There is less than a week left before the wedding, Song Xiaoliu, Qin Lao Wu and Xiaohong follow her every day like a fart, Wan Dai thought at first that Yan Bingyun was worried that someone would come to rob her, but later found out that Yan Bingyun wanted to avoid her closeness and deliberately arranged someone to drag her back!

What is it called?

"It's called premarital anxiety in psychology!" Wan Dai pulled Qingqing and thought about it for another day, and she had to talk to her to understand what fear of marriage was, what anxiety was, and Qingqing, who was annoyed, apologized over and over again, "Master, I was wrong, I shouldn't doubt Yan Gongzi's love for you, he is also good to you when he avoids you!"

"How?"

Wan Dai suddenly came to her senses, put away her legs on the table, straightened her waist and really wanted to listen to Qingqing's analysis for her, since that day's confession, Yan Bingyun has never been intimate with her again, she has always respected each other like guests, it is good to say during the day, you can see people at any time, but at night, Yan Bingyun is either this or that, refusing to have sex with her...

"You mean!" Wan Dai was anxious, very afraid of hearing something from other people's mouths that she didn't want to hear, but she couldn't help but want to know the truth, but Qing Qing held her mouth with an embarrassed expression as if she was really going to break something, but after a suffocating silence, what she actually heard was... The words of the tiger and wolf from the mouth of a big girl who has not yet come out of the cabinet...

"Master, you are so beautiful, you can't resist the impulse even if you are a man, it is estimated that Yan Gongzi is worried about the loss of savings, and he is afraid that he will not have food to hand over when the candles in the cave house are spent..."

Wan Dai didn't expect this, although it sounds reasonable, but I always feel that something is wrong...

"Phew! I can't teach you to learn seriously on weekdays, but I will work these things, if he spreads it out every day, he will not think that it is because the upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, I think you think I am too comfortable as the wife of the city lord, or I will not beat you for a few days and go to the house to expose the tiles!"

Qing Qing straightened his neck and was dissatisfied and had to quibble, "It's not the books you got back from Duobaolou, Master, I see what you read every day... Who knows it's all the prosperity of the dragon and the sun..."

Her master and apprentice were talking here, no one noticed that the person at the door had been standing for a long time, and when Yan Bingyun came in with a tense face and stepping on the voice, Qing stood up clearly, and said respectfully to him, 'Master', and then smeared oil on the soles of his feet and slipped away.

Wan Dai glanced at him and then lowered her head and tucked her sideburns and broken hair, in order to hide her weakness, "Come and don't say a word..."

"Yes, you didn't hear that." Yan Bingyun didn't talk much nonsense, so he walked up to her and picked her up and entered the back room.

"What are you doing..."

She knew it, but she had to ask again...

"Deliver the grain."

He'd just heard everything.

"Yan Bingyun, you hate ~~~"

Wan Dai buried her face in his chest, hammered his chest with her small fist, shook her feet even more, and kicked off her shoes....

"In the future, this kind of thing will come to me directly, and you don't need to worry about it." He told her not to think about it, but she didn't know that her worries over the past few days were not less than hers except for the different directions...