To marry a widowed sister-in-law, gender male

Fu Bei looked at Nian Zhixia's eyebrows and said, "Zhixia, are you okay?"

Nian Zhixia nodded, and said with a gun and a stick: "I'm much better now that Mr. Fu's nightly aggression is gone."

"Zhixia, it's all my fault." Fu Beishi twitched the corners of his lips, "Don't worry, I won't offend you again."

"Really?" Nian Zhixia patrolled Fu Bei suspiciously.

Fu Beishi pointed to the sky and swore: "I, if Fu Beishi dares to invade again. Offend Nianzhixia, then I will be punished with five thunderbolts. I will not die well, and I will never be reborn."

Nian Zhixia's heart ached, and he mocked on his face: "What's the use of swearing? If God opened his eyes, how could I be trapped in this town and not be free?"

"Zhixia..." In terms of verbal skills, Fu Beishi was determined not to be able to compare with Nian Zhixia, let alone he was ashamed of Nian Zhixia.

Nian Zhixia stretched out his hand, grabbed Fu Beishi's jaw, and broke it on a whim. He didn't use any force, Fu Beishi immediately opened his lips and teeth in coordination, and he clamped Fu Beishi with the index finger and middle finger of his right hand. tongue.

This tongue had once kissed him so vividly, it had stopped everywhere on his body, including that place.

The events of the past on the bed flashed in his mind one scene after another, making his fingers, which were already hot, so hot that it seemed to be hot from the fingertips to the heart.

He regained his composure, sneered and said, "Master Fu's tongue is so clumsy, I thought Master Fu's tongue was taken away by the cat."

Fu Bei rubbed the tip of his tongue and lips flatteringly against Nian Zhixia's fingers, and Nian Zhixia's disgusted eyes immediately pierced into his eyes.

Nian Zhixia let go of Fu Beishi's tongue, and turned to stroking Fu Beishi's head with his left hand, like stroking a cat or dog. He brought his right hand to Fu Beishi's lips, and he ordered, "Lick it well."

Fearing that people would see him, Fu Beishi closed the door, hugged Nian Zhixia to the side of the bed and sat down, while he knelt at Nian Zhixia's feet, devoutly licking Nian Zhixia's right hand.

When Nian Zhixia didn't like the humble Fu Bei, he said flatly, "Master Fu, where is your dignity?"

Fu Beishi said softly, "Zhixia, I owe you first, and I can let go of all my dignity in front of you."

Nian Zhixia's body weakened inch by inch, but he still held on and said, "Master Fu's affectionate appearance really moved me. I wonder how General Wei would react if he was there?"

Fu Beishi said frankly: "Zhixia, if Mingshu is here, she will definitely think that I am bewitched?"

Nian Zhixia chuckled, "How would your mother react if she was there?"

"Mother, will she collapse?" Fu Beishi sighed, "Zhixia, in this life, I think that I am worthy of the heavens, and I am worthy of the ground. I am only ashamed of you and mother."

Nian Zhixia said in surprise: "As a younger brother, don't you feel ashamed of your elder brother?"

"Zhixia, I did feel ashamed of my elder brother, but before you reconciled with my elder brother, I never forced you. My elder brother already had his own heart more than ten years ago. My elder brother is a broken sleeve. He already knew that you are not Girl, so, don't have any hope for your elder brother, your elder brother told me to take good care of you, just because you are afraid that you will be lonely and helpless in the Marquis of the Town, and if your mother finds out, it will be difficult for you to be kind." For Fu Beishi, in the past, his elder brother was the bait for Nian Zhixia, but now he has to make it clear to Nian Zhixia, so that Nian Zhixia can turn around, "Zhixia, this morning, my brother was wearing a court uniform of the same standard as today's, and was led by Jinshang." Go ahead, climb up the jade steps, sit on the throne together, and declare today that you will share the world with your brother."

Nian Zhixia once saw the deep affection in Fu Nanxi's eyes when he looked at Wen Renzheng, and Wen Renzheng lost it again, so naturally he treasured Fu Nanxi, so it was not beyond his expectation to do this today, but...but He claimed to be cautious everywhere, but Fu Nanxi had already seen through him.

Fortunately, Fu Nanxi was kind-hearted and did not expose him.

He asked curiously: "Master Fu, how did my husband know that I am not a woman?"

Fu Beishi didn't play tricks: "You once imitated your sister's words and deeds in front of the bronze mirror in the middle of the night, and your brother saw it."

Nian Zhixia laughed at herself and said, "So, I naively thought that I was perfect."

"It was just an accident." Fu Beishi comforted, "Zhixia, you are indeed flawless, and you don't show any youthfulness in your behavior."

Nian Zhixia laughed and said, "Thank you, Mr. Fu, for your comfort."

Fu Bei lowered his head and held Nian Zhixia's little finger, and asked inarticulately, "Zhixia, I asked the chef, but you still have to drink three bowls of decoction every day..."

Nian Zhixia interrupted: "What does it have to do with you?"

Fu Beishi said worriedly: "I don't want to pry into your privacy, I just want to care about you, Zhixia, how many times do you vomit a day?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Nian Zhixia toyed with Fu Bei's bun and tossed it into a mess before asking again, "What did mother ask Mr. Fu to tell me?"

Fu Beishi demanded, "Zhixia, you have to answer me first."

Nian Zhixia said impatiently: "Ten times at most, six times at least."

"Ten times at most, six times at least..." Fu Beishi muttered to himself, then stared at Nian Zhixia and said, "Zhixia, you really don't have any serious illness?"

