The president's surrogate wife, he always wants to escape

"You still don't get out of the way."

Rank kicked Os in the stomach to prevent him from touching him again.

Aos was also afraid that he would lose control, so he stood up straight so as not to press down on Rank, who was sitting on the dressing table, but his eyes were always on Rank, and wherever he looked, he felt energetic.

"It's all your fault, your wedding clothes were all messed up."

Rank cried, bowed his head and scolded Os, while he hurriedly smoothed out his wedding clothes.

Os also knew it was his fault. As soon as he entered the dressing room, he picked up Rank and put him on the dressing table, kissed him, and almost tore Rank's wedding dress.

"Here I go, if you do this for a while it will only make it more messy."

Os stretched out his hand to tidy up Rank. Although he had not worn traditional wedding clothes, he had attended many wedding banquets of relatives when he was young and had seen how adults did it.

"It's not my fault that you started to do things as soon as you came in." Ranke wiped away tears and sounded aggrieved.

When he heard Rank's voice, the corner of Os's mouth curled up inexplicably. He probably liked hearing Rank cry like this, which made people want to bully him.

"It's not as difficult as you think!"

Aos muttered, and really helped Ranke sort out his wedding clothes.

He took Rank down from the dressing table and put it on a chair, and then straightened it up, including the veil.

Rank didn't expect that Aos could really do it. He sat on the chair and stared up at Aos curiously.

He felt that there was nothing that Aos couldn't do, and he could get started quickly even if he didn't know it.

Unlike him, he is not very good at anything except fighting and killing.

"Why are you looking at me! I have flowers on my face."

Ost teased Rank, lifting Rank's chin with his fingers.

As soon as Os's face enlarged in front of him, Rank's eyes immediately turned red, and they were instantly filled with tears.

Rank is going to be so angry, this damn physique is broken.

Now Aos already knew about Rank's physical problem. After all, they had lived together for five months and stayed together every day. There was no reason for him not to find out.

At first he thought Rank was teasing him, but later he found out that Rank really had a physical problem and would cry when he looked at others.

Osco liked Rank's physique to death. When he bullied Rank in the future, he would ask Rank to face him. As long as he leaned close to Rank, he would cry. Then he would kiss Rank at close range and kiss him. Don't cry and become more squeamish.

Rank didn't know about Os's bad tastes. If he found out, he would get angry.

"You hurt me."

Rank slapped Os's hand that pinched his chin away and looked away angrily.

In fact, it didn't hurt. Aos was sure of his strength. It was Rank who felt ashamed and didn't dare to look at Aos, so he found this reason to avoid Aos's gaze.

No, his face is red.

Os, who knew it well, smiled, lifted Rank's veil and asked cheekily, "I arranged the wedding clothes for you, and you won't give me any reward."

"It's obviously you who messed up my wedding clothes, but you still want a reward?"

Rank was really angry, he raised his head and scolded Os.

"No! Then I will tear off your wedding clothes."

"you"

Rank was so angry that he couldn't speak, and he also cried in anger. Os, this scoundrel, was really going too far.

"I'll count to three. If you don't give me a reward, then I'll pick you up and go to the bathroom and have sex early."

"You...you bastard, how dare you."

"Tell me if I dare."

Osman supported the dressing table behind Rank with his hands, bent down and looked down at Rank and smiled.

Rank cried angrily and shed tears. He knew that Aos didn't dare, but if he didn't give Aos some reward, Aos would definitely keep teasing him. This is the kind of virtue this man has.

"If I don't give you a reward, I will really count, 1, 2."

"You, you, you, shut up, I'll give it, can't I give it to you?"

Rank hurriedly stopped Aos, raised his head and quickly kissed Aos on the cheek, "I, I, I kissed him, you can't mess around."

"Kiss me on the mouth! Why are you kissing my face?" Ao Si still bargained.

Rank was so angry that he cried again, tears streaming down his face. He cried so loudly that it made people feel distressed.

"Okay, okay, I'm just teasing you. Your eyes will be swollen from crying in a while, and mom won't be able to deal with me."

