When he got off the horse and returned home, Xiao Heng's eyes were all red.

The once deep and quiet eyes seemed to be on fire at this time.

He stared at her steadily, as if to eat her.

She bit her lip and whispered: "I will breastfeed Ah Chen first."

Xiao Heng took a deep breath with restraint and turned his back: "Yes."

So Gu Suier asked Guizhi to hug Ah Chen, and she unbuttoned her clothes and started feeding Ah Chen.

Xiao Heng didn't look, he stood aside and looked out the window.

The window lattices are tightly closed, and the room is warm and fragrant.

Standing in the room, watching the bamboo leaves blowing in the strong wind, watching the dark and heavy sky.

There are maids in the yard busy cleaning up clothes to dry, they walk in a hurry, and there is a maid looking at the sky while sweeping the yard.

Everyone realized that it was going to snow.

Xiao Heng is tall and straight, standing in front of the window lattice.

He has excellent ears.

I heard the sound of wind and sand outside, the whispering voice of the little maid, the quack of boiling water in the small kitchen, and the sound of—

The sound of a little baby sucking breast milk.

That milky sweet with movement, clanging.

Xiao Heng closed his eyes, as if seeing the red cherry fruit that was ripe, hanging on the branch, trembling in the wind.

After not knowing how long, Gu Suier sang softly, and could not hear what he sang, as if whispering, but the tone was gentle and gentle enough that Xiao Heng almost thought it was the most he had ever heard. Nice sound.

The wooden door was opened with a creak, the two-layer cotton curtain opened, Gui Zhi came in, and tiptoedly carried Xiao Achen away.

The door was closed again, and the room became quiet, with seemingly fragrant incense lingering on the tip of the nose.

Xiao Heng asked in a dumb voice, "What kind of incense is this?"

Gu Suier half leaned on the couch, looking at the man standing in front of the window, and replied softly: "It was given by the grandmother. It was said that it was used by the little baby and it would be no problem. It can calm the nerves. I can smell it lightly. , It’s not choking, I have used some in the past two days."

Xiao Heng actually thought it was okay, the fragrance was very light, a bit like her body fragrance.

Gu Suier's eyes were filled with soft light, and she looked at him and said, "You, are you sleeping here tonight?"

Xiao Heng didn't speak, turned around and walked to the bed.

In the red and soft brocade, the woman is slender and charming, timeless and tranquil, as beautiful as a painting.

Xiao Heng is a cold-tempered teenager. In the past two decades, he didn't think he would be greedy for any female sex.

Maybe the weeds on Niangqin's grave today are particularly bleak, maybe it's the wind outside and the sky is too overcast, maybe it's the indirect connection between this woman and herself.

Of course, it is more likely. In the inn at the foot of Xu Shan, with an occasional glimpse in the evening, she has fallen gently in his heart like a petal.

This evening, Xiao Heng, who was about to be a weak crown, knew what Wenrouxiang Hongfenku was.

He was buried in the soft fragrance of snow powder, fighting lonely, unable to extricate himself.

Gu Suier lay down on this bed, whimpering.

The sound of the wind and snow roared endlessly outside, and her shattered voice melted into the warm fragrant golden beast, turned into lingering, entangled the man who killed the decisive man.

The little Achen in the next room slept for a while, then woke up, missing her mother, crying and crying, Gui Zhi and Mother An were helpless.

Guizhi was originally light-tempered, and he was not too tempted with people or things.

She came from a scholarly family, has experienced the fall of her family, and has also seen the world in the world. She has long since cultivated coldheartedly.

It was so that no matter how Gu Suier relied on her, she didn't feel that she should be so grateful, but she did everything with her heart.

It's just that during this period of time, I helped take care of the little Achen. This little child was tender, tender and charming, and hugged so lightly and softly. It was really painful to the heart.

Seeing the little grandma crying now, she felt so distressed that she couldn't bear it, so she said to Madam An, "Go and ask the little lady, let the little lady breastfeed."

While talking, he hugged Xiao Achen and walked around and coaxed: "This is hungry. If it is hungry, what's the matter."

Mother An is the old **** who is here: "Don't worry, you are not bad when you are hungry, and besides, there are wet nurses?"

Guizhi: "However, the young master has never liked the milk of a nurse."

Mother An: "How is it possible? That's accustomed. I'm extremely hungry. I can eat as long as it is milk."

Guizhi is dubious... Then try it.

After half an hour.

Guizhi hugged Xiao Achen distressedly: "He is also a little tempered, you see that his face is red with anger, he knows you are lying to him!"

Bullying people are only a few months old, and using fake milk to deceive them is how it is possible. No one is a fool.

