The feast was gone, and he returned to the house with the smell of wine. It's a little smoky, but it's not very drunk. I didn't see her at a glance, but I heard her return to the maid in front of her, the princess had eaten, was a little tired, and was resting on the couch in the middle room.

His eyes swept over the half-rolled beaded curtains, and ordered someone to carry water into the house to wash. After changing into a white bedrobe, he stepped back left and right, got up, stood outside the curtain to listen to the movement in the room, and knew it in his heart, so Shi Shiran took the push chair, quietly and strode in.

The pace is steady, and the push chair is half-lifted in his hands, and he does not show any difficulty at all. It is obviously better than on Chinese New Year's Eve.

She was so tired, she had never gotten up so early. I dozed off in a daze, and I was not clean when I fell asleep. There seemed to be a worm crawling on her face, and the bug was hateful, and she reached out to wave it, and the bug was bigger than her.

"Ah Ming, wake up." He took off his shoes, lay down in the outer room, and took her into his arms, who was leaning against the head of the bed and sleeping crookedly.

She opened her eyes dimly, and saw that in the agarwood-colored yellow gauze tent, he was in a loose bun, refreshed, caressing her cheeks. His big hand is the big worm that disturbs her.

"Hmm." The voice of the person who had just woken up was buzzing, full of soft bones, and impatient. Her eyes fell blankly on the push chair next to the couch, and her mind was confused: Chunying pushed him into the house, and she slept so deeply that she was not awakened.

Lazy yawned, her sluggish brain, and then slowly moved.

"I heard that the king sent someone to send a congratulatory gift. Is it Zhao Gonggong? ”

"Otherwise, Liu Gao personally ran this trip, begged for a cup of wine to eat, and never stayed for a long time."

"Oh." She just asked casually. The bustle in front of it, from time to time, someone ventilated the inner house to report the news.

The Marquis of Jiangyin also came to congratulate with heavy gifts. Earlier he was promised a glass of wine, and now he has returned it. He didn't say anything like that, she didn't turn a corner. Is he very close to the Marquis of Jiangyin? Congratulations?

"Confused? He has taken the knighthood. He reminded her that the Marquis of Chao Jiangyin had been replaced by someone else. This tone is as if He Frame is his lifelong friend. Lord He was knighted, and he was happy for that person in his heart.

She suddenly raised her neck and asked him, "Then after today, the lower officials will also send someone to make up a congratulatory gift for Hou Ye?" You don't know about such a big thing. "In the end, they have worked together, she can come out of the sweet spring smoothly, and Lord He has also contributed.

He raised his eyebrows slightly, and then responded cheerfully. Today, he is a little Dengke, proud of the spring breeze, and in a very good mood. Looking at the congratulatory frame again, there is a kind of complacent satisfaction.

The domineering of men in love often has nothing to do with age. I don't mind, just look at the depth of affection. Only he has a wrist, whether it is Zhang Chen or He Frame, he can't cut it off. She only knew that these two people were involved in his major affairs, so she didn't think deeply.

Today, when He Frame came to the door, he was not a good drinker, but he took the initiative to raise the wine cup. The man was silent and drank it all.

He caressed her hair softly, and there was an inexplicable brilliance in his eyes. "How does Fang Cai Ah Ying call himself? Brother Yi changed his words, and Ah Ying called the sentence 'husband' to listen. ”

She followed him in her heart, husband, husband, husband, smooth and slippery, almost blurted out. As soon as the words came to his mouth, he suddenly became stammering and muttered like a mosquito.

It tastes different.

In front of him, she has long been accustomed to a "lower official" at a time. This official is the title she desperately earned back under his unsparing knocking. Every time she called him, she exhaled and raised her eyebrows, quite confident. was angry with him, and she didn't leave the official every word, held her head high, and deliberately played an official tone with him, so angry that this person stared at her, and her eyes were on fire.

Now, with such a change of words, this momentum is gone. soft, as if she was coquettish at him......

