husband and wife

Chapter 68

It was almost dawn, and it was the first time that Su Wan woke up so early when no one called her. When she opened her eyes, she saw a large piece of black hair, which of course was not hers.I don't know how Song Ziheng slept last night. His whole face was buried on her neck, and her waist-length hair was scattered everywhere. On the pillow, on her neck, and the tip of her face and nose, it's no wonder that I felt like I was dreaming at night. There is a big mountain on him.

Su Wan's hand was tightly held, but it was still in the same position as it was before going to sleep last night. Her fingers were tightly clasped, and she hadn't moved for a whole night. She felt that her whole hand was stiff, and she moved it habitually. The index finger feels numb.

It was just a slight movement, and the person nestled in Su Wan's neck was suddenly awakened by a nightmare, his eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were so clear that those who didn't know didn't believe that he had just woken up.Song Ziheng subconsciously looked at Su Wan for a second, bounced away from her in an instant, and turned to lie flat on the bed. Seeing that it was already bright outside, he subconsciously raised his hand to rest his forehead, only to realize that he was still holding a small The smooth and tender hands were in a mess. Song Ziheng's fingertips couldn't help rubbing the back of Su Wan's hand lightly. The contact part seemed to be electrified, and the numbness spread from his fingers to the bottom of his heart. It was involuntary. Intoxicated.

Perhaps it was because he was still awake, Song Ziheng maintained this movement, his brain was intoxicated by the wonderful touch, and it took about two seconds before he realized that he rushed home last night, so he is not the only one in bed today one……

Song Ziheng suddenly turned his head and looked along the hand, and he saw his wife's beautiful eyes were full of smiles, looking at him and the clasped hands without blinking.

Although Su Wan's acting skills are excellent, Song Ziheng is the person who shares the bed with her after all, and he is as careful as a hair and has a sharp eye. He knows some of her habits better than everyone here, such as the evil taste hidden behind the seriousness , I like to see the embarrassed side of people, especially him.

So her smile now must not be purely happy.

Song Ziheng knew this in his heart, knew that she liked it, so he simply acted as if he would not let go or let go, but he was not used to this after all, so he just pretended for a moment, seeing that the smile in Su Wan's eyes was really more obvious, Jing It was as bright as the black cat that ate the dried fish. He hooked the corners of his mouth without a trace, pretending to be calm, continued to shake hands with a calm expression, and said hello: "My lady woke up so early today!" , before the sun comes out, why don’t you accompany your wife to take a good look around the village?”

Su Wan was in a good mood and had enough sleep, so she didn't mind getting up early, she just smiled and said, "It's been so long since I've been here, I really haven't visited the area properly yet."

"Dad and mother have to work on weekdays, and I don't have time to take you for a walk when I think about it. When the weather is not hot, I will take you fishing someday."

"That's a good thing, I caught the fish myself and made grilled fish."

Song Ziheng didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "I think about food all the time. Fishing is clearly an activity for self-cultivation."

"Only when you are full can you have the strength to cultivate your body, don't you?"

Seeing that she was interested, Song Ziheng was not disappointed. He got up and bowed in a dignified way: "What the lady said is very true."

Song Ziheng got out of bed to look for clothes, took his own, opened Su Wan's clothes box, and asked, "Which outfit is your lady wearing today? Bring it here for your husband."

"Pick any set, you can take the top one."

Su Wan was already sitting in front of the vanity mirror combing her hair. Thinking of her as a glamorous female star, she can easily match makeup and dress up on weekdays. In this ancient time, she can't use the best ones. The original owner looks like a lot of cosmetics, which are useful but useless. A few pieces, besides, in a small backward village, I really have to paint my eyebrows, and the villagers have to mutter in their hearts when they see it, but it’s true if you think about it, the villagers of Songjia Village can barely eat enough, regardless of men and women Working, she is enough to be eye-catching when she has nothing to do, and she dresses up beautifully every day, which will inevitably make people feel unbalanced.

But Su Wan didn't want to wrong herself, so she didn't have to wear makeup. Anyway, she was young and beautiful, but she had to dress up, so she put more effort into her clothes and hairstyle. But she used to have a professional stylist, and she never let her own hair. I've done it before, so I'm considered a novice, but I saw others do it too much in the film crew, so I picked the easiest and easy-to-learn method to tie it up. Fortunately, the original owner was also taken care of by a maid, and I was not good at it. Only the appalling level can hide it from everyone.

Now that a few months have passed, Su Wan still has to spend a lot of effort every time she pulls her hair. Her hair is long and thick, and she only puts most of it up with twists and turns, leaving the soft ones hanging on her shoulders.

Song Ziheng hugged the clothes and watched from the side. Seeing that Su Wan opened the jewelry box, he put down the things and walked up, put his hands on her shoulders, and said with a smile, "Do you need any help for my husband?"

Su Wan was really impolite, picked out a few beaded flower hairpins, and instructed him to insert them one by one, but Song Ziheng didn't move, but looked carefully at her makeup box, reached out and shook the innermost four butterfly silver steps Come out: "Why have you never seen a lady wearing this?"

(End of this chapter)