Chapter 154: Wheelchair boss 16

The bright moon hangs high, the brilliance spreads across the earth, and a few whispers are heard from time to time in the main courtyard of Mingshan Villa.
Jiang Rui was hugged by his waist and had to sit on his lap at this time.
Generally speaking, people who have leg problems and need to sit in a wheelchair for a long time have their legs dry, thin, pale and weak, but his legs are strong and strong. Sitting on top, he can feel tight muscles and a steady stream of heat.
Ling Yuan grabbed her waist and fished it out, only to realize that her figure is so light that she can be picked up with just one arm, and when placed on her lap, it looks more like a tailor-made for him, firmly embedded in her arms. Here, it seems that his arms have been empty for so many years, just to wait for this moment.
He hugged her for the first time today, but he was no longer ready to let go.
"Sit with me for a while, eh?"
Jiang Rui turned around to look at him, and muttered: "The owner's arms are so tight that he doesn't let it go anyway, and he asks me what to do?"
Ling Yuan chuckled, rubbing his chin on the top of her head.
The evening breeze in early summer was still very cool, and the two hugged each other like this, and it happened to be neither cold nor hot.
"I said before that I would help you find your parents. Today, I have asked Li Er to look for the son of a man back then. If you remember something from your childhood, come and tell me."
"Thank you, the owner." Jiang Rui said softly.
Since getting Qin Sanniang’s body, she has been paying attention to finding her parents for her. It’s just that Qin Sanniang was abducted when she was young and she didn’t remember anything. Later, she fell ill. When Jiang Rui came, her mind There are almost no childhood memories. Jiang Rui thought about it for a long time before remembering some useful information. He knew that he was from the south, and there was a mountain near his home called San Guniang Mountain, and her name came from this.
"You still need to say thanks to me?" Ling Yuan attached to her ear, knowingly or unconsciously, the warm breath sprayed on the auricle, causing her back to be itchy.
Jiang Rui shrank his neck and moved it out, before he moved out less than an inch, the hand on his waist tightened and pulled back, and then pulled it to the bottom.
Ling Yuan was still smiling in his ears, and said in a warm voice, "I'm not comfortable sitting? Do I need to adjust the position for my wife?"
Jiang Rui glanced lightly, turned his head and said nothing, but when he saw it, he smiled more and more.
The villager got married, and time was tight. The whole Mingshan Villa was busy up and down, choosing dates, sending invitations, tailoring wedding dresses, preparing wedding banquets... everything was not negligent.
The second housekeeper, the second housekeeper in the village, and all the other housekeepers are already busy, and the two parties are naturally not free.
Jiang Rui is okay. You only need to cooperate with the tailor to make a tailored suit, and then familiarize yourself with the process of getting married. In addition to these things, there are many things that Ling Yuan has to make the final decision, such as the guest list, The dowry gift list and so on.
When he did these things, he liked holding Jiang Rui in his arms the most, so that when the people in the mansion came to report to him, their heads were embarrassed and raised.
The days went by in a busy schedule. Three days before getting married, Jiang Rui moved into the Mingshanzhuang courtyard. On the day of rejoicing, she was dug out of the bed early in the morning, washed and opened her face, groomed and dressed, and when the time came, she sat on the sedan chair. The city went around a big circle and carried it into Mingshanzhuang from the main entrance.
After the worship hall was sent to the bridal chamber, Ling Yuan would take care of the rest and it had nothing to do with her.
As the sun sets, the twilight seasons, the dragon and the phoenix are leaping with candle flames. I don't know how long it has been until the door creaks. Ling Yuan finally gets rid of the guests and returns to the room, followed by a mellow aroma of wine.
In the new house, besides Jiang Rui, Xi Niang and the maid were waiting. Ling Yuan didn't look at them, his eyes fixed on the figure beside the bed, "Go back and rest."
"But—" Xi Niang had something to say, and he took a faint look at her, then she was silent, and she was busy withdrawing with the others. When he got outside, he dared to straighten up and pat his chest to breathe. I've only heard that the owner is lenient, but I didn't expect that such a superficial look would make people afraid to breathe.
The scarlet hijab slowly lifted up, his chin was delicate, his red lips were hydrated, his cheeks were pink, and his shy eyes shone with flickering candlelight.
After being looked over by such a pair of eyes that seemed ashamed and timid, Ling Yuan realized that he had been holding his breath since just now.
He chuckled softly and asked gently, "Are you hungry? Would you like to eat something?"
"Good." Jiang Rui nodded.
He took her by the hand and sat down at the table together. In addition to the cakes and cakes, there was also a food box that was sent by people earlier on the table, which contained several kinds of noodles.
"Do you want to eat a little bit?" Jiang Rui asked him.
"I have eaten a lot at the wedding banquet, eat it." Ling Yuan smiled, his eyes never leaving her. But I thought in my heart, since I was married, it would be unfamiliar to call the owner of the village, and I would have to coax her to call a nice one. Thinking like this, four or five nice titles came to my mind, just waiting to try one by one.
He drank alcohol today, and he was instilled a lot. On the way back to the room, the alcohol was on his head, and the toxins in the meridians were about to move around. For fear of frightening her, he blew in for a while outside.
He knew that one day she would find her true face. Then she might be frightened, afraid, and disgusted. If she wanted to escape from him, he would naturally not allow it. From the day she stepped into his line of sight, she was doomed. It's him, no matter what means he uses, he will keep people behind.
And before that, he will put on her favorite mask.
Jiang Rui finished his dinner under burning gaze, swallowed his mouth slowly, and raised his head to look at him.
His expression was not commensurate with the scorching sight, and he looked gentle, "Are you sleepy?"
"I haven't drunk Hepu wine yet." She whispered.
"I forgot." Ling Yuan smiled, picked up the small wine glass on the table, and the two of them crossed their necks and drank.
The wine was not strong, it only had a sip, and after drinking it, he felt that his mind was finally awake, and he seemed to be drunk even more at this time.
He stared at the opposite person, watching her white and pink cheeks stained with crimson, her jet-black eyes were full of water, and there seemed to be a drop of wine on her lips, crystal red, like a sweet fragrance. Red cherries.
Ling Yuan pressed his forehead, feeling that he was really drunk.
"Does it have a headache?" Jiang Rui stretched out his hand and gently rubbed his temple.
The coolness of his hands made him a little awake, shook his head and said with a smile: "I was filled with wine at the banquet before, but now it is a little bit up."
I don't know when the voice was not as mellow as usual, and it was a bit dry and dumb. Ling Yuan knew that toxins were causing the trouble, and secretly caused internal force to suppress. No matter what, tonight is the bridal chamber of the two people. He can't expose his true form for the first time and frighten people.
Jiang Rui also noticed something abnormal, tilted his head to look at his face worriedly, "Do you want someone to make a hangover tea?"
"No need." Ling Yuan held her wrist, pulled the person into his arms, wrapped his hands, lowered his head and whispered with a smile, meaning something: "It's just that for the husband's physical inconvenience, first apologize to his wife, tonight Also bother Madam to work harder."
The author has something to say:
That's right, Lao Ba means, little fairy, sit up and move on your own.