Ao Si gently wiped Ranke's tears and warned Ranke, "If you cry again, your makeup will be wasted."

"It's not all your fault."

Rank scolded angrily.

"Yes, yes, blame me, blame me."

Os quickly admitted his mistake and continued to wipe away Rank's tears.

Rank sniffed and looked aside, he was so angry that he didn't want to talk to Leos.

However, Os thought Rank was so cute. He didn't blink when he was killing people, but when he met him, he burst into tears. It was such a cute contrast.

"Tilt your head and I'll put on some makeup for you."

Os took the cosmetics on the dressing table and told Rank.

"I don't want it. How can I go out to meet people once you make me look ugly?"

"Really, you can't trust me so much."

"Look up. If you don't, I'll take off your wedding clothes."

Rank's anger had just subsided a little, and he was extremely annoyed when he heard what Aos said, but he still obediently raised his head and faced Aos.

"That's good!"

Oss was very skilled in applying makeup on Rank's face. He knew exactly what was needed. Rank was dumbfounded. Oss really knew how to use it.

Rank suddenly bit his lip, wondering if Os had done makeup like this for someone before, otherwise how could he be so skilled.

"This kind of thing can't be mastered at a glance. Do you still need me to know it before I can do it for you?"

Aos saw through Rank's thoughts at a glance, and kept touching up his makeup as he raised his head.

Rank's face immediately turned red when he was poked, and he wanted to find a piece of tofu and hit him to death.

"Okay, I can't tell you cried. I just think it's the effect of makeup."

Os put down the makeup tools and said to Ranke, because Ranke's peach makeup itself is a bit like crying makeup, and it is pink, tender and delicious.

"I... let me make it clear first, I know nothing but killing enemies."

Rank whispered and felt guilty, lowering his head and not daring to look at Os, and clenched his hands nervously in his lap.

"You are younger than me. If I marry you, I will raise you as a wife. What do you need to know? There are more than two hundred servants in the house and you can't finish the work at home?"

Oslo's tone was calm and he didn't care about Rank's tone of knowing nothing.

Rank was stunned for a while, then looked up at Os, seemingly surprised.

Because he heard that the wives of those big families know everything they want, otherwise others would make fun of them if they couldn't do it.

Aos is the eldest son of the Ao family. If he goes to socialize in the future, he has to go with him. People can't ask him what he knows. He said he knows how to wield a sword! That's not a joke.

Rank pursed his lips, raised his head and looked at Os again with some uneasiness, and asked uncertainly, "Would I embarrass you?"

"You are the queen's biological brother, how could you embarrass me?"

Ost patted Rank's head and continued, "The reason why other people's wives compare themselves to each other is because their husbands' family backgrounds are almost at the same level as others, so they will naturally work hard on themselves. After all, they are their husbands' faces. Being good-looking and outstanding can really add points to her husband."

"But our family is different from theirs. They can't compare and they don't dare to compare. Give them a hundred courages and they don't dare to ask you what you know and what you don't know. They will only bring their wives and children to you to please and make fun of you. If you like it, just nod and respond. If you don't like it, just ignore it. No one in country D dares to show mercy to our Austrian family."

The tone of the leader of Aos was neither exaggerated nor guilty. This is the confidence of the Aos family.

"If you don't believe it, let me show you the power of the Ao family now."

Os pulled Rank to the window and asked Rank to look at the courtyard downstairs.

Guests have been welcomed into the large courtyard one after another, and there are people everywhere.

Rank saw that the nobles and rich people who used to look down on his family were now crowding around to fawn over his parents. His father changed from his usual crying self and stood among them with his head held high, and he was cute and arrogant and ignored them. People who please him.

The corners of Ranke's mouth gradually became more curved, and his father could finally feel proud for once, no longer the timid person he used to be.

Rank also saw his brother-in-law who had been afraid to go out. He was hiding behind his parents in fear of danger and kept his head buried. However, he was not afraid. Instead, he looked up from time to time and curiously looked at the people around him.

Because these people are different from before. When I see them, I no longer look down on them. Instead, I smile at them in a very low-key manner, and I keep bringing them food and drink. I have a good attitude.