Shu Yu was a little moved, he hooked the corners of his lips slightly, and stroked his hand. Touching his wife's face: ".. It's okay, I'm afraid that I'll freeze you, so I asked Qiu Tong and them to send you back? ”

He was also very touched that Afu could do this, but he was really not used to having a relationship with a woman, even if it was a wife.

He thought that it would be good to feed her with good food and drink, and to talk to her about everything in the family, so that she could hold the power of life and death in this Quartet Mansion in her hands.

She can be a pillar, but he wants to be her god.

Since she wants to be her heaven, naturally there is no reason to lose her dignity in front of her.

Ah Fu didn't expect that he would push her away at this point, and he couldn't help but show a trace of embarrassment.

At this point, she can't say anything anymore, people don't want to dig out your heart, you can't force it!

She pursed her lips and stood up, and a trace of snow covered by the red robe passed in front of Shu Yu's eyes, and the trembling bun exuded a wisp of ghostly. Xiang: "That.. The concubine went down first. Husband.."

Before she could think about it, Shu Yu raised his hand and grabbed her elbow.

He sighed in his heart, he really couldn't resist the solicitation of this gentle township.

Before he came to his senses, he had buried his head in her soft. Soft and warm belly.

His coat smelled of dust and a chill of winter, and he reached out and pulled it away, clinging to her clothes, and sniffing her greedily.

Afu held his head, and Jade gently stroked his hair.

If he really doesn't want to say it, it would be good if you could give him some comfort.

Afu inexplicably likes the feeling of being needed.

Shu Yu was unwilling to do so when he smelled it, and his hands tightly wrapped around her body and pushed her forward.

Afu groaned softly, and was picked up by him diagonally and went to the bed.

There were a lot of official documents and scrolls on the couch, and Shu Yu put her on the edge of the couch, and with a wave of his other hand, he pushed all these miscellaneous items to the ground.

He was quite eager to bully him, kissing as always, but with a little more self-defeating indulgence.

The two of them touched each other's foreheads, both panting, Afu's jacket was already half-faded, and his hand was on his shoulder: "Husband..."

Shu Yu's eyes were unprecedentedly confused and painful, he lowered his voice, and even with some panic: "Afu... Afu..."

Afu, am I really bad..

Am I really just a gentleman who relies on the shadow of my ancestors?

I.. Will you be able to avenge my eldest brother in my lifetime? Can I take on the responsibilities of the Pei family's son?

When he was young, he relied on his brother to take responsibility, and his father preferred to play cockfights and chess, and the battlefield of martyrdom when he tried his best but could not be reinforced in time constantly overlapped, and there were endless flashbacks in his mind.

The place where the Nanshao elephant array raged was full of bloody stumps, and the heads of some soldiers were even trampled into the earth.

Shuyu sometimes wonders, why didn't he die?

A person like the eldest brother is a pillar of the country, a pure filial son, a considerate husband, and a generous brother.

But what about him Pei Shuyu? What kind of bastard thing?

Even if he relied on the magic trick on the battlefield to live and die, but at the critical moment, it was not up to his brother to save his bad life!

Shuyu's head was about to explode, and his heart hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.

Yes, he will never be as good as his big brother, and the missing piece of place due to his departure will always be a wound that cannot be healed by dripping blood.

He didn't want to say these things to Aph. It hurts so much, it hurts so much that he can't hide his truest side, the self who hasn't decided whether to be honest with her or not.

How can Afu not see that his heart is like a knife.

Thinking of the water and soil he carried, he was very fond of him, so he comforted him very gently: "I'm here, I'm here, if you don't want to say it, don't say it, Afu is with her husband, and she will always be by her husband's side." ”

This sentence only made the emotions that Shu Yu desperately suppressed even more turbulent.

He tightened his hand on Afu's shoulders, leaving a few red marks on her fair and delicate skin, his thick eyebrows were deeply locked, his eyes were red, his teeth were clenched, and he tried his best to endure it, but he still burst out a few moans.

He pinched Afu and made it hurt, and Afu endured it, trying her best to surround him: "Afu doesn't recognize the big brother, Afu only knows her husband, her husband hurts, Afu..."