People just want to eat their mother's milk, don't treat a child who is a few months old as a human being.

Mother An is also helpless: "This little man is so beautiful, can he recognize it? Or can he smell it?"

Although Xiao Achen is small, she is really very temperamental. She is so angry that she kicks her calves, clenches his teeth with both hands, and uses all his strength to protest Mother An's arrangement.

Mother An couldn't help but said to Gui Zhi: "Don't move, I'll check the movement."

So Mother An came to the porch of the main house, listening with her ear through the window.

Upon hearing this, I felt helpless.

It's been more than an hour, I thought it should be almost the end, who knows there are still the sound of a man's strength, a heavy and heavy impact, and the sound of a woman's house when it is about to turn into water, low and soft, a cry With a bang, it's just like the kind of scream that can't escape from being caught so hard.

"This, this is a lot of time...If this continues, the little lady can't bear it..."

After all, Mother An was uneasy, so she had the courage, stood on tiptoe, licked the corner of the window against the wall with her tongue, revealing a little crack, and looked inside carefully.

After only one glance, his old face was red.

Her little lady was like a little fish, caught by someone, she was trembling her head, the blue silk scattered on the snow-white slender shoulders, shaking constantly, it was really pitiful.

She quickly avoided her eyes and hurried back to the next room.

"How's it going?" Guizhi asked anxiously, coaxing the crying little Achen.

"Wait!" Mother An sighed, "You have to feed Daddy first before you can feed your son. Whoever lets you be young, you must have a first come first, then come first."

Xiao Achen had milk, and it was an hour later.

In this hour, the two nurses went into battle at the same time, all kinds of scams and abductions, and the little Achen did not take a bite.

Finally, when he was finally held in his mother's arms, it was almost like a very hungry little wolf lamb, greedily grabbed it with its mouth open, and then ate it deliciously.

Xiao Heng was lying on his side in the couch.

The darkness spread, he lay there on his side, watching Gu Suier next to him feeding his son.

He just rubbed the place for a long time, and now it has become the fruit of Xiao Ah Chen.

He was faintly pantothenic.

I remembered that before myself, Xiao Achen would hold it every day, and it was even more sore.

But whoever makes it his own son can only be recognized.

After enduring it for a long time, Xiao Ah Chen was full, and after a comfortable hiccup, he started rubbing his little face in Gu Suier's arms.

Gu Suier embraced her son tenderly, full of love and affection. Seeing his lazy and cute appearance, it really hurts to the bone, and she can't wait to hold it like this and never let it go.

However, the man next to him couldn't stand it anymore.

"What is he doing?"

"Breast."

"Isn't it already full?"

"Achen likes to rub her after she's full, and she likes to hold me in her arms."

In fact, many children have this habit, that is, they like to be intimacy in the arms of their mothers, and they also like to use their small faces against their mothers' chest.

"As a man, you should stand upright. This is not a good habit." After speaking, Xiao Heng had already picked up the little milk baby.

He lifted his chubby waist with one hand, so the poor little milk baby pouted chubby **** and quickly waved his small arms and legs, hanging in the air like a turtle.

"Hey...what are you doing..." Gu Suier whispered, she felt distressed.

"If you are full, then go to sleep."

With that, Xiao Heng carried his most beloved son, and gave him directly to Guizhi: "Take care of the young master."

Guizhi didn't know what happened in the tent, but she was also distressed, and she was so distressed.

"Yes." She said respectfully, but her arm hurriedly caught Xiao Achen.

Gu Suier didn't say a word at first, and she didn't react, but when Guizhi went out, she finally pouted her lips in dissatisfaction, and complained somewhat helplessly: "I still want to hold him again."

Xiao Heng's lips tightened, and he stood beside the bed without a word.

He is tall and tall, standing beside him like a cypress tree, tall.

Gu Suier felt helpless and distressed.

"Why are you doing this..."

I complained softly, and I was not happy thinking about it.

"Do you want to hold him?" Xiao Heng suddenly bent down and looked at her quietly, serious in his dark eyes.

"Hmm!" Gu Suier nodded quickly: "I'm used to it."

After getting used to feeding the little Achen, he put his arms around the fleshy little body, and then touched the slippery little butt, thinking about it all melted away.

After Xiao Heng looked at her silently for a while, he gave in: "Yes."

When Gu Suier was overjoyed, she planned to greet Gui Zhi next door to hug Xiao Chen.

Who knew that at this moment, I heard Xiao Heng say:

"Then you hug me."

After saying this, the indifferent, noble, handsome and unparalleled man lay on the bed with a cold face, and then leaned his head against Gu Suier's chest.

Gu Suier:………………………………