I am the stepmother of my son, and the little villain has changed into a little cotton-padded jacket

Xiao Yizhuo lay on the slightly wide bed. As soon as he closed his eyes, all he could think of was Wen Shutang's every move and smile. He had no desire to sleep at all.

He was used to Wen Shutang lying next to him on weekdays. After she was away for a few days, he suddenly felt that the bed had become a lot wider, which was really hard to get used to.

Xiao Yizhuo rested his head on his arms, turned his head to look at the bright moonlight outside the window, and smiled helplessly.

It turns out that when fighting on the battlefield, he would fall asleep as soon as he was extremely tired. Not to mention sleeping on a bed, he could even fall asleep by lying on the ground.

Now that I have a wife, I have developed the bad habit of needing someone to accompany me when I sleep.

Xiao Yizhuo suddenly felt helpless, but there was also a hint of sweetness in his helplessness.

That night, Xiao Yizhuo undoubtedly suffered from insomnia.

The long night passed quickly. After Wen Shutang got up, washed up, and walked out of the house, he ran into Xiao Yizhuo who had gotten up early.

Seeing the obvious bruise under Xiao Yizhuo's eyes, Wen Shutang was slightly stunned and looked at him blankly.

Xiao Yizhuo walked up to her, stretched out his hand to hold her wrist with a little grievance, and whispered: "Madam, I couldn't sleep last night."

Wen Shutang looked at the man in front of him. He no longer had the cold and ruthless look he had when they first met. The man in front of him was clearly a big dog who would act like a spoiled child all the time.

Wen Shutang suppressed his excitement and coughed softly a few times.

"Ahem, insomnia? It's not because of me, is it?"

"Yes, it's because my wife is not by my side that I can't sleep. Normally, I can always fall asleep listening to my wife's talking in her sleep, but yesterday my ears were too quiet and I couldn't fall asleep at all." Xiao Yizhuo sighed, looking very regretful.

Hearing what he said, the curve that had just appeared on Wen Shutang's lips disappeared instantly, and she stared at Xiao Yizhuo with wide eyes.

"Me? I was talking in my sleep? When? How come I didn't know I was talking in my sleep?"

Xiao Yizhuo pursed his lips and smiled softly: "Madam, of course you don't know, because I didn't tell you."

"What did I talk in my sleep?" Wen Shutang suddenly felt a little nervous. She remembered that she didn't have the habit of talking in her sleep, but looking at Xiao Yizhuo's expression, he didn't seem to be lying.

Wen Shutang couldn't help feeling a little nervous. It was said that talking in sleep could best reflect a person's true thoughts. She wouldn't say anything nonsense, right?

Seeing her anxious question, Xiao Yizhuo immediately wanted to tease her, and he stroked his chin slowly and thought.

"Let me think about what the Madam always said. Oh, yes, I remember now, the Madam always muttered that she liked me and that she loved me the most. Sometimes she would not be so honest and would climb on me in the middle of the night."

After hearing what he said, Wen Shutang was petrified on the spot, his expression stiff with surprise.

She actually believed what Xiao Yizhuo said. After all, there were several times when she woke up in the morning and she was in Xiao Yizhuo's arms, and she did dream about Xiao Yizhuo a few times.

Wen Shutang pursed his lips and felt both sides of his face burning.

"No, no way, you heard me wrong, I didn't say that..."

Seeing that Wen Shutang did not admit it, Xiao Yizhuo, a man of nearly 1.9 meters tall, bent down and approached Wen Shutang, with a somewhat dissatisfied tone.

"How can you not admit it, Madam? In ancient times, there were cases where a lecher would flirt with a woman and refuse to admit it. Do you want to be that lecher now, Madam?"

Wen Shutang widened his eyes slightly, looking at the man in front of him who looked like his young wife who had been wronged. He couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment.

Just as she was racking her brains to get rid of the label of a female hooligan, Yun Liu walked out of the room. As soon as she came out, she saw Wen Shutang and Xiao Yizhuo holding hands.

Yun Liu was also stunned, then smiled knowingly.

"You two have a really good relationship."

After saying that, he walked away with a smile.

Looking at her back, Wen Shutang's expression became even stiffer.

Now, the female hooligan has not yet been freed from the accusation of being a hooligan, and now there is an additional misunderstanding that is difficult to explain.

Forget it, girls who love to laugh will have good luck.

Wen Shutang took a deep breath, looked up at Xiao Yizhuo, took the initiative to hold his hand, squeezed his fingers hard, and spoke in a low voice.

"Don't tell anyone about what I said in my sleep."

Xiao Yizhuo raised his eyebrows, looked down at the two people's interlocked hands, and the smile on his face became more obvious.

"Of course, ma'am, this is just a private affair between you and me, I won't tell anyone else about it."

Hearing his description, Wen Shutang's old face turned red. Why are this person's adjectives so strange?

If someone who didn't know the situation heard them, they would think they were talking about something inappropriate for children.

The days passed one by one, and in the blink of an eye it was the 29th, the day when Wen Yaoshi and Yun Liu got married.

Wen Shutang got up early, washed up, and went to Yun Liu's room. Liu Sufen was already beside her, helping her draw her eyebrows.

Yun Liu sat in front of the bronze mirror, quietly looking at himself in the mirror.

Liu Sufen said with a smile: "You have a really good foundation. You don't need much rouge and powder to be beautiful enough."

Hearing what she said, Yun Liu smiled shyly.

Wen Shutang stood by and helped her organize the wedding dress she would change into later. During the process, Wen Shutang couldn't help but once again admire Yun Liu's ingenuity and dexterity.

It is amazing that a wedding dress sewn purely by hand can be so beautiful and exquisite. Even if this bright red wedding dress is put in modern times, it is not inferior to those pure white wedding dresses at all.

This wedding dress, Yunliu, is made of the finest brocade silk from Baixiufang. It is embroidered with delicate patterns, with golden silk threads running through it, outlining blooming flowers with gorgeous petals.

Wen Shutang even felt that Yun Liu's wedding dress was much more beautiful than those cookie-cutter white wedding dresses.

"This wedding dress is so beautiful, sister-in-law, you have such a skillful hand." Wen Shutang couldn't help but sigh.

Yun Liu smiled and said, "I embroidered a common style for ordinary families. Although it is not as gorgeous and luxurious as the one worn by a rich lady when she gets married, it is beautiful enough."

Wen Shutang nodded, then took out the gift he had prepared.

"By the way, second sister-in-law, this is the wedding gift I prepared for you."

Wen Shutang opened the wooden box, and inside lay a golden hairpin with a Begonia pearl flower quietly, looking low-key yet noble.

When Yun Liu saw the gold hairpin, she was stunned at first, then quickly waved her hand to refuse: "No, no, no, Shutang, no, it's too expensive, you keep it for yourself, mother and A Yao have prepared enough jewelry for me."

Wen Shutang picked up the gold hairpin, compared it with Yun Liu's bun, and put it on her head with satisfaction.

"Sister-in-law, don't refuse. Those jewels were given to you by mother and second brother. This is my share. Look, you look so beautiful in them. Today is your big day. Just let mother and I dress you up obediently."