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

Chapter 257 He is still a teenager, everything has just started
He bit the bullet and dealt with those who wanted to find out why the prefect and the general soldier came to give gifts in person, although he wanted to yell at them, but he couldn't.

Today is a day of great joy for Chu Shuolan, he can't let this marriage have any flaws.

Li Tiezhu dealt with them with a smile, repeating the excuses he had prepared, and sent away the uninvited guests.

Wang Cuiqin also noticed that his complexion was getting worse and worse, so she let him rest for a while, and she sent off the rest of the guests with a smile.

At this time, Li Tiezhu finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He looked back at the huge mansion, recalling the past ten years.

Whether it's a blessing or a curse, he can't avoid it. He doesn't know what he is about to face next, what he is going to meet.

But he understood that the following days were destined to be unsettled.

……

After Song Yihuan got acquainted with it after taking a bath, she walked out of the ear room wearing the same jacket as Chu Shuolan's.

While wiping her hair, she walked towards the dressing table.

Chu Shuolan was standing in front of the candlestick picking out the newly lit wick, even though the dragon and phoenix red candles were burning inside the room, the room was still a bit dark.

Seeing Song Yihuan come out wearing the same style of tuxedo after taking a bath, the light in Chu Shuolan's eyes suddenly became dark.

At the same time, all kinds of pictures in the fire avoidance map that he saw during the day flooded into his mind again.

The characters in the book are far less beautiful than the Song Yihuan in front of me, no matter in terms of facial features or figure.

The movements of Chu Shuolan's hands stopped, and his eyes followed Song Yihuan's figure uncontrollably.

It wasn't until the other party was sitting in front of the dressing table that Chu Shuolan came back to his senses. He put the things in his hands on the table, turned around and walked towards Song Yihuan.

Song Yihuan wiped her hair with a silk cloth, and saw Chu Shuolan approaching from the bronze mirror standing behind her.

"Let me do it."

Chu Shuolan's low, hoarse voice sounded.

Before Song Yihuan could refuse, he had already taken the silk cloth from her hand, and gently wiped her hair.

Song Yihuan enjoys being served by someone.

She was not polite to Chu Shuolan, she just sat lazily on the stool, enjoying the other party's gentle service.

After all, it was a tiring day, and Song Yihuan's body fell into exhaustion.

Seeing the young man standing behind him through the bronze mirror, Song Yihuan's eyes became confused.

She married Chu Shuolan.

What a noble status this man will have in the future, but at this moment he gently wipes her hair, his movements are jerky and somewhat cautious, it seems that this is the first time he has done such a thing.

That's right, even though he has been wandering for so many years, he has never suffered anything other than the onset of poison in his body.

Looking at the boy's serious expression, Song Yihuan curled the corners of her lips, and her expression gradually relaxed.

Before getting married, she always had some scruples about Chu Shuolan, and she was obviously alienated.

At this moment, looking at Chu Shuolan who looked like a teenager, she knew that the other party was not the male protagonist who cut black for nothing and ruthlessly killed in order to survive.

He is just a teenager, still in the stage of just growing up, or the other party is just starting now, and nothing has happened yet.

And she doesn't have to be so taboo, she doesn't have to regard him as a strong man who can kill him.

Thinking of this, Song Yihuan's expression became more relaxed.

Her body leaned back involuntarily.

Chu Shuolan paused as he wiped his hair.

He looked down at Song Yihuan, who was leaning on his waist, with an obvious dazed expression.

It's just that the other party's actions are too natural and too casual, as if they are used to being so close.

(End of this chapter)