Chapter 112: IF1 travels to the wedding night

The moon of cherry shoots, the wind is smooth.

Early this morning, Gu Tang was sent to the academy to study, and only Shen Zuihuan and Gu Changce were left in the family.

It's rare to take a break, and the child is not at home.

Gu Changce suddenly wanted to take Shen Zuihuan to the study to paint.

At first, the two of them really just sat quietly in front of the bookcase and painted flowers and birds, as if they had returned to the time when they were young and read together in an instant.

There is a tranquil and comfortable atmosphere in the study.

It's just that after Gu Changce accidentally flipped through a book called "Erotic Record" from the shelf, things gradually changed.

Doors and windows were tightly shut.

In the dim and hazy room, Shen Zuihuan was held by the waist and lightly placed on the bookcase.

The woman's clothes were half scattered, her eyes were full of spring, and she bit her lips.

The two of them messed around from the bookcase to the mahogany Taishi chair.

The chair shook and moaned, "Squeak-squeak-" moans.

It wasn't until later that the wind and rain faded away.

Shen Zuihuan nestled weakly in the man's arms, so tired that he couldn't even lift a finger.

Gu Changce's slightly hot palm gently pinched the sensitive soft flesh on the back of her neck.

Then he slowly slid down the woman's spine and gently patted her back like a soothing.

Shen Zuihuan was a little comfortable, and slowly closed his eyes in such a rare relaxed scene.

He found a suitable position in his arms and fell into a deep sleep.

——

Night.

There was a fiery scene in the general's mansion.

The shadows of the trees in the courtyard are swaying, and the flowers and moon are hazy.

The red ribbon hanging from the branches swayed gently.

The wooden window in the middle of the bedroom is ajar, and the moon outside the window is like a hook.

Two cool night breezes poured in from the window.

The hem of the woman's fiery red wedding dress was blown gently undulating and swaying.

Shen Zuihuan suddenly felt a chill hit him.

Her originally drowsy consciousness gradually became clearer, her eyelids trembled, and she opened her eyes.

But he saw that his eyes were covered by a red cloth.

She was stunned for a moment, a little puzzled, what was the situation now?

Where did Gu Jing'an's people go?

Obviously, before she went to sleep, she clearly remembered that the two were together......

Thinking so, she raised her hand and lifted the red cloth in front of her.

What catches your eye is a fiery and festive scene.

The door of the bedroom is pasted with the word "happy in pink and floating gold", which is red and dazzling.

Shen Zuihuan frowned slightly, and looked down again.

But I saw that I was wearing a wedding dress!

Her mind turned back and forth, and the expression on her face also changed with it.

Suddenly, an incredible thought came to mind.

Shen Zuihuan's eyes widened suddenly.

I didn't even care about the heavy and crumbling golden phoenix crown on my temples at this time. Carrying his skirt, he walked to the side of the sunflower-shaped bronze mirror decorated with red brocade.

Looking at it, I saw that the woman in the mirror had a white complexion and a swipe of her eyebrows.

The lips were dotted with vermilion lipstick, although they looked slender and beautiful.

But Shen Zuihuan's brows became tighter and tighter.

...... She distinctly remembered that she woke up this morning without makeup.....

Moreover, although the face in front of me looks very familiar, it makes people feel a little immature.

Especially those eyes, there is still a faint ignorance of some young people who don't know the world.

She brushed her face in a bit of a daze.

The thoughts that had been unclear in my mind gradually became clearer.

Don't..... She's actually going back to a few years ago, like some of the people in the weird books?!

Shen Zuihuan's breathing stopped for a moment.

Today, this unbelievable thought made her body sway slightly.

The soft white palm immediately supported the desk in front of him, and the fingers were faintly blue and white.

The bean fire swayed, and the red candle wept tears.

Just as he was in a state of confusion, he suddenly heard the sound of the door being pushed open behind him.

She jerked her head up.

A young man in a brocade robe in a red robe happened to come into view.

The man's jade belt is tied to the waist, showing that his figure is straight and slender.

The eyebrows and eyes are sharp, and the lips are tightly pursed.

Because of the wine he had just drunk, there was still a slight crimson on his face that was not very obvious.

After Shen Zuihuan turned his head, he blinked a little confusedly.

Of course, she didn't ignore the childishness that Gu Jing'an still has on her face now.

But her vermilion lips moved slightly, and she still wanted to ask the person in front of her: "Are you nineteen-year-old Gu Jing'an or twenty-five-year-old Gu Jing'an?" ”

After all, the two of them were staying together before she came here.

If she crossed over, then did Gu Changce also cross over.

However, she didn't wait for her to ask.

The man strode over to her.

He lowered his eyelashes and looked at her quietly, those eyes clean and clear.

After a pause, he didn't ask her why she lifted her red hijab.

On the contrary, his eyes were faintly slight, and he glanced lightly at the plate of cloud cake on the desk.

Coughing lightly, she asked her in a slightly tight voice, "..... But hungry? ”

When these words fell, Shen Zuihuan blinked.

Only then did I realize that I did seem to be a little hungry.

After all, I haven't eaten all day, can I not be hungry?

She curled the corners of her lips slightly and nodded a little reservedly.

The restrained attitude of the man in front of her now inevitably made her feel a little awkward.

After all, before waking up, they were still doing the most intimate thing in the world.

But now looking at Gu Changce's expression, his face is clearly full of "I am not familiar with her".

Out of his mind, Shen Zuihuan gently picked up a cloud cake in the white porcelain plate and put it in his mouth to take a bite.

The fluffy and glutinous taste of the pastry gradually melted in her mouth, and her comfortable eyes narrowed slightly.

Habitually, he picked up another slice and sent it to Gu Changce's mouth, and asked him, "Do you eat it?" ”

Unexpectedly, this time he didn't open his mouth instantly, but avoided it in a hurry as if he was panicked.

Shen Zui raised his eyes in surprise.

The man staggered her incomprehensible look.

Only then did she rethink that it was not the eleventh year of Yuanjia.

Now that they had just gotten married, Gu Changce didn't know that he liked him.

She was about to withdraw her hand, but the man took the cloud cake from her hand.

The fingertips inadvertently touched the backs of her fingers.

Shen Zuihuan heard Gu Changce say, "...... Don't you have anything to ask me today? ”

Shen Zuihuan has just crossed over, and his mind is still a little messy now.

She kept thinking that she had come to the age of sixteen, and what about the sixteen-year-old Shen Zuihuan.

Have you traveled back in time?

Will they be able to get it back?

Just thinking about it, Gu Changce's mouth suddenly interrupted her thoughts.

She looked over with a frown.

I saw the man purse his lips, and suddenly changed his expression.

He pretended to sneer arrogantly and said the words that he had been thinking about for a long time.

"Shen Huanhuan, now that you have become my wife, don't have any other thoughts about Brother Yu..... Otherwise, don't blame me for doing anything bad to Brother Yu. ”

When these words fell, Shen Zuihuan was silent for a long time.

Looking at the pretended fierce expressions on the faces of the men in front of him who were still with these boyishness, he suddenly felt angry and funny.