[Quick Wear] Manual for Saving the Miserable Male Match

Song Ci'an smoothed his hair along Shi Yu's back, with a serious look in his eyes, "Well, I know, I like you too."

"However." Shi Yu suddenly tightened his hands, squeezing Song Cian's cheeks so that they pout slightly, "Since you know my identity, you naturally also know that I am infertile and cannot give birth to your child. In this case, are you still willing to like me?"

Before that, infertility was a forbidden area that Shiyu could not touch. Whenever he thinks of it, Shi Yu always avoids it subconsciously.

He didn't know if Song Cian would dislike him for being so dilapidated.

Nowadays, Shi Yu can hold a high position, be granted the title of general to protect the country, and hold military power, not only because the current old emperor is enlightened, knows people well, and is loyal to the emperor and the country. What's more, because Shi Yu is a brother and can't have children, the Shi family is also declining, and only an old woman from the Shi family is left in the capital. Even if she holds great power, she can't make any trouble.

Now that Shi Yu had figured it out, he mustered up great courage to say it in front of Song Ci'an. Although he looked calm on the surface, he was actually filled with panic and his heart jumped into his throat.

He was afraid that the sharp blade that would pierce him would come out of these beautiful and soft lips and break the protective shield he had put up with countless efforts and courage.

"Of course I, Shi Yu, will not share my husband with other women or brothers. If you have any thoughts of marrying another woman or taking a concubine, I advise you to put it away quickly." Shi Yu put his hands away. Tightly, his narrow eyes narrowed slightly, with a sense of oppression.

But if you look carefully, you can see that his fingers are trembling slightly and his lips are tightly pursed. This is the sign of Shi Yu being nervous and scared.

Song Cian sighed slightly, and gently stroked Shi Yu's back with his hands along Shi Yu's long hair, bringing some comfort.

Finally, Shi Yu's trembling figure calmed down, "It doesn't matter if you can't have children. What I like and love is just you. As for children, I have never thought about having children. You are enough for me." , but can’t spare the time to take care of another little one.”

The first half of Song Ci'an's sentence was indeed to the point. Shi Yu was very excited when he heard it, but his words were not forgiving at all, "Did you say it to deceive me?"

"Anyway, just make me happy now. When you marry ten concubines and have eight concubines and have a bunch of children, I can't do anything to you." Having said that, if Song Ci'an dares to mess around with women in the future, he will have a lot of children. Wall, Shi Yu narrowed his eyes, then I will send you to hell first, and then I will accompany you down.

Song Cian laughed and waved his long arm, tightening the waist of the person in front of him and pulling him in front of him. He stared at Shi Yu tightly with his eyes and said in a serious tone, "I, Song Cian, will only marry you in this life. I really can't." It’s okay for me to join the general’s house as my wife.”

After getting the answer he wanted, Shi Yu took a step back and said, "It depends on my mood." The tail tone rose up, like a stolen kitten, raising its tail high and looking arrogant.

"Why do you think the general is closing the door?" Yan Weibing crossed his arms and asked Yan Weiyi with his head tilted.

As for why he didn't ask the other three people? Yan Weijia was full of evil aura, his eyes were fixed on the closed wooden door, as if he wanted to burn a hole in the door, and he held a sword in both hands. If there were any strange screams or cries for help coming from inside the house, Yan Wei Bing was sure that Yan Wei Jia would open the door with a sword, and then his whole body would be emitting black energy.

Hey, who dares to approach such an evil god?

As for Yan Weiding and Yan Weiwu. One is looking at the sky at a 45-degree angle and thinking about life, while the other is squatting on the ground watching ants move. They are like two idiots who only went to see them when they were sick.

After looking around, it turned out that Yan Weiyi was a normal person. Although it is quite abnormal sometimes, there is nothing I can do about it. I just shop around and pick the taller one among the short ones. This one looks okay.

"What else can you do? It's not right to be with your lover. Husband, when we say goodbye, we naturally have to say goodbye properly and hug each other to express our love for each other."

Yan Weiyi glanced sideways, yawned while holding a freshly picked leaf from the tree, and said, "What else can I do? Pick her up and give her a kiss? It doesn't seem impossible."

Yan Weiyi followed his thoughts and pictured in his mind the scene of his general and Mr. Song hugging each other and kissing.

Well, it's quite beautiful. I don’t know if the general wants to watch the crowd or something like that. I don’t want any money, it’s free!

"Hey, are you serious about saying that the general won't come with Mr. Song?" Yan Weibing took a few steps, leaned over and said in Yan Weiyi's ear, "But I don't think it's possible, the two are so different in status. If there is more, the old lady will definitely not agree to it, and it will be considered a casual romance at most."

"A high-ranking aristocrat is paired with a mountainous countryside. This kind of plot can only be read in a book. It is not realistic at all."

Yan Weiyi glanced at Yan Weijia, who was engrossed in the small wooden house not far away, and turned around and whispered, "You look at a little chick without any emotions, just look at the general's eyes, tsk tsk, you have eyes." Everyone can see it, okay.”

As he spoke, he shook his head and spat out the leaves in his mouth with a "bah" sound. "Just look at it. If it's impossible, nothing is possible."

"It's impossible for them to write my B character backwards."

With his general's character, once he decides on something, he can never let it go, so what can the old lady do if he stops him?

Yan Weiyi shook his head. In the past two years, the old lady has blocked very few things, right? Is there any one thing that has really been successfully blocked?

Yan Wei Bing looked at Yan Wei Yi as if he were looking at a fool, with a look of complete disdain in his eyes, "Isn't it still B when you write the word "B" backwards?"

Yan Weibing thought seriously for a while, half leaning against the tree, as if thinking about some major life event. In the end, he shook his head firmly and said, "I still think it's impossible."

"Okay, just take a look." With Mr. Song's abilities, it is definitely impossible for him to stay anonymously in such a small mountain village. Yan Weiyi sighed with emotion.

"Creak~" There was a sound, and the wooden door was pushed open. Shi Yu was dressed in black casual clothes, carrying a package on his back, and walked out of the door with a calm expression, looking calm and calm.

Although he pretended that nothing happened, the bright red lips and the broken corners of his mouth revealed everything.

Tsk~ So red. Inexplicably, Yan Weiyi thought of the concubine who had applied lipstick at the last palace banquet, and her mouth turned red.

Don’t look at anything that’s inappropriate, don’t look at anything that’s inappropriate. Yan Weiyizhuangruo inadvertently turned his gaze away, and finally his gaze rested on Song Ci'an, who was half a step behind.

Hiss~ This one looks more serious. The lips are swollen and the corners of the mouth are broken in several places. The general is very vigorous. This iron tree is just fine if it doesn't bloom, but it's amazing when it blooms!