The eldest daughter is committing suicide, and the marriage partner comes to redeem her

In the darkness of the night, the man called her name in a low, mellow voice with great restraint.

"Why are you calling me? Are you worried about that big red lantern?"

Big red lantern? Pei Zigui had a hint of doubt in his eyes.

The man said hoarsely: "Don't get so close."

Jiang Ruoli: "Why? Are you afraid that the big red lantern will get jealous?"

Pei Zigui didn't know who the big red lantern Jiang Ruoli was talking about, so he pushed the person up.

"Nothing, but you were so close, I thought you wanted to try it in the garden."

"???"

Jiang Ruoli, who had reacted, wished he could hide himself eight hundred meters away. He opened his hand and covered Pei Zigui's uncovered mouth.

"What do you say in front of the kids?"

The man with his mouth covered raised his eyebrows, as if he was puzzled by the word "child".

Qiqi, who had been following the two of them, barked twice in response.

The high heels in her mouth also fell off.

"Hold tight."

After saying that, Pei Zigui squatted down holding Jiang Ruoli in one hand.

"Ah, what are you doing!"

Jiang Ruoli said he was disgusted, but his arms hugged her tighter. Thinking of Pei Zigui's previous words, he leaned back subconsciously.

The posture is strange.

Pei Zigui didn't think too much about it. He tightened his core and held the little woman firmly, then bent down to pick up the lone high-heeled shoe.

Get up and continue walking towards home.

Jiang Ruoli swung his calves, not knowing if it was because he was wrapped in Pei Zigui's suit, but he could smell the fir scent all over his body.

She asked casually, "What did Grandpa Pei call you for?"

"Ask us when we're going to have kids."

"Ahem! What did you say? I told you I don't want to give birth so early. Pregnancy is so hard."

The bright moonlight shone down, illuminating Pei Zigui's smiling face.

The eldest daughter is difficult enough to serve on a normal day, if she gets pregnant, won’t there be a huge uproar?

"Well, you are still young, so don't consider it for now."

Seen from behind, the man was holding his high-heeled shoes in one hand and holding someone in the other.

His broad shoulders completely covered the petite woman in his arms, leaving only her restless, slender white feet swinging.

Next to him, a big golden retriever followed slowly.

*

The two stayed at the Pei family's old house at night.

This was her first time entering Pei Zigui's room in the old house. Before entering, Jiang Ruoli felt inexplicably a little excited.

At the door, there was a bamboo flower basket filled with fresh white roses that looked like they had just been cut.

"Isn't this the white rose in the yard?"

"Don't you like it? I asked the servant to cut some flowers for you to play with."

Pei Zigui put the person on the sofa and brought in the basket from the door.

Jiang Ruoli was not injured in the first place, and now that there were no audiences, she naturally didn't bother to continue performing.

He put on his slippers, put his hands behind his back and started wandering around the room.

So boring, it’s either black or white. How come it’s the same as Lanting Garden?

The only color was the pair of peach-pink slippers on her feet.

And...the red pajamas brought in by the maid.

Suspenders, lace.

It should be because they are newly married.

But would it be too enthusiastic?

Pei Zigui found Jiang Ruoli in the study. She was looking closely at the photos on the desk.

"What are you looking at?"

Jiang Ruoli blurted out: "Looking at the male college students."

His eyes fell on the photo on the table. It was a photo of Pei Zigui after he finished his speech as an outstanding graduate in the auditorium after graduating from university.

Compared with now, Pei Zigui's eyes were not so sharp a few years ago, and he still had a youthful and high-spirited look.

But it is true that he doesn't like to laugh. Even on graduation day, he just curled his lips.

Virtue!

Noticing her gaze, Pei Zigui moved closer and asked, "Are the male college students good-looking?"

They are obviously the same person, but I don't know why, but I suddenly have a taboo feeling that I'm secretly cheating on my husband with a young hunk.

"Okay."

Pei Zigui chuckled and carried the person directly to the desk.

"Lift your legs."

As he said this he was about to come over and grab her ankles.

Jiang Ruoli was so scared that he pushed people away and tried to stop them in a panic: "Hey, hey, hey, not here!"

Pei Zigui did not do anything either. He sat down on the chair with his eyebrows slightly raised.

"So where would you like it? The bedroom or the bathroom?"

That look was clearly one of mockery.

Jiang Ruoli was embarrassed and annoyed, he raised his foot and kicked Pei Zigui in the chest, "Okay, you are kidding me."

In such a big city like Jiangcheng, only Miss Jiang dares to do this and still remain safe and sound.

Pei Zigui lowered his eyes and looked at the white and tender feet on his chest, and his eyes became unclear.

He raised his hand and rubbed the woman's slender ankle a few times, causing her to tremble.

All kidding aside, Jiang Ruoli felt like Pei Zigui's eyes were about to eat him up.

"What are you doing?"

The big hand with distinct joints extended all the way upwards, lifted the slit hem of the cheongsam skirt, and finally landed on the outside of the calf.

Pei Zigui's voice was deep and hoarse: "Didn't your legs break apart?"

“No…”

Her feet were still on Pei Zigui's chest. Jiang Ruoli lowered his eyes, his gaze fixed on his own legs.

There was a tiny scratch on the fair skin, slightly red, but it was a little glaring against the white jade-like skin.

She guessed that it was probably because he was accidentally cut by the bushes next to him when he fell down.

“I didn’t even notice.”

Pei Zigui didn't say anything. He put her foot on his thigh, then took out a sterile cotton swab from somewhere and wiped the wound carefully.

"No matter how much you dislike her, there's no need to gamble with your body. You're wearing high heels today. If you really sprain or break a bone, you won't be able to go shopping."

It seemed that Pei Zigui saw through her disguise at a glance.

Jiang Ruoli touched his nose guiltily and said, "No, I am very stable in high heels, okay? I never fall."

Pei Zigui pressed his eyelids, and after hearing that, he applied a little force and pressed the cotton swab on the scratch, "Isn't this a wound?"

My heart almost stopped when I saw her fall to the ground.

Instead, the little girl waved her hand and seemed not to care at all.

"This is just a minor wound that will heal sooner or later. It's not as obvious as the bruises from when you made me kneel."

Halfway through his words, Jiang Ruoli covered his mouth in regret.

You can donate this mouth if you don't want it anymore.

The little girl was spoiled since she was a child, and she was the little princess of the Jiang family, so her skin was very tender. It would easily bruise if she was bumped, and turn red if she was gently pinched.

He understands this better than anyone else.

Pei Zigui lowered his head and threw the disinfectant cotton swab into the trash can. He stood up, supported himself on the edge of the table with both hands, and hugged Jiang Ruoli in his arms.

"Sorry, I'll pay more attention next time."

The distance between the two was almost negligible. The rose scent of the woman came to his face, penetrated into the man's dark eyes, and rolled up waves of lust.

"Can I kiss you?"

A magnetic, seductive voice entered her ears. Jiang Ruoli grasped the hem of Pei Zigui's shirt tightly and bit her red lips.

It seems like a silent consent.

Pei Zigui held her slender waist and slowly lowered his head.

The moment he touched her warm and soft lips, his self-control became useless. He grabbed the back of the woman's head with his other hand, pried open her lips and kissed her.

All the air was taken away.

Jiang Ruoli was like a doll being controlled at will, with her head tilted back, falling into the love net carefully woven by the man.

A soft moan escaped from her throat, gentle and melodious, stirring her heart.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door.