Bound Shark Wife

Xiaoshamao secretly looked at Zongzhang in the corner, staring until his eyes were sour, and then reluctantly looked back.

The patriarch who taught the closed disciples today was a little different from usual.

It seems that her complexion is better, and there is a little medicinal smell, and the ink green long gown is covered with a simple and quiet long gown, except for...

Shark stretched his neck and continued to peek resolutely. A Yuan didn't bring the medicine pouch he sewed by himself, but he also embroidered A Yuan's name on the medicine pouch.

After a brief moment of loss, Shame looked up, but the figure of the sect leader disappeared, and the closed disciple in black was still there.

As the morning approached, the sweltering hot wind passed through the front hall, Shark licked his dry lips, wanting to soak in the water for a while.There is only a lotus pond in the backyard of the Zongyuan. He slowly moved away from the corner, but he was caught by someone.

Looking at the shadow in front of him, Shame raised his eyes, licked his dry lips with the tip of his tongue, and blinked innocently.

He didn't make a sound, and the black-clothed boy in front of him looked at him calmly.

The boy in black asked, "Who are you?"

Shark hid in the courtyard and peeped secretly for a long time, no one cared about him, in fact it was relatively loose.But he was still worried about bumping into the Zongzhang head-on, and afraid of being verbally abused, so he wore a veil all the time when he went in and out, so as not to be called a little monster again.

He closed his veil and bowed his head in silence.After a while, he raised his head and looked up at the mature boy in black, and continued to remain silent.

Xiaoyu was curious about the boy in black and did not reject it.The other party and the Zongzhang are three or four points similar, solemn and serious, but not as natural as the Zongzhang.

Seeing that the blue-eyed boy was obsessed with him, Luo Changyun couldn't help but berate him.He thought the young man was a servant in the courtyard, although he only showed a pair of eyes, but it was not difficult to see that he should be a delicate-looking servant just from these watery and strange-colored eyes.

As for why they wear veils in the courtyard, maybe the face under the veil has scars or damage, so it has to be covered up.

There are foreign slaves who came here from foreign countries in the city, and the trading value of foreign slaves is relatively cheap.

Luo Changyun said coldly: "You little slave is hiding in the courtyard, not afraid of being punished."

Hearing this, Xiaosha immediately became nervous.It's not because he's afraid of being punished, but because he's worried about being seen by the head of the clan.

He put his finger on the veil and made a silent gesture: "You, can you not tell the Zongzhang what you saw me today?"

Luo Changyun even tacitly agreed that the foreign slave was lazy and guilty of fear of being punished, and he should be reprimanded for his upright and rigorous style, but looking at his blue eyes, Luo Changyun nodded for the first time, frowned and said: "Only this once, Let’s not take this as an example.”

Luo Changyun saw that the young man was small in appearance and lively and innocent in heart, so he only agreed once.

Xiaoying ran away with a smile on his face, but he couldn't dive into the lotus pond to soak in the water right now, so taking advantage of the less intense afternoon sun, he slipped away from the back door of the Zongyuan with a hood on.

The beautiful and beautiful shark dived into the bottom of the sea, and the little shark didn't go too far, floating and spinning under the deep sea, with the pores of his body comfortably open in the cool sea water.

He bent his webbed claws to pry open the clam shells underneath, and took out several clam beads. Although the clam beads were not as good-looking as his shark beads, Xiao Shar thought it was necessary for him to bring some gifts for A Yuan when he went back.

When the sky was about to get dark, Xiao Yu swung into the courtyard with a branch, and he quietly walked to the Zongzhang's room. The door was locked, and he slipped in through the window, and put the clam beads he held in his palm at the foot of the bed one by one. lined up.

After arranging the presents for the Zongzhang, Shama lay on the head of the bed and lifted the pillow, but couldn't find the medicine pouch he had sewn and put under the pillow.

Xiaosha rubbed her slightly puffed cheeks, and smiled ecstatically.

In the middle of the night, Pu Yuan, who came back from the Book Pavilion, saw the pearls lined up at the foot of the bed, and the candlelight was beating. He lowered his eyes and picked up the pearls one by one, holding them in his palm.

Looking up along the open window, he met a pair of blue eyes peeping quietly from the window sill.

Shark blinked: "..."

In fact, Xiao Sha shouldn't be lying under the window. He accidentally fell asleep on the Zongzhang's bed when he was delivering pearls to Zongzhang, which wasted time.

Just as she woke up and was about to leave, she met the Zong Zhang who was returning to her room.

Xiaosha grabbed the wooden bars on the window sill, trying to walk, but he couldn't move his legs.

He was uneasy, but also happy to see each other at close range at this moment.

After a while, before Zong Zhang could speak, Xiao Yu smiled shyly at the other party, and quickly jumped out of the window.

Shark didn't give Zong Zhang a chance to chase him away.

After a few days, Xiaoyu met Pu's child.

Liu Songzi picked up the child who was not as tall as his legs, knelt down to talk to the little man, and took him to the gate of the backyard. A quarter of an hour later, a woman with slender eyebrows came to pick him up.

Shame saw Liu Songzi holding hands with the woman intimately under the sleeves, he was very restrained, but he didn't want to waste the meeting, so he held on for a longer time.

It wasn't until Liu Songzi sent the woman and children outside the door that he closed the door and returned to the hospital with a nostalgic expression.

The servant is no longer the youthful figure of the past, but has grown into an adult, and his eyebrows and eyes are a little more stable when getting along with women and children.

Xiaosha leaned back against a tall branch, feeling depressed.

The Zongyuan is not quiet every day. Ah Yuan takes the closed disciples out to make inspections, and some matchmakers take advantage of this time to come to the door to talk about marriage.

Shame heard more than once that a girl was going to marry the head of the clan.

He now knows that people want to marry and have children, start a family and start a business, and they will have their own children to continue their offspring like Liu Songzi.

Will Ah Yuan get married, will he have a child with the girl?

The matter of getting married and having children troubled Shame for several days. Early in the morning, he leaned over the desk to write seriously, and when the handwriting was dry, he held the note in his hand.

Shark hid outside the empty window of the Book Pavilion, casting a slender shadow in the hot and dry sunlight.

Pu Yuan and the disciples of the closed door assigned a task, sent them away, and when they turned around, they saw a note stuffed on the table.

Pu Yuan looked at the thick shade of trees outside the empty window, clusters of which were swaying horizontally outside the empty window, and there was a silhouette of the back of the head faintly in the gap between the shadows of the trees.The reason why he recognized the back of his head was that the disheveled and disobedient black hair was swaying in the wind, and the shadow swayed.

Xiaosha spat out the strands of hair that floated into his mouth, holding on to the veil and waiting anxiously.He pricked up his ears and heard the slight sound of paper being turned.

Pu Yuan picked up the rolled note and unfolded it.

The immature handwriting has been written as neatly as possible.

"A Yuan, Shame wants to marry you."

The author has something to say:

Kavinka is dead, write less and overdo it.