The corners of his mouth bent, and he felt that her husband's voice was sweet and greasy, which was very suitable for his heart.

Fingertips brushed her forehead hair, revealing the tip of her iconic beauty. She is not the kind of beauty that she meets at first glance and is unforgettable. But the more you look at it, the more durable it becomes, like an aged wine, taste it slowly, and then you can taste the wonders.

She is drunk and drunk, and she is also drunk. She was more energetic than good wine, and she fascinated him.

"Ah Yu is already my wife, and from the identity of history, I need to make an end." She got married, and there was no reason to show her face outside. Even if he could tolerate it, the Gu clan would not agree.

She also understands this truth. Although he had already been prepared, he still couldn't avoid being disappointed when he heard him explain to her in person.

Accompanied by him, reading and learning calligraphy, copying official documents, serving water and ink, such days are full and quiet. It seems that as long as she looks up, she will always be able to chase him. The way he focused on political affairs after the case, she seemed to have been silent thousands of times, and she could draw it with her eyes closed.

Although the "husband" is good, she still cherishes the "adult" that calls him.

Sensing the little man in front of him, his feelings suddenly fell. Not only did he not comfort her, but he lifted her chin and evoked a meaningful smile.

"In this way, it was Ah Yu who pleased me, and I was reluctant to separate."

Her face turned red. It's one thing to think in your heart, but it's another thing to be picked out by him. Slapped his arm around her and slipped out of his armpit. She rolled into her own way, her back to him, curled up like a silkworm, and covered with a quilt.

"I'm tired."

She denied it, and only talked about him left and right. A chuckle welled up in his throat, rather pleasant. He extinguished the candlestick outside the tent and lay down in his robe. Only a pair of dragon and phoenix candles behind the screen were left, leaning on each other, quietly illuminating the big red window flowers pasted on the window paper.

She covered herself in the quilt and pricked up her ears to eavesdrop, her heart beating hard.

The couch sank downward, and then a solid body was attached to his back. He seemed to like her slender neck, ruffled her hair, and kissed her tenderly.

"I hurt Qingqing earlier, and this will make up for you."

She was entered by him from behind, and in a few strokes she was defeated like a mountain, babbling and begging him. This posture was embarrassing, he lifted her leg, and her whole body was like a boat, not focusing, swaying back and forth. Uncomfortable, satisfied, all shrunk. The man behind him was panting frequently.

He rolled up her shirt and greedily licked and kissed her delicate snowback. The man's phoenix eyes are like ink, although he is in a hurry, he is comfortable between advance and retreat.

"Qingqing, is your husband gentle? Hugh was angry with me again. ”

In the big red wedding room, the gums of flowers and embroidered phoenixes made a squeaky sound. She was pressed under him by him, and her prostrate posture was shameful and shameful.

Where is tenderness? There were tears in her eyes, and she had no strength to reply. How many times has this been repeated?

She seemed to hear the sound of the drum of the third watch, and finally, this person's handsome face was tense, and he sweated like rain. Pressing her hard a few times, he trembled spasmodically, suddenly withdrew, grabbed her little hand and circled it heavily, hot white turbidity, wet her hands.

All she saw was a yellow-orange light. He leaned feebly on her, elbowed, and tapped her vest.

Her body is still trembling because of the tide of love. The doubt in my heart couldn't help but ask, "Why don't you stay inside?" ”

He was like this before marriage, she thought that he took care of her, afraid that she would have a body, and this matter could no longer be hidden. At this point, she realized that it didn't seem to be the case?

But she was extremely tired, in a trance, facing his deep eyes, his thin lips were closed, as if talking to her? Her eyelids grew heavier and heavier, and she didn't hear a word. It's dark in front of me, and I don't know what to do.

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Once rude in the morning, the prince was taught a lesson. Change the number of roads at night. Xiao Qi is pitiful, constantly superimposed, superimposed, superimposed "gentleness", endlessly, really can't hold it.