An ugly wife in the time-traveling house

Wan Qiu looked at Lian Zhou, and Lian Zhou also looked at him.

——A look of amazement flashed in his eyes at the same time.

"Isn't your previous outfit pretty? Why did you change it?" Lianzhou took a few steps towards Wanqiu, forcing the shivering person to lean against the corner.

"You, what are you doing?" In the morning of late autumn, Lian Zhou caught and taught her imitation makeup, just when she was afraid of him, she looked anxiously towards the door: "Husband... Husband will be back soon, you... "Don't bully me.

"Why? You want to use him to suppress me? Do you think I'm afraid of him?"

Lian Zhou likes watching Wan Qiu see himself like a mouse seeing a cat, he pinches Wan Qiu's slippery chin to make him look up at himself, his gaze moves down from Wan Qiu's black eyebrows like distant mountains, to his swollen, swollen lips After a pause, he fixed on the late autumn clothes.

The sky blue blouse and long skirt, the hem of the skirt is layered like water patterns, the embroidery doesn't look very complicated, but the material is luxurious, better than the one I'm wearing.

Lian Zhou scoffed, thinking that Shan Yu was better than herself in the end for Wan Qiu.

"The poor don't wear such good clothes, right? Are you particularly proud?"

Lian Zhou asked Wan Qiu sarcastically:

"What is there to be proud of? How is the hair covered? Isn't the ugly birthmark still there? A little wind blows, and it will be seen? And the eyebrows, how beautiful they are drawn, aren't they also fake? Etc. He's gone, can you still have this eyebrow and this dress?"

As the saying goes, a good word is warm in three winters, and a bad word hurts people in June.

Lian Zhou has a poisonous mouth, and is used to sprinkling salt on other people's wounds, grabbing people's sore spots and poking them hard.

This is also the reason why Wan Qiu was afraid of Lian Zhou, he couldn't fight back, and couldn't resist.

All internal injuries.

"I didn't hit you, and I didn't scold you, why are you crying?" Lian Zhou let go of Wan Qiu and stepped back, crossing his arms and smiling at him with red lips shaking his eyes, "Why do you cry so much? Woman?"

Wan Qiu pursed her lips and looked at Shan Yu who appeared at the door, and wiped her eyes with her sleeve aggrievedly: "Husband, husband..."

Lianzhou froze for a moment, and turned around to see Shan Yu standing at the door, he was against the light and couldn't see the expression on his face clearly.

"Do you dare to play tricks with me?" Lianzhou felt that Wan Qiu deliberately bullied him in front of Shan Yu, and felt that he was deliberately trying to provoke the relationship between herself and Shan Yu. When she was angry, she raised her hand and gave Wan Qiu Slapped him, pointed at him and cursed: "Bitch|people!"

Actually?

As soon as Shan Yu returned to the kitchen, he didn't hear what Lian Zhou and Wan Qiu said that were too much. Of course, there was no such thing as Wan Qiu's deliberate tricks.

It was Lianzhou, and it was Lianzhou himself who proved with his actual actions that his arrogant temperament could not be tolerated any longer.

Shan Yu stood at the door, watching Lian Zhou slap Wan Qiu across the face, her fingers clenched into fists.

He didn't scold Lian Zhou, let alone step forward to help Wan Qiu, he just stood there, motionless like a mountain.

"See?" Lianzhou smiled triumphantly at Wanqiu: "Shanzi is still on my side."

Wan Qiu choked up, he looked at the indifferent Shan Yu at the door, he didn't know which was more tormenting, the pain on his face or the pain in his heart, he just felt that the previous sweetness was a joke, so he pushed Lianzhou away and ran out...

Get dragged.

"Let go, let go..." The moment Wan Qiu was held by Shan Yu's wrist, all her grievances turned into teardrops, crackling on the back of Shan Yu's hand: "I'm leaving now, and I'll leave later." It doesn't hinder your eyes anymore... woo..."

Shan Yu didn't comfort Wan Qiu, but held his face and looked at him, and said to Lian Zhou, who was standing aside watching the excitement, "I remember telling you that Wan Qiu is mine, so don't bully him and make things difficult for me."

He did say this, but Lian Zhou had long forgotten.

"How about I just beat him?" Lianzhou looked at Shan Yu provocatively, seeing his calm voice and normal face, he became more and more convinced that Shan Yu would not do anything to him for an outsider in late autumn, and said arrogantly: "If you have the ability ..."

With a crisp 'pop', a loud slap split the air and landed on Lianzhou's face.

With the back of the hand, seven points of strength.

"Does it hurt?" Shan Yu slapped Lian Zhou backhandedly, and asked him in a light voice.

Looking at Shan Yu's expression, Shan Yu's complexion is as usual, and he doesn't look angry at all; listening to his voice, Shan Yu's tone is steady and unwavering, and he doesn't mean to be angry at all, but Wan Qiu, who was embraced by Shan Yu in his arms, saw it...

The man with a handsome and clear face had a soul-stirring fire in his eyes.

Both Wanqiu and Lianzhou were dumbfounded by Shanyu's slap, one nestled in Shanyu's arms and dared not move, the other covered his face, dumbfounded.

Lianzhou slowed down for a long time, but he didn't realize what happened. It wasn't until a tearing pain came from the corner of his mouth that he realized that Shan Yu was for late autumn...

Actually beat him?Is it still so heavy?

"You! You beat me because of this ugly monster... for him?" Lian Zhou seemed to be in disbelief. He kept laughing when he was talking, and then cried while laughing. Mom! I will fight with you!"

Wan Qiu was startled, subconsciously buried her head in Shan Yu's arms, and heard a cry of pain.

There are three slow steps, more than half a meter high.

The moment Lian Zhou rushed up, Shan Yu mercilessly swung his sleeves down the steps, and fell into the snow.

He looked down at the blood flowing out from his palm scratched by the ice, and raised his eyes in a daze...

In winter, the clouds are blooming and the sun is warm, and the cold wind is blowing, standing under the eaves with mountain rain sleeves fluttering.

"Lianzhou, this is the second time."

The person who spoke was still the personable, calm and gentle image of a gentleman, and his tone was the same as before, neither serious nor serious.

"There is no more chance."

……

Shan Yu eradicated Lian Zhou's habit of bullying Wan Qiu all at once, and of course Lian Zhou completely broke with him.

At this point in late autumn, he finally gained some confidence. When Shan Yu was sitting in the hall next year, he no longer locked the gate of the courtyard. Occasionally, when the weather was good, he would go out with the child for a walk.

The small courtyard with three entrances and three exits has a good environment, and there is no shortage of pavilions, terraces and waterside pavilions. Bypassing the small garden is the library.

I heard that the former owner of this yard was a scholar, and he left a lot of books of poetry, books and rhymes. Although late autumn is illiterate, things like books are really rarer than tea leaves.

He kissed the little bun in his arms, teasingly said: "When you are a few years older, Daddy will send you to school and read a book for Daddy when you come back, okay?"

The little bun couldn't understand, he scratched the skirt of Wan Qiu's clothes with his little hands, humming for milk.

Wan Qiu had just had his chest ravaged by the mountain rain last night, and at this moment, being grabbed by the little guy, he bared his teeth in pain, he hurriedly found a corridor to sit down, grabbed the little Baozi Bai's tender hands, and before he could speak, There was a faint sound of reading from the half-open corner door.

It sounds like a lotus boat.

Late autumn was like a frightened bird. Just as he was about to leave with the little bun in his arms, he heard Lianzhou read it, which was his favorite "Dream of Red Mansions".