After wearing the book, I used the male lead as a drug guide

Chapter 244 Madame, I Have Been Waiting For A Long Time For My Husband

Next, under the leadership of Long San and the others, Song Yihuan walked to Chu Shuolan's room step by step.

She hugged the red ball silk alone, and followed the prompts of Long San and the others to move forward.

"Ma'am, watch your step."

"Ma'am, it's time to go up the steps."

After going up the steps, Song Yihuan saw a pair of black-rimmed boots in front of her eyes. They were a pair of men's feet. The man was wearing a red shirt. She saw a skirt embroidered with delicate patterns.

"Ma'am, I have been waiting for my husband for a long time."

With a smile, a voice as mellow as wine sounded.

It was Chu Shuolan. Song Yihuan raised her head and "looked" at the person in front of her through the red hijab.

She couldn't see Chu Shuolan's appearance, but she knew that he was standing in front of her.

The red silk ball in his hand was pulled up, and the other end was gently pulled by Chu Shuolan.

He raised his foot and walked into the house, Song Yihuan immediately followed under the pull of the silk and satin, and stepped into the room.

After Chu Shuolan stopped, Song Yihuan followed suit.

Just as Song Yihuan was looking down at the ground, the red hijab in front of her was lifted off.

Song Yihuan raised her eyes, and what caught her eyes was Chu Shuolan with picturesque brows and jade-like beauty.

The other party was wearing a red brocade robe with elegant patterns embroidered on it, and a gold silk-trimmed jade belt around his waist, which made him look extravagant.

The Chu Shuolan in front of him was undoubtedly amazing.

With a graceful and luxurious aura all over his body, the little boy is so dazzling, as if he looks calm and elegant no matter what he does, which is extremely eye-catching. Whether it is appearance or temperament, it is a beautiful existence that women in the world pursue.

It wasn't just Song Yihuan who lost his mind seeing Chu Shuolan.

Even Chu Shuolan's calm eyes lost his focus for a moment when he saw Song Yihuan whose red hijab was lifted in front of him.

He always knew that Song Yihuan was good-looking and beautiful.

But it's not as good as the dress in front of me, it's more impactful with makeup on.

Under the slender and black eyebrows is a pair of charming eyes, in the beautiful eyes like glass, there is a somewhat absent-minded light.

At this moment, Song Yihuan possesses a charming and charming charm, but also has a pure temperament, which is simply a contradiction.

The calmness in Chu Shuolan's eyes gradually returned, the end of his eyes curled up in a gentle arc, his whole person looked very kind, and there was always a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.

Then a voice as mellow as wine sounded: "Huanhuan, let's worship here."

Hearing the other party's voice, Song Yihuan brought back her lost soul.

She was puzzled, "Didn't you pay your respects outside?"

Chu Shuolan smiled in a low voice, tenderness flashed across his brows, but he didn't explain aloud.

He lowered his eyes and opened the wooden box in his hand, took out an exquisitely crafted fan from it, turned around and handed it to Long San behind him.

"Put it on the table."

"Yes!"

Long San took the fan respectfully with both hands, and put it in front of the main table, with a respectful attitude as if treating something fragile, with respect in his eyes.

The fan that was put on the table was a congratulatory gift from a master named Chu that Xue Yongjun mentioned earlier in the wedding hall.

Not long after Chu Shuolan got the fan, he also looked at the inscription on the fan.

Seeing the fan being placed on the table, Chu Shuolan glanced at Qi Su who was standing not far away, and gave him a look.

Following his gaze, Song Yihuan discovered the existence of Qi Su in the house, the honest Da Bei Le squatting at his feet, Ming En, and the little maid whom she saw last time.

Qi Su received Chu Shuolan's gaze and took a few steps forward.

(End of this chapter)