She firmly believes that Xiao Xian only puts the sentence 'When I grow up, Master will marry me with ten miles of red makeup!'" As a childhood joke.

She was ashamed to tell everyone that she likes to show off with a sword, and in her life, he is the only one who has love and love in her heart.

She remembered that she loved to play the game of unveiling her head with Master at that time, pretending to be the bride. Every time she saw Master's gentle smile from the lifted hijab, she looked forward to it, hoping that one day in the future, the hibiscus would open on both sides, and the cardamom would be the one who could lift her red hijab in early February, and the person she saw was still him.

Until now, Xiao Xian sat beside her and called out softly, "Lady." ”

From the bottom of his eyes, she saw herself, and she was alone.

Xiao Xian stretched out his hand, and his warm fingertips wept for her, "Why did you cry and regret it?" ”

Mu Zisu shook her head with tears in her eyes and said, "Am I really married to Master?" Are you sure? ”

"That's still fake."

He got up, used two scoops tied with red satin to pull out the wine filled in the wine vat, and fed it to Mu Zisu. Xiao Xian leaned over slightly, asked Mu Zisu to take another one and feed him to drink.

Then, he came over with a plate of children and grandchildren and fed it to Mu Zisu.

Mu Zisu took a bite and frowned, "How is it raw." ”

"Of course, children and grandchildren are born," his smile seemed to be covered with a veil of moonlight, "which means that you will give birth to a noble son early, and have many children and grandchildren." ”

Giving birth to a noble son early......

Mu Zisu couldn't help biting her lower lip.

Then, she suddenly smelled a sweet smell, raised her eyes, and saw Xiao Xian serving another plate of pastries that he usually made.

"I'm tired from a long day, and I'm going to be hungry. Eat something to fill your stomach first. ”

She sniffed and thought, Master is so good......

Mu Zisu gratefully took it and devoured it.

Xiao Xian wiped the dregs from the corners of her lips with his fingertips. Mu Zisu's face was suddenly hot, and after swallowing it, he was nervous, and he took small bites.

- She thought that she would pay more attention to her image in front of her master in the future, even outside! Can't be as informal as before! I want to set myself up as a gentle and decent wife!!

She was eating and eating, and saw Xiao Xian squatting down and taking off her shoes. She panicked and said, "Master, what are you going to do!" ”

Xiao Xian used the red rope in his hand to wrap it around her slender white ankle little by little.

"Don't move." He held her ankle, "This is made by the silk, if you want to be red rope and can't escape, I just want to be in harmony until I am old, and I will always tune the piano." ”

Since then, she hasn't escaped his palm.

I don't know if it's the candlelight, or the rouge is too thick, Mu Zisu's low-hanging little face is flushed, and it's cute. She whispered, "Then I'll ...... What to call you. ”

Xiao Xian smiled: "It's all good, it's good to call Master, or Call Husband." In the past, when you asked me, you called my husband delicately. When I teach you swordsmanship, you will also call me master, get angry, and call me old man Xiao angrily. He kissed her on the cheek, "I love to hear it." ”

Mu Zisu barked like a kitten, "Husband......"

"Hey. Wife. He found that her palms were full of sweat, so he laughed and said, "What are you afraid of, I won't eat you again." ”

"I ...... For the first time. ”

Mu Zisu was very restrained, she didn't dare to look at him more, she saw that Xiao Xian was still indifferent, and she couldn't notice that his heart was already burning.

(End of chapter)