Feeling that her husband's hands were constantly swimming around her body, Mu Xiaowan's heart was beating violently, and even she could hear it. 『Ke * Le* Yan * Love * First * Fa ()』 [Full text reading baoly]

In particular, the husband's hands did not rush to unbutton the placket on his chest, but leaned in from the clothes. Mu Xiaowan didn't know how to place her hands, one moment she placed them flat on her sides, one moment she raised them to block her eyes, and one moment she tried to push away her husband's hot hands that gradually touched the skin on her chest.

Until, when those big scorching hands finally lightly covered the soft mass that she had hidden for fifteen years, Mu Xiaowan suddenly felt that her whole person flew up and floated in the clouds. muttered a voice that even he couldn't hear clearly:

"Husband, concubine, no, um. Like. ”

I don't know how long it took, when Mu Xiaowan, who was kissed by the burning lips of Cong Ye, found that there was no longer the slightest trace of cover on her body, and there was a burning sensation on the skin on her body, the slender jade hand that was subconsciously swinging inadvertently touched a hard and hot object between her legs, Mu Xiaowan couldn't help but exclaim despite trying to restrain herself:

"Ah, husband."

"Wan'er"

"Husband, I'm afraid."

can't help but make Mu Xiaowan afraid, although she had read some articles about the joy of the boudoir when she was approaching the wedding date, but where would she have thought that her husband would be so mighty. In any case, I can't imagine why the book should describe the affairs of men and women so happily.

"Wan'er is not afraid."

After tasting the pain of changing from a girl to a woman, Mu Xiaowan didn't dare to twist her body anymore, her arms tightly hugged Cong Ye's back, and the corners of her slightly closed eyes were already rippling with tears.

He slurred his mouth:

"The husband has mercy, pity the slave family, and pity the concubine."

Cong Ye also knows that he is special, so he doesn't force it, anyway, he has successfully conquered the city, and the next thing is just to wait slowly, no need to rush.

In this way, the two young bodies were entangled for a long time, until Mu Xiaowan felt a lot better, her frowning brows stretched slightly, and she tried to twist her body to satisfy the inexplicable desire from her heart.

Time was passing little by little, and the red candle outside the tent had already burned half, and the leaves were still lying on it, pressing Mu Xiaowan tightly under her without flaws. And Mu Xiaowan's arms have been moved from behind Cong Ye to her neck, her pretty face is slightly raised, and her warm lips have always been held in her mouth by Cong Ye, and she doesn't know when she has already been sucked into Cong Ye's mouth.

Now, Mu Xiaowan can't tell who is taking the initiative, and the feeling of emptiness from the depths of her body always makes it difficult for her to control herself, so she has to twist her body from time to time and gently lift her waist. In order to swallow the fiery fire from the husband deeper, deeper.

For Cong Ye, who has had many women in his memory, Mu Xiaowan's appearance under him is very different. is not only different from Princess Caiyun, Princess Xian'er, Princess Ruirui, etc., but also different from Meilan Zhuju The four maids can be released, even Cao Wei, who was born in a peasant family, is slightly different from Mu Xiaowan.

Almost subconsciously, Cong Ye thought of a word, Xiaojia Jasper. Yes, today's Mu Xiaowan is a typical small jasper. Although Cao Wei and Lin Cai Jiayue's four daughters were also from ordinary families, it may be because they have been influenced by Princess Caiyun and others since they married themselves, so they have no chance to realize the shy side of their small family.

In the following days, Mu Xiaowan showed a bird-like gesture of pity. This made Cong Ye feel a different kind of gentleness from it, and it was inevitable that he would be immersed in it, and he even forgot about cultivation.

It wasn't until half a year later that Cong Ye began to think about one thing: whether to teach Mu Xiaowan to practice the Void Exercises.

For this matter, Cong Ye can be said to have been entangled for a long time.

Finally, a year later, Cong Ye made a decision: not to teach Mu Xiaowan the Void Exercises, and he would no longer cultivate, but made up his mind to live the life of an ordinary person. Even, Cong Ye forced himself to forget the previous qiē, including Yan Jing of the Xuanyin Sect of Fulai Mountain.

Although it is stable day by day, it is more than enough to learn and teach the children in Xiangyang Town with the talents in the chest. Therefore, even if Cong Ye is easy every day, three years later, the children in Xiangyang Town went to take the county exam, and thirteen of the twenty children who were admitted to the Tongsheng examination still passed the exam in one fell swoop, which almost became the top joy in Xiangyang Town.

After all, for countrymen, the only way to get ahead is through the imperial examination. Being able to pass the exam for thirteen children at one time has never happened not only in Xiangyang Town, but also in the surrounding towns. For a time, Mr. Cong Ye suddenly became a well-known private school within a radius of hundreds of miles, and the most famous person.

As a result, more and more students from other places came to Xiangyang Town Private School to study, so that Xiangyang Town Private School was overcrowded and had to be expanded and renovated. And the people of the entire Xiangyang Town regard Mr. Cong Ye as the most respected figure. The Mu family is no exception, where they still regard Cong Ye as an uncle, it is even better than their own son.

Especially Mu Xiaowan, her face was filled with happiness and pride every day.

The only fly in the ointment is that Mu Xiaowan's belly has not changed since she got married for three or four years. Although under the control of his mother and Mrs. Mu, he saw many doctors, and in the end, he did not find any problems.

This matter has become a major concern for Mu Xiaowan and the Mu family day by day.

When Cong Ye, who suddenly went home one day, found that Mu Xiaowan was secretly crying, and after questioning, he learned that it was because he had been sad that he had not been able to have children, Cong Ye hurriedly comforted:

"Wan'er can't be like this, can't we stay together without children?"

"But, husband, the concubine really wants to have a child."

Cong Ye knows a little bit about the reason, the problem should be with himself, not Mu Xiaowan. Otherwise, it would be impossible to explain why the previous eighteen girls had never given birth.

"Wan'er, the problem shouldn't be with you, it may also be the reason for your husband."

For Mu Xiaowan, it is impossible to imagine why there is a problem with the clumps of leaves that are alive and well. Therefore, when I heard Cong Ye say this, the first thing that came to mind was that Cong Ye was comforting himself.

"Husband, the concubine knows that the problem is not with the husband. And,"

As if she had made a lot of determination, Mu Xiaowan continued:

"The concubine has already discussed with her parents, and if she can't have children for her husband in another year, she will take a concubine for her husband."