The Supreme Villainess’s Journeys as a Cannon Fodder

Shaoyin was not anxious about rounding up the room.

She is only sixteen years old now, and her body is not fully grown.

If you are twenty-six years old and your body is mature and there is a need, then she will take the initiative to mention it without him speaking.

Zhao Yuanci looked at her blinking, his eyes flickering slightly, as if he was thinking about something. Suddenly, he was splashed with cold water, his eager emotion suddenly subsided by three points, and the heat in his heart also cooled.

She is not shy.

No expectations.

There is no joy.

After hearing what he said, she was just thinking. What is she thinking about? Zhao Yuanci didn't need to use his brain at all, he understood immediately.

He slowly let go of her hand, put it behind him, twisted his fingers, and asked her, "You don't want to?"

She doesn't want to? However, they are a husband and wife, they have been married for a month and have not yet completed their marriage. It is a joke to say it!

However, to his surprise, she did not refuse, but said, "It's okay."

Zhao Yuanci opened her eyes slightly and looked at her in a little astonishment. She raised her small hand, curled up her forefinger gently, and scratched her right cheek. Her toes seemed to be rolling the ground unconsciously. Embarrassingly said: "Well, it should be like this."

Zhao Yuanci didn't feel relieved at all, but choked.

It turned out that she, like him, didn't expect this. No, she was not even as good as him. He was already thinking about forgetting the past and starting a new life. He was looking forward to it. But she thought that it should be so before she agreed, she didn't expect anything at all.

Her heart was hot and cold, and she was angry at how she could humiliate him so much. She said such things in front of him. Why did she think he would tolerate her, and at the same time she felt that she shouldn’t be angry. She has always been like this, and they have spread out long ago. Yes, although he did not agree.

Alternating hot and cold, can't tell what mood it is. But the joy, excitement, and enthusiasm before that can't be touched at all.

"Okay." He faintly said a word, bypassed her, and strode out.

Shaoyin tilted his head and watched his figure go out, walk through the courtyard, and disappear from the courtyard gate, can't help but smile.

Youyouran sat down, picked up the fruit, and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet and sour taste filled his mouth, and he squinted his eyes contentedly.

"Is he upset?" Huihui said curiously, "Why is he upset?"

She didn't reject him!

"Guess." Shao Yin said.

Huihui thought for a while, and suddenly made an incredible voice: "No, no, no? He wouldn't be so shameless, would he?"

He may not like his wife, but his wife also doesn't like him. He is not convinced by his charm, and instead falls in love with him. Is he upset?

"Okay, okay, don't think about it." Shaoyin picked up the teacup and took a sip of the light scented tea, persuading: "He didn't force me. People are still very nice."

Forcing her? Isn't that a spicy chicken? Huihui was about to speak, and suddenly felt wrong, doesn't she know it herself? Want it to point out outrageously?

"Haha." It uttered a sound and disappeared immediately.

Yin and Yang weird guy!

Ignore her!

However, as soon as it hid, it regretted it-it is daytime, and of course Zhao Yuanci will not force the overlord to bow! But in the evening, the husband and wife share the same bed. Wouldn't he...

Thinking about that picture, Huihui didn't dare to look at it.

It is worried that Zhao Yuanci's brain will be beaten out, and it is worried about it.

But its worries are obviously redundant. Zhao Yuanci is a gentleman, and his husband and wife were accounted at night, and he did not do anything wrong.

Soon, Zhao Yuan resigned and started to work. He is not at home during the day, only Shaoyin and the old lady are at home.

There are not many people in the family. There are three serious masters, and the rest are slaves. There is not much property, Zhao Yuanci is the third child, and can't tell the property. Shaoyin took care of such a small amount of housework with ease.

The old lady observed for a while, and looked at the little daughter-in-law's temperament, and found that she was gentle, small-minded, broad-minded, and loves to laugh, but she was a little stupid, and in many cases she couldn't hear good words.

However, it doesn't matter at all, just teach it slowly. The old lady thought about this, and observed for a while, and found that the young couple had a good time, talking and laughing, and didn't like to quarrel, so she quickly relaxed and prepared to go back.

Zhao Yuan handed the letter back to Jiangcheng. The eldest and second eldest had an errand, so he sent the grandson of the old lady to pick him up. The eldest grandson was very filial, helping the old lady, one by one grandmother, one by one, "grandchildren miss you", and coaxed the old lady into the carriage cheerfully.

Shaoyin sent them out of the gate and watched the carriage go away until he couldn't see the shadows before turning around and returning to the house.

The face is melancholy.

She missed her grandson too.

Zhao Yuan resigned from the office and came back. He didn't see his wife to greet him, and walked into the yard. When he saw that the maids had been thrown out, he asked, "Where is your master?"

"The master said he wasn't feeling well, so he was resting in the room."

Zhao Yuanci frowned, raised his clothes and strode towards the threshold: "Yinyin?"

"Ah? Ah!" A panicked voice came from the bed curtain.

Zhao Yuanci frowned again and strode over: "Are you uncomfortable?"

"No, no." There was a shaking in the veil, and then a figure appeared, with a slightly messy hair, red cheeks, and blinking eyes.

If it weren't for knowing that she didn't dare, Zhao Yuanci almost thought she was stealing someone!

