zhong Ran stretched out his two fingers and plucked the strings a few times, then asked casually, "You know how?"

"Understood."

Zhong Ran played a children's song Little Star from his previous life very casually with only five fingers. Sui Huan's eyes lit up and he said, "This song is so special and sounds good."

"Does it sound good? Then I'll teach you."

"Okay." Zhong Ran taught casually, while Sui Huan studied seriously.

Holding his green-white fingers, he slowly plucked the strings, and cheerful syllables flowed out. Sui Huan looked at the strings and his eyes lit up, but Zhong Ran looked at his face and his eyes lit up.

Lazy fun, lively fun, fascinating fun.

Sui Huan couldn't figure out how they bounced onto the bed.

When Zhong Ran left in the evening, Sui Huan was still sleeping, with tears hanging from the corners of his eyes. He was bullied into crying by her again.

*

The sun was setting and the sky was filled with red clouds. Yi Bing was sitting under the eaves making boots for Zhong Ran.

The bamboo hat he was wearing was fluttering in the wind, and his alluring face was looming, with a hint of red fairy air coming out of his brows. Covered by the sunset, he was so beautiful that he was unlike anything else in the world.

Yi Bing heard the footsteps and raised her head. After seeing clearly that it was her wife, she hurriedly greeted her and called out happily, "My wife, you are back."

"Well, why don't you go inside and sit down? The light outside hurts your eyes."

"I'll wait for you to come back." The two of them entered the house, and Yi Bing hurriedly added charcoal to the charcoal stove and went to the kitchen to prepare food for her.

Zhong Ran took his hand and said, "Bing'er, I'm not hungry. Stop being busy. I have something to tell you..."

Facing Yi Bing's concerned and smiling eyes, she swallowed her words again.

"Master Wife, tell me, I'm listening." Yi Bing gently squeezed her hand to remind her to continue.

"Well...it's okay, just cook less. I'm not hungry after eating in the City Lord's Mansion."

"Okay." Yi Bing turned around and went to the kitchen, and then his voice floated out from the kitchen, "My wife, hot water is ready in the barrel. You go take a bath first."

Zhong Ran responded and entered the bathroom.

Zhong Ran was halfway through taking off his clothes. When he heard the footsteps, he quickly put his clothes back on. He turned around and smiled at Yi Bing and said, "I'll wash it myself. You can go cook."

Yi Bing was startled.

She seemed to have seen something on the wife's back just now...

"I knew you forgot to bring a change of clothes." Yi Bing put the clean clothes on the hangers and left.

Zhong Ran breathed a deep sigh of relief. It was so dangerous that he almost saw the dense hickeys on her back. He was casual and fun-loving. He couldn't defeat her with real swords and guns, so he used his lips to tease her.

There is no good part of her body now. Fortunately, he didn't leave anything on her neck, otherwise she wouldn't be able to cover it.

Thinking of the marriage she had promised to be together for the rest of her life on the night of the wedding, she felt so ashamed that she couldn't even tell her story about her and Sui Huan.

Wait a minute.

After taking a shower with complicated thoughts, Yi Bing called out, "My wife, the meal is ready." After saying this, someone walked in.

Zhong Ran was dressing slowly, but when he saw him coming, he immediately started to rush. The more anxious he was, the harder it was to put on his clothes. He tugged on his clothes a few times and said, "Okay, okay, let's go eat."

Yi Bing felt that today's wife was too abnormal, so she reminded him, "My clothes are on inside out." She stretched out her hand to take off his clothes.

Zhong Ran immediately took a few steps back as if he had been electrocuted, "That's it, I'm going to sleep anyway."

Yi Bing's hands froze, and her face turned pale for a moment, but soon returned to normal, smiling, "Then let's go eat."

During the meal, Zhong Ran, who had a guilty conscience, deliberately sat across from him and tightened his collar again and again until he felt like he was almost out of breath.

Yi Bing looked at it without saying anything, but she was not very interested in eating. There was a rare silence at the dinner table.

There was only the slight sound of chopsticks clashing with plates.

Zhong Ran later realized that he had overreacted and brought some food to Yi Bing, "This is delicious, Bing'er eat more."

Yi Bing smiled as expected, and the doubts in her heart were quickly swept away, and she gave Zhong Ran some food, "My wife, let's eat together."

Zhong Ran was lying on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep, wrapped tightly in the quilt like a cicada, with various emotions intertwined in his heart.

When Yi Bing came back to the house after taking a shower, she saw her turning over biscuits on the bed, combing her hair slowly in front of the dressing table on the Babu bed. He looked at her closely and could feel her anxiety.

Suddenly, he seemed to have thought of something, his cheeks turned red, he climbed onto the bed gently and pulled back the quilt, revealing Zhong Ran's slightly red cheeks which were suppressed.

"Master Wife, I'm in good health. Don't worry. I'll let Bing'er serve you tonight." She must have been uneasy because she wanted him but was afraid of hurting him.

The wife is so kind.

"I..." Looking at Yi Bing's hopeful eyes, she choked on her rejection for a long time before saying, "If we have a few more days to rest, we will have a long time ahead, so there is no rush."

"...Well," Yi Bing felt a little disappointed, but thinking that his wife was thinking about his body, she felt happy again. He got into the bed and hugged her tenderly, and slowly moved his cold fingers down from her abdomen.