Ye Shuang's trembling eyelashes were like two small brushes, gently scratching Yang Kang's heart, making him itchy and dry.

Yang Kang approached little by little, held his breath, imprinted an incomparably soft kiss on Ye Shuang's forehead, and then moved down, kissing his eyebrows, his eyes, the bridge of his nose, his cheeks, his chin, and finally, kissing his lips.

Ye Shuang's heart almost jumped out.

Yang Kang sucked his lips and licked him, sometimes gentle, sometimes rough, and the hand holding him tightened more and more, eager to rub him into his chest.

If this continued, Ye Shuang felt that he was going to explode.

He stretched out his hand to push Yang Kang's chest, wanting him to let go of himself a little, but the more he refused, the tighter Yang Kang hugged him.

Ye Shuang wanted to call him out loud, but the voice she made startled her, the weak, trembling voice was soft and charming, it was shameful.

Yang Kang suddenly turned over and pressed him under him, but his voice was very hoarse, "Shuang'er, open your mouth." ”

Only then did Ye Shuang realize that he had been clenching his teeth tightly and hurriedly opened his mouth.

The next moment, a soft and slippery thing reached into his mouth, grabbed his tongue directly, and ** fiercely.

Ye Shuang felt like a fish thrown to the shore, scorched by the scorching sun, hot all over, and about to suffocate to death.

He begged for mercy in a trembling voice: "Akang...... Akang ...... I can't stand it......"

Hearing this, Yang Kang finally let go of his lips and tongue, leaned on his neck, gasping for breath, and the breath was all sprayed on Ye Shuang's skin, burning very hot.

Ye Shuang also greedily breathed in the fresh air to calm the fire in his chest.

I don't know how long it took, Yang Kang kissed his neck and said, "If it weren't for your weak body, I really want to ...... I really want to do the Zhou Gong gift now. ”

Ye Shuang said innocently: "How to perform the gift of Zhou Gong?" ”

Yang Kang was speechless.

His frost is too simple, but this kind of simple flirting is the most reverie and difficult to control.

Yang Kang finally restrained the roaring beast in his body, turned over and got off Ye Shuang's body, stroked his face, and said, "In the future, when you take care of your body, I will teach you how to practice this week's public rite for your husband." ”

Ye Shuang nodded and said, "Ah Kang, when you did those things to me just now, you felt so strange. ”

Yang Kang smiled: "What's strange? ”

"I can't say it, I just feel hot all over, and my heart feels like a firecracker, and the explosion crackles." Ye Shuang pursed her lips and smiled: "But I like it very much." ”

Yang Kang said with satisfaction: "Then we will often do it in the future." ”

Ye Shuang turned over and lay on Yang Kang's chest, her eyes were full of smiles, and said, "Let's do it again now." ”

Seduce him again!

Yang Kang was both happy and sad.

I am glad that his frost is so active, and his children can be taught; Sadly, he had foreseen that he would live in misery for a long time to come.

***

Three days later, Ye Shuang was already able to move freely, and even rode out of the house to sneak around.

Their marriage ceremony was also held as scheduled.

It was a good day with a sunny day, clear weather and a smooth wind.

Yang Kang helped the old couple to work for the past few days, decorated the old house, hung red lanterns, and pasted the word Xi. He also bought a lot of wine and food, and prepared a rather sumptuous feast. Yang Kang also secretly bought two big red wedding robes and a red hijab, which was glamorous but festive.

When noon was approaching, the old woman urged the two of them to change into their wedding clothes, and Yang Kang waited in the middle hall, and then covered Ye Shuang's head and led him out.

Walking to the middle hall, the old woman led Ye Shuang to Yang Kang's side, Yang Kang was overjoyed, and reached out to shake his hand, but Ye Shuang avoided him.

The old woman sat down and sat in the main seat with the old man.

I only heard the old man sing: "Worship heaven and earth!" ”

The two of them turned around together, knelt down towards the vast heaven and earth, and bowed three times.

The old man sang again: "Second worship the high hall! ”

The two turned around and bowed respectfully to the old couple in the hall.

The old woman burst into tears and raised her sleeves to wipe her tears.

The old man sang again: "Husband and wife worship each other!" ”

The two knelt facing each other.

At the first bow, Yang Kang said: "Yi Yan added, and Zi Yizhi." ”

During the second bow, Yang Kang said: "It is advisable to drink alcohol and grow old with your son." ”

During the third salute, Yang Kang said: "Qin Se is in the palace, don't be quiet." ”

At the end of the salute, Yang Kang helped Ye Shuang to stand up and couldn't wait to lift his hijab.

At the beginning, Ye Shuang couldn't raise her head in embarrassment.

But this is the most solemn and solemn moment in his and Yang Kang's lives, and he wants to engrave Yang Kang's appearance at this time in his mind and never forget it in his life.

So, he slowly raised his head and looked at Yang Kang's face.

Yang Kang was also staring at him stupidly.

The four eyes looked at each other, and there was an undisguised smile inside.

Heaven and earth, sun and moon and stars, rain, snow and wind and frost, five lakes and four seas, all turned into nothingness in a moment, and only each other was left in their eyes.

"Licheng!" The old man laughed loudly: "It's still early, so I won't send it into the cave room first, you can bear with it, and accompany our two old men to eat that table of wine and food, how about it?" ”

The two nodded in response, and went to the side hall with the couple.

During the banquet, the two people kept holding each other's hands and never separated for a moment.

At the end of the banquet, Ye Shuang was drunk and unconscious, and Yang Kang drank more than him, but he only blushed.

Yang Kang once again thanked the old couple from the bottom of his heart, and hugged Ye Shuang back to the room to rest.

Ye Shuang fell asleep, and Yang Kang looked at his sleeping face, which was more delicate than peach blossoms, and couldn't sleep for a long time.

He stroked Ye Shuang's eyebrows, then stayed on his cheeks and rubbed them gently, and murmured: "Shuang'er, in this life, we have finally become dependents. ”

For some reason, there was an infinite desolation in his voice.