Survival Guide For The Charming Villain [Quick Travel] ━ Vol.1

3.2 - Bridal chamber

After paying homage to the hall, it was already well into the night. In the hall, Zhou Shijun reluctantly entertained people for dinner and drinks.

There were bright red candles in Dalang's room.

The newlyweds sat on the edge of the bed, under the red candle, as if they were dreaming. The orange light and bright red lights made the whole room unreal.

This was something Zhou Fenglang didn't expect.

It had only been one day, but I actually married a famous man's wife.

I don't know if the rumors are true or not. I heard the matchmaker said something very bad, so I nodded and got married without thinking too much.

Happy events should be done seriously.

But Zhou Fenglang didn't like men.

There are many shirtless men in the village who are crawling and rolling around. They are not interested at all. He is doing his own thing like a wooden person and has not thought about women. He probably wants to live a carefree life without thinking about marrying a wife.

Now suddenly there was someone sitting by his bedside, with a delicate look and mutton-fat white hands outside, like a young master who wanted to be pampered.

Zhou Fenglang usually doesn't like to talk, but there are some things that you can't lie to.

"Now that you and I are husband and wife, I have to say some things first to avoid a lot of disagreements in the future." He came closer when he spoke, and the red hijab had not yet been lifted. Xi Rong was sitting and standing with him, making him look even more slender and petite. Poor as a kitten.

"Husband, please tell me."

The voice was unexpectedly pleasant, and even Zhou Fenglang was stunned for a moment.

As soon as the word "husband" came out, people's hearts trembled.

At first, Anhui looked like an unknown object when he was quietly covered in the red hijab, but when his voice came out, he finally looked like a living person.

He was tactful, clear, very gentle, obedient and gentle. Listening to his words, Zhou Fenglang had already forgotten what he was going to say.

Until he saw the red hijab tilted slightly, as if Xi Rong thought he was very strange, why didn't he say anything?

Only then did Zhou Fenglang speak.

"I don't like men." I don't know why, but I suddenly felt weak as soon as I said these words.

But I had to say what I decided to tell him early. He was kind-hearted by nature and did not know how to lie. He said exactly what he planned to say, "You are young, younger than Erlang. I want to support you, like Like a younger brother."

The expression of Xi Rong under the hijab was unknown, whether he was happy or angry, and he remained silent.

After a while, I heard him say: "Do you want me to take off my hijab by myself?"

When those words came out, they sounded extremely sad.

There was no crying or fuss. I asked him obediently if he would lift the hijab. He was newlywed, but my husband suddenly said he didn't like it. Even who could lift the hijab became a question.

She is already a widow.

Zhou Fenglang felt a sense of debt and quickly said, "I'll do it."

Xi Rong sat obediently and didn't defend himself, waiting for Zhou Fenglang to open it.