The carriage reeled and reeled, and the two of them didn't speak any more the rest of the way. Shaoyin didn't speak, and Zhao Yuanci didn't speak either.

When the carriage drove into the house and the two got off the carriage, Zhao Yuan politely put a hand on her and helped her down.

As if nothing had happened, Shaoyin took his hand and smiled sweetly: "Thank you for Jingzhi."

Pretend!

Zhao Yuanci was amused, and gradually understood in his heart what kind of person his wife was.

"Come on, go and say hello to mother," he said.

Shaoyin nodded: "Okay."

The two went to Jing'an Hall to greet the old lady. Afterwards, they ate dinner together before returning to their yard.

It was getting late by now. The two bathed, and after washing, they were ready to rest.

One after the other, step into the tent.

Zhao Yuanci was the first to lie down. He watched his wife undress and sit on the bed, calmly slipped into the bed, and lay down peacefully, as if he didn't exist at all, and couldn't help looking straight at her.

"What?" Shaoyin noticed his gaze, turned her head and asked.

Zhao Yuanci wanted to ask, you don't want to consummate the house at all?

This is the third day of their marriage, but they have not yet completed the marriage. have to say, it is a bit absurd.

However, Zhao Yuanci himself was not in a hurry. The shadow of another man lives in his wife's heart, and the shadow of his cousin is deeply rooted in his heart. Such two people, having fun together, he just thought about it, and he felt weird.

"Nothing." He shook his head and closed his eyes to sleep.

One is not in a hurry, the other is not in a hurry. In this way, the two dragged on, and the house has never been consummated.

In the blink of an eye, a month has passed.

Zhao Yuan's official position was settled, and he found a job in the Ministry of Industry. He was very happy and came home excitedly.

"I can stay in Beijing!" He took the lead in rushing into the yard, strode into the house, and walked over to Shaoyin with a smile that could not be concealed on his face.

After Shaoyin heard it, she immediately showed a sincere smile: "That's great! Congratulations!"

With a smile on his face, he said a lot of good words, congratulating him.

"Wow, what a good buddy!" Gray tutted.

Shaoyin said: "Yes! They are both fallen from the end of the world. Why should I ask the source of the acquaintance? They are good brothers, of course I am happy for him!"

Gray hummed and said nothing.

But at this moment, Zhao Yuanci had a different idea in his heart.

He looked at his wife's smiling face, perhaps because of the fact that something in his heart had settled, which made him overjoyed, and couldn't help but have different hopes for the future.

"Yinyin!" He looked at the lovely wife in front of him, a throbbing throbbed in his heart, he couldn't help holding her hand, his eyes were clear, with indescribable affection, he whispered: "Yinyin, call me again."

Shaoyin blinked her eyes and said tentatively, "Respect?"

After Zhao Yuanci listened, the smile on his face gradually increased. Slowly, he clenched her hand, the affection in his eyes became more intense, and his voice was hoarse: "Tonight... shall we consummate the house?"

She is his wife.

He is her husband.

They face each other day and night, share the happiest things, and will spend this life hand in hand, why not try to move forward?

Maybe a year or two, the shadow will not disappear. But three or five years, a long time, may not be able to come out.

Shao Yin blinked and looked at the man in front of him.

After a pause, she whispered, "Do you want to consummate the house?"

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Shaoyin was not in a hurry about the consummation.

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

If she was twenty-six years old, her body was already mature and she had needs, then she would take the initiative to mention it without him opening her mouth.

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

She is not shy.

No expectations.

No joy.

Hearing what he said, she was just thinking. What is she thinking about? Zhao Yuanci didn't even need to use his head, he understood immediately.

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

She doesn't want to? However, they are husband and wife. They have been married for a month, and they 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 his eyes slightly and looked at her in a bit of amazement. He saw that she raised her little hand, gently curled her forefinger as delicate as a scallion, scratched her right cheek, and her toes seemed to roll over the ground unconsciously. Embarrassedly said: "Husband and wife, it should be like this."

Zhao Yuanci's heart was not relieved at all, but choked.

It turned out that she, like him, did not expect this. No, she is not even as good as him. He has already thought about forgetting the past and starting a new life. He is looking forward to it. But she thought that this should be the case, and she would agree, she had no expectations at all.

Her heart was hot and cold, and she resented how she could humiliate him so much, and said such things in front of him, why did she think he would tolerate her, and then she felt that she should not be angry, she has always been like this, they have spread out long ago , although he did not agree.

Alternating hot and cold, can't tell what mood is. But the joy, excitement, and eagerness of the past were completely incomprehensible.

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

Shaoyin tilted her head, watching his figure go out the door, cross the courtyard, and disappear from the door of the courtyard, she couldn't help laughing softly.

He sat down leisurely, picked up a piece of fruit, and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet and sour taste filled his mouth, and he squinted his eyes with satisfaction.

"Is he unhappy?" Hui Hui said curiously, "Why is he unhappy?"