Before she could finish speaking, Shuyu slammed his fist on the couch, and two hot tears fell on her face: "Why can't I die for my eldest brother!" ”

A sentence caused Ah Fu to burst into tears instantly, she leaned forward with her upper body and hugged his neck tightly: "I don't want it!" My husband can't go anywhere! ”

Her words were imprinted into Shuyu's heart, and he was like a madman, holding her and kissing her non-stop, almost taking away Afu's breath.

He can't compare to his big brother everywhere, and he can't replace his big brother everywhere, but he always has a small family, and he is the only one in the eyes of his beloved in the family.

This suddenly made Shu Yu feel that there was another reason to live.

Another reason in addition to taking the responsibility of the big brother and avenging the big brother.

His muscular body was like a furnace, holding her tightly between square inches.

The burning pain in my heart is like water that opens the floodgates, rushing out of my brain. He buried his head in Afu's chest, and in a moment she felt a wetness.

Shuyu cried, she was choked up, and kept stroking his back.

When Sakura and Wanwan passed quietly in the middle of the night, they found that the two of them were asleep in their arms, their clothes were there, but there were still tears on their faces.

The two looked at each other, lightly added quilts to the second master and the second lady, and then withdrew.

Shu Yu had a good night's sleep.

He woke up when the first rays of the morning sun shone through the window lattice.

As soon as I opened my eyes, I saw a picture of a beautiful woman next to me, Afu's hair was half scattered, and the green silk was dragging on the pillow.

The placket of the little jacket was spread out, and his cheeks were white and red, and now he was still with his apricot eyes closed, sleeping soundly like a carefree pig, only the tears on his face reminded Shu Yu that everything last night was not a dream.

He stared at his wife for a moment, only to feel infinite tenderness welling up in his heart.

It seems that from this moment on, he realized what the "husband" she called.

From now on, I will never fail you, since I am your husband.

Unintentionally disturbing Afu's sleep, he got up lightly, stretched his muscles, and carried a spear to the martial arts arena.

This is an open space to the east of Tokuhetang, dedicated to their own children to practice martial arts, and there is a self-set home school next to it.

There is a row of verandahs next to the martial arts arena, when he was a child, he practiced martial arts with his brother and brother, and A-Niang often sat here to watch.

On the wall there are portraits painted by the palace painter to the three brothers, every year, and there are only twenty-four of the eldest brother's.

Shu Yu now has twenty-seven paintings, and in a few days, he will paint twenty-eight.

On a cold day, Shu Yu only wore a thin robe, dragged a spear, and looked at the paintings one by one.

He still remembers that when he was seven years old, the two brothers had just fought hard, grabbed their hair into a bird's nest, and were rewarded with a beak by A-Niang.

The eldest brother was three years older than him, and he was already a strong guy, and he lost several teeth in a beating, but it was time to change it.

When he was seventeen years old, his eldest brother was already preparing to find his relatives. So that year, he invited several painters to paint his portrait, and the portrait was a little shy, but it was still bold enough.

At the time of the portrait in the twenty-second year, the eldest sister-in-law had just married.

Ah Niang shouted that they would enter the painting together, and the eldest sister-in-law was embarrassed, so she was delayed.

Nahui Shuyu also made fun of him, Zhong Ji sat there, pointed at him and smiled: "When Shuyu marries his daughter-in-law, I have to ask them to draw a picture together!"

He stopped in front of the last portrait of the eldest brother, held the spear in his arms, and crossed his arms to look at the person in the painting.

After a long time, he smiled bitterly: "Big brother, it's about to be painted again." ”

"I'm married, but you probably don't recognize the third girl of Xiang Zihan, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites."

After saying this, he suddenly didn't know what to say, hesitated and touched his frame, felt hypocritical again, and withdrew his hand.

“... It's nothing, I called my big sister and scolded her yesterday, she.." Shu Yu's expression changed, and he suddenly smiled like a child, "She's really a shrew, just like when she was a child." ”

Looking at the broad smile on the painting, Shu Yu's nose suddenly became sore, he rubbed his eyes, and took the gun in his hand: "Okay, I won't say it, I know that you are facing the eldest sister." ”

"Big brother, I'm practicing guns, you watch, okay?"

In the early morning of winter, it snowed.

The servants who came and went saw the second master wielding a spear in the martial arts arena impenetrable, and the cyan figure was like a frightening sky, and under the light snow in the sky, it was like a fairy.