Chongxi male wife

Li Miao was stunned, he didn't expect to pick up a piece of handkerchief and find it on the head of his sister-in-law-to-be. When he looked up, Yu Yin had already gone away.

Su Mingxuan pulled him to sit down, and when he saw that he was absent-minded, he comforted him: "Brother will propose marriage in a few days, and then he will be your rightful sister-in-law. You can ask if you want, it will be much more convenient."

Su Mingxuan comforted Li Miao while picking up vegetables for Li Miao.Li Miao nodded, completely ignoring Su Mingxuan's address for Li He.

Now Li Miao's mind is full of that veil and the value of that veil.

After Su Mingxuan comforted Li Miao, he also felt that what he said was a bit ambiguous. Li He is only sixteen or seventeen years old this year, and he is eighteen or nineteen. He is three or four years older than him. It is really wrong to call him big brother.

Su Mingxuan reflected on his own address, but he never thought of why he subconsciously called Li He that way.

After they finished eating, it was afternoon. Li Miao was always thinking about drawing pictures in the storybook, so he didn't play much in the afternoon, so he hurried home.

Mother Su is also at home today. She went out to worship the Buddha a few days ago, and she came back today.

Hearing that his son had gone out, he thought that Su Mingxuan was out on business, so he didn't ask anyone to look for him.

When Su Mingxuan came back at night, Su's mother sent someone to look for her.

Su Mingxuan asked Li Miao to practice big characters, and followed the servants sent by Su's mother to the backyard.

Mother Su's health is getting worse and worse. She went to the temple to ask for soothing incense, and now she has lit it.

Su Mingxuan entered the room, Su's mother leaned on the back of the chair and looked at him, beckoning to him: "Son, come here and let mother take a look, I don't want to panic if I don't see you for a few days."

Su Mingxuan walked over and asked his mother to take a good look at it.

Mother Su looked at him, and the more she looked, the more sad she was. She didn't have many years to live. This time when she went to the temple, the abbot there brought up this matter again.

Mother Su is not the kind of person who doesn't talk about it, but people who are dying always hope that they can live a few more days.

Su's mother sighed, she stroked the back of Su Mingxuan's hand, feeling sad: "I'm afraid I won't see my grandson, but son, why do you want to marry a daughter-in-law before your mother dies?"

If this had been said before, Su Mingxuan would have been so soft-hearted that he might have agreed immediately.

But for some reason, he couldn't open his mouth today. Su Mu held his hand, tears welling in her eyes, no matter whether Su Mingxuan answered or not, she always wanted to finish speaking.

"Son, mother has nothing else to ask for, but just wants to see you marry a wife and have children before she dies." She said, looking at Father Su's ranking behind the screen.

Su Mingxuan sighed, and after struggling for a long time, he agreed: "Yes, you will definitely live long enough for me to marry a wife."

Walking out of Su's mother's yard, Su Mingxuan became depressed.

He didn't know what he was thinking, he didn't complain every time Mother Su asked him to do something, why did he hesitate today.

Su Mingxuan is now outside his own courtyard, instead of going in, he stands outside the courtyard and looks at the moon in the sky.

He couldn't figure it out clearly, and became more and more entangled. As he was entangled, he thought of his future wife.

What would his wife be like?Su Mingxuan thought about it, and stood there without moving.

Deeper and deeper, Li Miao waited for Su Mingxuan not to return for a long time, so he came out with a lantern to look for him.

When he reached the gate of the small courtyard, Li Miao saw Su Mingxuan who was admiring the moon.

Su Mingxuan raised his head, looking at the moon in the sky, his wife was imagining in his mind.

When the red hijab was lifted, he saw a familiar face. The big eyes on the delicate face were as bright as stars in the sky.

Li Miao saw that he was not wearing enough clothes, and was afraid that he would catch a cold, so he came over with a lantern: "Master, go back, you will catch a cold."

Su Mingxuan had fantasized about kissing his bride, and he woke up instantly upon hearing this sound.

The person standing in front of him was his little Miaoer, who was not wearing a red wedding dress, nor did she have a happy smile on her face.

His little Miao'er frowned and looked up at him: "Master, it's getting dark, let's go inside."

Su Mingxuan had no choice but to follow him into the courtyard. When walking behind him, Su Mingxuan carefully sized Li Miao's figure.

His little Miao'er was thin and thin, but his figure was tall and straight. Thinking of what he had imagined just now, Su Mingxuan couldn't help but blush.

How could he imagine his little Miao'er as his bride? It's too wrong. Xiao Miao'er is his younger brother. He is so energetic.

Thinking of this, Su Mingxuan called out to Li Miao who turned around and was about to go back to sleep: "Little Miaoer, go ask Zhuhong to boil hot water for me."

Li Miao paused and turned around: "Master, do you want to take a bath?"

Su Mingxuan nodded, and seeing him leave, he closed the door, took off his coat and lay down under the blanket.

He certainly didn't want to sleep when he lay under the covers. At his young age, he was always thinking about that kind of thing. Although he had never had sex, he had read picture books and the like.

What happened tonight was too exciting, he actually lost his composure on the way back, but as a young master, he still needs face, and he can't lose face in front of little Miaoer.

Su Mingxuan's hand movements became faster and faster, but he couldn't release it for a long time. After a long time, he finally released it.

His mind went blank, and after a burst of white light in front of his eyes, he breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, Zhuhong knocked on the door: "Master, the water is here."

Hearing her shout, Su Mingxuan calmed down his disordered breathing, and returned after a while: "Send it in."

Zhu Hong brought the water in and left with a few servants. Su Mingxuan calmed down a bit when he submerged himself in the water.

Who was he thinking when he just did that?His mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything, Su Mingxuan sank into the water and took a deep breath.

After a long while, he stood up abruptly from the water, took his clothes, put them on, and asked Zhu Hong to lead someone to tidy up the room.

Zhu Hong moved quickly, and quickly cleaned up the room, and Su Mingxuan also lay back on the bed.

After taking a bath, he felt relaxed, and Su Mingxuan fell into a dream.

In the dream, Su Mingxuan once again dreamed that he was married.

The tent was warm with red candles, and he couldn't see clearly, but in the dimness, the person in front of him gave him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

Su Mingxuan put his arms around that man's waist, that man's waist was very thin, so slender he could wrap it around with one arm.

He lowered his head to kiss the man's neck, and the fragrance from the man's neck was so familiar.

After a night of lingering, he couldn't see the man's appearance clearly. At the last moment, he tried to see the man's face.

Just as he got closer, he heard a familiar voice, it was his little Miaoer calling him: "Master, Master..."

Su Mingxuan looked at that person's face, it was Li Miao's smiling face, and he woke up suddenly.

Li Miao, who was standing beside his bed and bowed his head to call him, was almost bumped by him, and hurriedly took a few steps back.

Su Mingxuan was in doubt, he was afraid that this was another dream, so when he saw Li Miao, he blurted out: "Why are you here?"

Li Miao was stunned, and he looked up at Su Mingxuan: "Sister Zhuhong went shopping and told me to wake up the young master, what's wrong with the young master? Did you have a nightmare?"

Li Miao looked at Su Mingxuan. These days Su Mingxuan pampered him with a little temper. It was the first time he saw Su Mingxuan attacking him, and he felt uncomfortable.

Su Mingxuan also felt that his tone was wrong, he hurriedly took a deep breath to adjust himself: "I had a nightmare, my tone is not good, little Miaoer, please don't get angry with me."

Li Miao quickly nodded in agreement, he knew how could the young master be angry with him, the young master treated him so well.