After marrying into the Hou Mansion, everyone said that Xu Zhihe flew up a branch and turned into a phoenix.
But she once didn't know how to live.
She was only sixteen, but she had a son of eighteen, making it difficult for her to be a stepmother.
She was afraid that her new son was always staring at her from behind, his wolf-like eyes almost threatening to tear her apart.
Later, she heard that she was almost the exact same mold as his biological mother, and she thought to herself: Maybe... He missed his mother.
Hearing that his mother was also a farm girl, she washed her hands and began to take care of him. She felt relieved until a smile appeared on his face.
She thought that when she gave him a younger brother, the family would be able to survive together with the bond of blood.
She puts on new makeup every night and looks forward to it, but her husband still refuses to sleep with her.
One day and two days, one month and two months, one year and two years.
She was heartbroken waiting, wondering why she would marry her if he disliked her?
She cried, then cheered up, mustered up her courage, warmed the wine and prepared the dishes. She and her husband drank together, and the love medicine slowly emerged. She took off her coat, and her husband pressed her on the bed.
The red candle went out, but her husband still left. She endured the grievance and restrained the heat.
Until the man who came back with a "squeak" in the night came back to her bedside.
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The secretly peeping eyes lingered in her hair, neck, lips and teeth.
Escape or take advantage. Xu Zhihe had a new answer.
Intention: Breeze blowing over the hills
