The Male Wife

Pei Cheng looked at Jiang Linzhi nervously, his black eyes flashing with anxiety.

Jiang Linzhi laughed suddenly, and calmly let go of Pei Cheng's hand, with a smile in his tone, but a little more alienated than before, "Go back, it's getting late."

Pei Cheng looked at Jiang Linzhi with vigilance in his eyes. For some reason, when he heard Jiang Linzhi say this, his heart trembled inexplicably.

"Second Master, have you been..."

Jiang Linzhi raised his eyes, stared coldly at Pei Cheng's eyes, and said in a word: "Go out, don't let me say it a second time." This was the first time that Pei Cheng saw Jiang Linzhi Looking angry.

However, Pei Cheng was not afraid.

Pei Cheng pursed his lips and stood up. Just when Jiang Rinzhi thought he was going to leave, Pei Cheng went straight to the window, opened the wooden window, and the whistling cold wind rushed in from the outside, snowflakes Being swept into the house by the strong wind, some snowflakes floated in Pei Cheng's hair.

Jiang Rinzhi looked at Pei Cheng, and looked at him without blinking.

"The second master has been holding back in the house for a long time these days." Pei Cheng opened the wooden window a little smaller, leaving a gap, and the cold wind came in from the outside. After doing all this, Pei Cheng came over, feeling The fear of men had already dissipated. He looked directly at Jiang Linzhi and said, "It's good for your body to go out more. Otherwise, if you hold it for too long, your body will be affected a little." Jiang Linzhi said nothing .

Pei Cheng was not in a hurry, and walked around the house on his own, and finally found a brand new script book from the desk, surprised: "Second Master, you never read scripts? Why do you have scripts? "

Jiang Linzhi who was still sitting on the bed didn't say a word, his eyes were cold.

Pei Cheng walked to the side of the bed, sat down, and flipped through the script by himself, "It's still early, I'll stay with Second Master."

Jiang Linzhi said stiffly: "No need. Jiang Yanzhi is still young, you should stay by his side."

Pei Cheng suddenly felt that Jiang Linzhi was not as scary as he thought. He tilted his head, with a brisk smile on the corner of his mouth, and said, "I am the second master's husband, and the second master has been ill for a month, but I It is my dereliction of duty to come to see the second master now."

Having talked to this extent, Jiang Linzhi didn't bother to say anything to him, so he just picked up the book and read it.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Pei Cheng curled up his mouth, lowered his eyes, and flipped through the script from time to time, reading with relish.

Pei Cheng didn't ask Jiang Linzhi, who has always loved to read history books, why he put a few brand new scripts in the house, and Jiang Linzhi didn't explain. The two seemed to have reached some invisible agreement secretly.

The snowflakes were swept by the strong wind outside the house, and the thick snow was getting higher and higher. Several servants outside the house were shoveling snow with shovels.

Jiang Yanzhi in the next yard was curled up in the warm blanket, his whole face was buried in the pillow, and he smacked his lips from time to time, as if he was in a deep sleep.

The winter night fell quickly, as if it was daytime one moment ago, but the whole sky was dark in the next second.

Dong Lai carefully walked into the inner room with a candle in his hand, lightly lit all the candles in the room, and then said: "Second Master, madam, do you want dinner now?"

Pei Cheng lazily turned another page of the book. Hearing this, he yawned and closed the book. After reading the script for more than an hour, his eyes were sore and he couldn't even straighten his waist.

Jiang Linzhi glanced at Pei Cheng, but when Pei Cheng was about to notice it, he quickly looked away: "Let's serve the food." Not long after, the steaming hot food was put on the table.

Just as Pei Cheng picked up the chopsticks, he felt a headache when he thought of Jiang Yanzhi who was still sleeping in the yard next door, and said, "Has Jiang Yanzhi woke up?"

Donglai felt like waking up from a dream, "Slave, let's go and have a look."

After Dong Lai trotted out all the way, Pei Cheng picked up the chopsticks absent-mindedly, poking at the food on the plate one by one, looking at the door from time to time.

Jiang Linzhi, who originally had a good appetite, immediately lost his appetite after seeing Pei Cheng's appearance, and even picked up less food.

Pei Cheng sensitively sensed that Jiang Linzhi was in a bad mood, hesitated for a moment, and asked, "Do you want to drink some soup to warm your body?"

Jiang Linzhi glanced at Pei Cheng lightly, and nodded indifferently.

Pei Cheng stood up, picked up the soup bowl, scooped up two spoonfuls of soup, then handed it to Jiang Linzhi, saying, "Drink while it's hot."

Jiang Linzhi didn't say anything, but he drank the soup before putting down the soup bowl.

Outside the door, Jiang Yanzhi stood tightly wrapped at the door, his face was full of gloom, but when he saw Pei Cheng, his face immediately turned cloudy, he walked a few steps quickly, and then stopped, aggrieved and angry Looking at Pei Cheng.

Pei Cheng rubbed his nose, remembering what he promised the little guy yesterday that he would never leave him after he was asleep, he felt guilty, "Come over for dinner. Why are you getting up now?"

In the end, Jiang Yanzhi still couldn't hold his breath. He rushed over, sat beside Pei Cheng, and said, "I got up early. But you're not here."

Pei Cheng felt even more guilty now, and said, "Yes."

He couldn't save his father's face and say sorry to his son—if there were only the two of them, maybe Pei Cheng could still say it, but Jiang Linzhi was on the side, so Pei Cheng couldn't say it anyway.