Nian Zhixia hooked her lips and said with a smile, "What disease do you want me to have?"

Fu Beishi said sincerely: "I don't want you to suffer from a serious illness. I sincerely hope that you will be in good health and live a long life."

Nian Zhixia turned her head slightly: "It's your turn to answer me."

Fu Beishi replied: "Zhixia, your mother asked me to ask you, when will you go home this month?"

Nian Zhixia suddenly fell silent, and went home... Mother is someone who has been there before, and his situation will definitely not escape her eyes. If he wants to go back to his mother's house, he must be prepared to confess to his mother.

How did he manage to open his mouth?

How would he tell his mother that he was happy with Fu Beishi, seduced Fu Beishi, and even conceived Fu Beishi's flesh and blood as a dream come true?

May I ask a mother, would she want her son to become a broken sleeve and conceive with another man's flesh and blood?

In fact, he had already thought about the wording countless times, but he still couldn't think of the perfect wording.

But there is no perfect wording for this matter.

It would be great if he was mother's daughter.

But if he was mother's daughter, would mother want a daughter who had an affair with her ex-uncle?

He couldn't feel sorry for his mother, his father, his elder brother, his younger sister...

There are too many people he can't stand.

But sooner or later he had to confess to his family that it was said that in the late pregnancy, pregnant women would experience edema all over their bodies and their bodies would become clumsy.

Judging from the current situation, he is eighty to nine out of ten harder than ordinary women. He needs the help of his family to successfully give birth to a child and bring him up.

Seeing that Nian Zhixia didn't say a word, Fu Bei suggested, "Zhixia, should I tell my aunt that you won't be going home this month so that she won't worry?"

"You are kind." Nian Zhixia patted Fu Beishi's head away, looked at the water on his right hand, and said with disgust, "Bring a basin of water."

Fu Beishi quickly brought water and washed Nian Zhixia's hands carefully.

Nian Zhixia was full of apologies, and secretly said: Brother Beishi is meticulous in his work, and he will definitely be a good father in the future. It's a pity...

After Fu Beishi cleaned Nian Zhixia's right hand, he wiped it with a brocade handkerchief.

Nian Zhixia stared at Fu Bei and said, "I'm going home this month, and I'm going home completely. How is the matter I told you? When will Mrs. Zhen Guohou let me go?"

Fu Beishi didn't answer, but instead babbled about his recent case.

Nian Zhixia liked to listen to Fu Beishi talking to him, but after a while, he had to interrupt: "I'm asking you when I can go home, not how your case is going."

Fu Beishi seemed to have never heard of it, and continued talking about his case.

Nian Zhixia pretended to be helpless and could only listen.

When he was young, his stomach was churning, and he skillfully picked up the slag bucket placed by the bedside, and vomited.

Fu Beishi raised his left hand, intending to pat Nian Zhixia's back, but hesitated.

As far as Nian Zhixia is concerned, he is filth and will only tarnish Nian Zhixia.

Nian Zhixia burst into tears, constantly complaining in his heart why Fu Bei was indifferent.

After a long time, he finally vomited cleanly, raised his head, and stared at Fu Beishi.

Fu Beishi's eyes were full of pain, and his heart softened all of a sudden.

Immediately afterwards, he caught a glimpse of Fu Beishi's hand placed an inch behind him, but it turned out that Fu Beishi was not indifferent, but was hesitant about whether he would make him angry.

When he saw Fu Bei handed over a brocade handkerchief, he suddenly smiled and said, "You can wipe it off."

Fu Beishi was flattered, and wiped Nian Zhixia's lips with trembling hands.

Nian Zhixia couldn't help grabbing Fu Beishi's hand, put it on her stomach, and said to the child in her belly: This is your father's hand. Father loves you, but because of daddy, father can't hug you. I can't grow up with you, but daddy is here, daddy is always there, daddy will hug you and grow up with you, by the way, you still have grandmother, grandfather, uncle, aunt.

Fu Beishi didn't know why Nian Zhixia did this, and asked tremblingly, "Zhixia, do you want to rebuild the old relationship with me?"

"Is it better to rebuild the old one?" Nian Zhixia said sarcastically, "Is there anything we can do to rebuild it? I don't want to be your roommate anymore. If you need a roommate to vent your desires, find someone else."

No, don't look for someone else.

But Fu Beishi is absolutely impossible to be owned by him, sooner or later he will find someone else.

He closed his eyes, and suddenly pushed Fu Beishi's hand away: "Fu Beishi, tell me, when can I leave?"

Fu Beishi clarified: "I don't need to vent my desires, I will never find someone else."

"How did Mr. Fu think of guarding himself like a jade for General Wei?" Nian Zhixia said with a smile, "When Mr. Fu made me unable to get out of bed, did you think of General Wei?"

I never thought of Mingshu, I am happy with you.

Fu Beishi couldn't say this, even if he said it, it wouldn't help.

Which victim doesn't hate the perpetrator deeply, how can he be moved by the perpetrator's confession?

Nian Zhixia mistakenly thought that Fu Beishi had acquiesced, bitterness was unbearable, and he asked, "When will I be able to leave?"

Fu Beishi replied: "Mother hasn't let go yet, but don't worry, I will definitely teach her to let go."

Nian Zhixia said angrily, "As soon as possible."

Don't hurry up, his belly will show up.

If Mrs. Zhen Guohou did not allow before the day when Wen Renzheng took Fu Nanxi to pray for blessings, he would leave on that day.