Yu Guang couldn't help but swept into the tent, there was nothing, no, a scroll of painting appeared under the quilt!

The pupil tightened slightly. He was about to ask what it was when he saw that she had spotted where his gaze had settled, and hurriedly turned around, pulled the scroll out, and hid behind him: "No, nothing!"

Nothing!

She was peeking at the portrait of that man!

The maids were also sent out, citing "uncomfortable body" as an excuse! He was really worried just now!

"Isn't it for you?!" Zhao Yuanci pointed at her and shouted angrily.

Shaoyin moved her legs and sat more squarely, with her hands behind her back, awkwardly guarding the scroll, looked at him, and then gave a flattering smile: "I'm wrong."

"..." Zhao Yuanci.

If she talks back to him, argues, argues with reason, he can still teach her a lesson! But she confessed her mistake swiftly and neatly, so that he could only feel a punch in the cotton, dull and weak.

He glanced at her gloomily, then turned and walked out.

Sit down at the table, glance over the teapot, poured a cup of cold tea casually.

The anger was quenched a bit.

He swept to the bed, his eyes fell on the picture scroll that his wife was behind but couldn't hide it at all: "Bring it."

"No." Shao Yin shook his head.

Zhao Yuanci's face sank, and he stretched out his hand: "Bring it!"

The man was born well, his face was like a crown of jade, and he was full of spirit. He had just left his job at the moment, and before he had time to change his clothes, his cyan official robe was added to his body, making his sword brows fly diagonally and his eyes majestic.

However, Shaoyin was not only not afraid, but smiled sweetly. Jumped out of the bed, leaned in front of him, and turned half of his face towards him: "I'm so angry? Then you can hit me. If you still don't vent your breath, you can pinch your nose."

A group of sweet scent flickered, Zhao Yuanci's eyes flickered, and when he looked closely, he saw his wife's exquisite figure, standing in front of him beautifully.

She bent over and turned half of her small face toward him, as she could see, but she was radiant with pink face and peach cheeks. Looking at the bridge of her nose again, when viewed from the side, it looks more and more small and pretty.

Two rows of long, thick eyelashes, slightly curled, cast a small shadow under the eyelids. It trembled gently, like a butterfly spreading its wings.

Zhao Yuanci didn't want to pinch, he just wanted to take a bite.

"If you are uncomfortable, you can hit the palm of your hand." Just as he moved, she suddenly backed away, and the sweet smell suddenly went away. She straightened her body and only stretched out a small hand towards him.

Zhao Yuanci's heart burst into dissatisfaction. When is he at a loss?

But if she asked her to bring her face closer, it was not quite plausible, very frivolous and suspicious.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the hand exposed in front of him. From this look, most of the loss and dissatisfaction just now disappeared.

I saw that palm was slender and delicate, the palm was delicate, the texture was clear and not messy, it was pink, with a little fleshy, it seemed soft and boneless.

His throat moved, he raised his eyes, looked at her and said, "Aren't you afraid that I will hurt you?"

"If you're willing, just call." A soft muffled voice.

Zhao Yuanci's throat is getting more itchy, and his heart is also a little itchy at this moment. He lowered his eyes, looked at the delicate little hand, and suddenly reached out to hold it, wrapped her little hand in the palm of his hand, and gently kneaded it: " Knowing that I'm reluctant to give up, still recruit me."

Shaoyin held a hand by him and didn't pull it back. He just smiled and said, "Then you still do not deal with me?"

She smiled happily, Zhao Yuanci had never seen such a likable woman again, but he suddenly felt tight because he remembered one thing-she was so pleased with him, just because he didn't want him to ruin her. Painting.

It was all because of the person in the painting that she pleased him so much and spurned him.

A feeling of jealousy came out unexpectedly, like a poisonous snake, spraying venom everywhere, eroding his heart.

He was a little jealous of that person, who was liked by such a lovely woman. How could he? Can't help but think, she is so cute, why doesn't that person marry her?

"Let me see." He lowered his eyes and looked at the painting hidden behind her. "Just look at it, don't move it."

He wanted to see, who was it?

However, Shaoyin hid back and shook his head: "No."

Zhao Yuanci looked at her.

But she was unmoved, still shook her head, and smiled: "No one is allowed to look at it." After speaking, she earned her hand, ran in with the painting, and hid the scroll in the box in front of him. under.

After hiding the painting, she ran back, with a smile on her face: "Respect you back? Are you busy today? Have you been appreciated by Shangfeng?"

She didn't even mention the painting.

Don't tell him not to peek.

She trusted him so much, when he was a gentleman, Zhao Yuanci wanted to see it hard, but he couldn't do something peeking, so he felt bored.

"It's fine." He said flatly.

Just like this for a few days.

That night, when the husband and wife entered the account, Zhao Yuanci suddenly said: "We are living well, what do you think?"

Shaoyin pulled the quilt up until it reached his chin, and then whispered: "Aren't we having a good time now? I haven't quarreled with you. We have been married for more than a month, and we haven't quarreled."

He didn't mean that.

After a pause, Zhao Yuanci's low voice rang: "We are a real couple. I think of you in my heart, and you only think of me in my heart. We don't miss others anymore. How do you think about living this way? "