Dong Lai scooped up a bowl of white rice and placed it in front of Jiang Yanzhi. Jiang Yanzhi picked up the chopsticks, with a serious face, and lowered his head to deliver the rice with the chopsticks.

Pei Cheng was in the mood, and while eating, he added vegetables to Jiang Yanzhi's bowl from time to time.

Jiang Linzhi took a few glances, taking the interaction between the two into his eyes, and didn't say anything about it.Jiang Linzhi picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and picked up the fried shredded chicken that was fried in color, fragrance and taste, and ate slowly.

After eating, it suddenly snowed heavily outside, and the layers of snow instantly drowned the path that had been cleared during the day. Dong Lai stood at the door of the house, turned around and walked in anxiously, and said, "The road outside has been covered by snow." The snow is submerged, and it seems that the snow will not stop for a while."

Pei Cheng raised his head and said, "Is it snowing a lot outside?"

Dong Lai nodded.

Jiang Linzhi got up from the low couch, walked to the table, watched Jiang Yanzhi's calligraphy practice stroke by stroke, and gave some guidance, then walked over, looked up at the growing snowflakes outside the house, and said: " Go clean up the next room."

Dong Lai nodded, turned around and went out to ask someone to clean up the next room.

Pei Cheng felt that it didn't matter, lying on the window to watch the snow outside, he likes snow, because when it snows he can lie in bed for a longer time, so the weather tonight is quite to his liking.

Suddenly, a heavy object was pressed down behind him.

Pei Cheng froze, and Jiang Linzhi's deliberately lowered voice sounded in his ears, "It's night, and the wind is strong at night, so close the windows. If you want to see the snow, it's not too late to see it tomorrow."

As he said that, Pei Cheng watched Jiang Linzhi in the current posture of the two stacking arhats, and watched Jiang Linzhi slowly close the wooden window.

After closing the wooden window, Jiang Linzhi stood up as if nothing had happened.

However, Pei Cheng couldn't come back to his senses for a long time. He just closed a window and lay on his body?

Dong Lai pushed open the door and walked in, lowered his head, and said in a low voice, "Second Master, Ma'am. There is only one quilt left in the next room, and the rest of the quilt is not dry yet."

Pei Cheng frowned, "There is only one quilt left? Then how will I sleep tonight?"

Dong Lai bent over, and his tone became more pious, "Ma'am, how about you and Second Master tonight... there is no other way. I don't know how Madam and Second Master...?"

Pei Cheng subconsciously looked at Jiang Linzhi.

Jiang Linzhi stood aside, lowering his eyes, making it difficult to see the expression on his face.

Dong Lai, who was presumptuous, began to sweat coldly on his back.

After a while, Jiang Linzhi said: "Well, let's go down."

Pei Cheng was somewhat reluctant.From the last life to this life, he and Jiang Linzhi shared the same bed only twice, one was the wedding night in the bridal chamber, and the other was the last time at Pei's house.

In short, the two experiences of sleeping on the same bed with Jiang Linzhi were not worth recalling for Pei Cheng.Naturally, Pei Cheng was somewhat repelled from sharing the same bed with Jiang Linzhi.

Jiang Linzhi glanced at Pei Cheng lightly, and saw the repulsion in his eyes. The haze in his eyes rolled a few times, and then he managed to suppress it. He said: "If you don't want to, madam can go back to your own yard."

Pei Cheng froze.

Back to his own yard?

Pei Cheng wanted to go back to his yard, but it was too obvious to do so.What's more, if this matter gets out, it will not be good for him or Jiang Linzhi's reputation.

Shaking his head, Pei Cheng forced himself to stop thinking about it. He kept telling himself in his heart that Jiang Linzhi had been drinking the medicine for half a month now, and he had no intention of being with him at all...he didn't have to be afraid.

Jiang Yanzhi put down the pen, yawned, his eyes were full of tears, and his face was sleepy, "Daddy, I'm sleepy."

Pei Cheng walked over, patted his head, and said softly: "You sleep in the next room tonight, I'm here, we'll go back tomorrow morning."

Jiang Yanzhi nodded, and said oh, he didn't recognize the bed, so he didn't refuse.

"Come from the east." Pei Cheng raised his voice.

Donglai walked in from the outside, took Jiang Yanzhi away, and closed the door behind him.

Only Pei Cheng and Jiang Linzhi were left in the room.

Pei Cheng unconsciously licked his lips, and the anxiety of staying in the same space with Jiang Linzhi in the afternoon swept Pei Cheng again instantly.He is a little unwell.

Jiang Linzhi didn't care what Pei Cheng was thinking at the moment, he just said, "It's too late, let's rest." He turned around and walked into the back room.

Pei Cheng hesitated for a moment, thinking that he could only sleep on the same bed with Jiang Linzhi tonight, so he gritted his teeth and followed Jiang Linzhi's footsteps.

Outside the house, Donglai settled Jiang Yanzhi, turned off the candles in the back room, leaving only one candle, and then left.

As soon as he walked out the door, Donglai's legs immediately gave way and he fell to the ground.

Dong Lai bit his lower lip nervously, thinking about the way Jiang Linzhi looked at him after he made his own decision just now...

After a long time, Donglai wiped the cold sweat from his forehead with shaking hands, his eyes filled with the joy of being alive after the catastrophe.

No matter what, Pei Cheng is the wife of their Dongyuan, and Donglai can't just watch his second master spend the rest of his life alone.