Becoming Immortal Through Getting Married Chapter 51

  Chapter 51 Again and again

   Into the night.

  The bright moon is in the sky, and the moon and stars are rare.

   Gradually cool.

   Before you know it, it's the auspicious time for Chen An and Wen Zhiyun to get married.

  After dinner and a break from the meeting.

  Wen Zhiyun was led by Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue to the wedding room, and took a beautiful bath in peach blossoms, with a little intoxicating fragrance of flowers.

   "Sister Wen, your figure is too good. How did you grow?"

  Song Huaying asked enviously.

  Wen Zhiyun's face was pink, and she said embarrassingly:

   "Maybe it's natural. When I realized this, my body already looked like this."

   "It's really enviable. It's no wonder that my husband is so fascinated by Sister Wen. If I were a man, I would definitely be fascinated by Sister Wen."

  Song Huaying's voice was a little flattering. After speaking, she looked at Gu Xinyue who was helping Wen Zhiyun comb her hair, smiled and said, "Sister Gu, do you think so?"

   "Well, Sister Wen is very charming."

  Gu Xinyue's voice is as cold as ever, but her eyes are full of envy like Song Huaying, and she also wants her figure to become as plump and attractive as Wen Zhiyun.

  Wen Zhiyun has a thin skin and is embarrassed by the compliments of the two younger sisters.

   I didn't know how to respond for a while, so I could only smile and say nothing.

   Soon, the bath is over.

  Gu Xinyue was responsible for pouring out the bath water and further arranging the wedding room, adding a touch of festive feeling to the wedding room as much as possible.

  Song Huaying was in charge of putting on Wen Zhiyun's makeup, dressing her up like a blushing woman, and she didn't forget to tell her about her husband's hobbies and teach her how to serve him.

  Wen Zhiyun's pretty face turned red when she heard that, and she said that Chen An would serve her when she said she wanted to serve her, so she wouldn't serve Chen An, but she secretly thought that she had learned.

  Song Huaying didn't know that Wen Zhiyun was just habitually being arrogant, thinking that she really didn't need to serve her husband, but instead, he wanted to serve her. She felt a little uncomfortable in her heart, feeling that she was a bit humble in this family, and her status was not as good as Wen Zhiyun's.

  Wen Zhiyun didn't realize the slightly sensitive inferiority complex of her younger sister, and kept running on Chen An in front of her.

   It will be about half an hour later.

  The wedding room is set up and the makeup is done.

   There is no red makeup.

   There is no festive sedan chair.

  There are only a slightly rough handmade Dahongpao and a square and smooth red hijab.

   "Sister Wen, the makeup is done, does it look good?"

   "Sister Ying'er is really ingenious. It would be great if my sister could learn half of it."

   "It's good that Sister Wen is satisfied. I'll call my husband here now, let him see what it means to be overwhelmed by a country, and let him experience what it means to be unable to stop."

   "Well, please trouble sister Ying'er."

  Wen Zhiyun said softly, watching Song Huaying leave the wedding room.

  Afterwards, she began to adjust her sitting posture, slightly bringing her slender legs together, and folded her beautiful hands on them, like a bright red rose, quietly waiting for her husband to come and pick it.

   On the other side, Chen An was coaxing his daughter to sleep in his little wife's room.

   Did not use sleep aids, purely rely on techniques to coax.

   It took almost an incense stick of time to coax the fussy daughter to sleep with difficulty.

  The daughter fell asleep with a sweet face. She didn't know what she had dreamed of, so she instinctively put her thumb in her mouth and sucked it from time to time. The appearance was so cute and cute that Chen Anxin melted.

   "Crack—"

  The door of the room was opened, and the little charming wife walked in.

  She looked at Chen Anrou and said:

   "Husband, Sister Wen has put on her makeup and is waiting in the wedding room. You can go there quickly, and don't keep Sister Wen waiting for a long time."

   "Well, thank you for your hard work."

  Chen An spoke and touched his little wife's face, and then hurried to the wedding room.

   Come to the wedding room and stop.

  Arranging clothes a little bit.

  Chen An opened the door expectantly, and walked in unhurriedly.

   "Yun'er, I'm here for my husband."

   "Husband..."

  Wen Zhiyun's voice was a little soft.

  Chen An walked to Wen Zhiyun's side and sat down, stretched out his hand and gently lifted off the red hijab, revealing her stunningly beautiful face.

   "Yun'er, you are so beautiful."

   "Does your husband like it?"

"like."

   "Husband..."

   Speaking of this, the two stopped talking.

  Began to understand each other more deeply and enhance the relationship between husband and wife.

   In a blink of an eye, the night passed.

  Chen An sat up from the bed, looked out the sunny window, and felt a burst of satisfaction in his heart.

  Just last night, he finally got all of Wen Zhiyun.

  Looking at Wen Zhiyun who was still asleep beside him.

   Can't help but smile.

   Then with a thought, open the prompt message.

  Looking at it this way, I have gained a lot.

  【Fire root +1】x9

  【Gold Finger Proficiency +1】x8

  【Feeling +1+3-1+4...】

   There is a -1 mixed in the relationship, which is very conspicuous.

  Chen An felt a little guilty after reading it.

  Knowing that I was too rude last night.

   hurt the tsundere concubine.

   Shaking his head, he stopped thinking about it.

  Chen An put away the reminder message, picked up the clothes on the side, and put on.

   Planning to have breakfast in the hall.

  Wen Zhiyun was awakened by his movement, wrapped in a thin quilt, lying on her side, frowning slightly, not daring to move.

  Because it hurts when you move, it hurts even more when you sit, so you can only feel more comfortable when you lie on your side.

  Where it hurt, Wen Zhiyun couldn't help but feel a little angry, couldn't help reaching out and hitting Chen An, with eyes full of complaints and said:

   "It's all your fault. I didn't sleep all night. I can't practice today."

   "Yes, yes, it's all my husband's fault."

  Chen An got cheap and did not act obedient. He stretched out his hand to tidy up the hair on Wen Zhiyun's forehead, and said with a smile, "Get up quickly, it's already this time. If you are really sleepy, go outside and have breakfast before coming back to rest."

   "I'm tired and don't want to move."

  Wen Zhiyun said, picked up the apron on the side and threw it on Chen An's face, saying coquettishly: "You took it off for me last night, now you have to help me put it on."

   "Good, good, help you put it on."

  Chen An smiled helplessly, and tried his best to satisfy some small requests of this tsundere concubine.

  After getting dressed for a while.

   The two got out of bed together and left the wedding room, and went to the hall outside.

  At this point in time, Song Huaying and Gu Xinyue are already sitting at the dining table having breakfast.

  Song Huaying was feeding her daughter porridge, when she saw the two of them coming, she smiled sweetly and said good morning.

  Gu Xinyue was as sensible as ever, and brought a porcelain bowl to serve porridge for the two of them.

   "Sister Wen, you got married last night, did you feel very happy?"

  Song Huaying was very gossiping, and asked with a smile in front of everyone without any hesitation.

   Gu Xinyue was also curious, silently waiting for Wen Zhiyun to share.

  Wen Zhiyun is old enough to be a mother to these two younger sisters, but her skin is much thinner than theirs.

  This will be asked, and the face turns red.

  Just as she was thinking about what to say, there was a sudden shout from the main alleyway outside the house.

   "All the residents of Green Willow Lane, come out now, immediately, immediately!"

  PS: Set up a bowl, ask for a monthly ticket recommendation!

  (end of this chapter)

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