Cui Ling waited patiently for a long time, but there was no movement.

Yuan Wulang's fingers were like wild dogs that had been hungry for hundreds of years, and her collarbones were flesh and bones, once he gnawed on them, he couldn't let go, grinding and grinding, and he didn't know how long it was, his fingers were still circling there.

The strange touch stirred up a throb in her, but he was slow to go deeper, and she began to wonder if he had any other concerns.

Was it her few unbridled words that still bothered him on the wedding night?

Or did he not recognize him, so he couldn't get over this hurdle?

Obviously, Cui Ling was overly worried.

Yuan Wulang's passion was high at this time, not to mention that he wanted to ride a horse and gallop majestic.

But the problem is that he is really inexperienced, and he can't do anything about it when he looks at his wife's warm and fragrant body.

In fact, the sons of the Sheng Dynasty had this enlightenment very early, and before they got married, there must be someone to teach them, and there will never be a situation where the newlyweds don't know what to do when they end up having a room at night.

However, Yuan Wulang is an exception.

Due to the maverick family style of the Yuan family, he has been guarding his future wife for a long time.

The old lady asked for marriage, and his marriage with Cui Ling was done in a hurry.

Everyone is busy preparing for the wedding, and they all think that he is such a big person, and the most haode friend around him, Jiuwang, is the master of flowers, although he has not personally experienced that aspect of things, but small. Yellow. I must have read a lot of books, so I omitted this step.

On the wedding night, he drank too much wine and still had emotions in his heart. Desire. The thought is not very strong.

So. Cui Ling took it upon herself to dispense with this process. Although he was angry, he was actually a little lucky.

But at this moment, Yuan Wulang's body and heart are inconsistent, confirming that he likes the woman next to him.

He wanted her.

After a long time, the sky had changed from dark to deep ink, and the night was already very deep.

Yuan Wulang finally mustered up the courage and slowly moved his broad palm down.

The tentacles are a large patch of slippery skin, followed by a sudden rise of mountains. His hands as soft as cotton aroused his curiosity, and he was like a naughty child, kneading and kneading, until he finally found a way.

Cui Ling was tickled by such a touch.

The body is not yet emotional, but it evokes some long-lost feelings in the memory, Yuan Wulang's masculine body is on one side, almost close to her, and the masculine masculinity of his body continues to impact her, making her almost melt.

However, her husband had little experience. His rustiness and youthfulness undoubtedly reveal his innocence.

She wondered if he would spend the night exploring her mountains.

Really. Yuan Wulang seems to be more fond of new discoveries than collarbones.

He tirelessly played and explored, and the warm nephrite in his hand seemed to have a magical power, and he was reluctant to let go.

Cui Ling went from the initial throbbing and slight trembling to the boredom and sleepiness of Zuihou.

She was wondering if she should help him finish this long exploration, get straight to the point, and then go to bed early?

But after a fierce ideological struggle, she felt that it might be cool to fight back, but there were more troubles to face afterwards.

He's a tsundere man!

First line. house, but the wife. Subtonal. Teaching, it is estimated that in Yuan Wulang's opinion, this will be a particularly unacceptable thing, it will hurt his manly self-esteem, and maybe, it will leave a psychological shadow or something in the future.

What is worth the loss, Cui Ling is unwilling to do.

For such inexperienced and particularly strong old people. Place. Man, all she can do is wait.

However, it was too long to wait, and she was a little drowsy.

In addition, she only escaped from life and death two days ago, and her physical strength has not fully recovered.

After two yawns, she let out an even, fine snort, and finally fell asleep.

Yuan Wulang was indulging in new discoveries, and he couldn't help but rejoice when he saw that Cui Ling had no resistance to his bold and unbridled movements, so he tried to want more.

He was still holding her Yunfeng with one hand, but the other hand was rubbing all the way away.

The skin on her body is really smooth, and her waist is slender, and she holds it in a pinch.

Further down is the pool of mysterious temptations.

Yuan Wulang didn't dare to venture deeper, and asked in a hoarse voice softly, "Ling'er, can I ......?"

There was silence in the tent.

Yuan Wulang was unwilling, and continued to ask her, "Ling'er, if you don't speak, I'll treat you as allowed?" ”

There was still silence in the air.

He finally dared to crouch on her and look at her, but found that her beautiful face had lost the cunning of the day, her eyes were closed, her snort was even, and she had already fallen asleep.

Yuan Wulang was angry, angry, melancholy and aggrieved, and secretly wondered if he had made a mistake?

With such mixed feelings, how could he sleep?

Therefore, I had to brace myself and look at her until I saw the dawn.

When she woke up the next day, Cui Ling opened her eyes and saw Yuan Wulang, who had serious dark circles under her eyes, looking at her sideways.

She was startled, and just wanted to ask him why he was here, but suddenly thought of what happened last night, and suddenly felt some sorry in her heart.

She shrunk into the quilt embarrassedly, covering most of her face, and whispered, "Husband, you're awake!" ”

Yuan Wulang replied sullenly, "Well, wake up." ”

That being said, the heavy dark circles under his eyes and the haggard and lost mood on his face indicated that he might not have slept all night.

Cui Ling quietly touched her body in the quilt and found that her clothes were complete, except for a few buttons on her chest that were loosened, everything else was neat.

She didn't know whether to worry or rejoice.

After thinking about it, I felt that it would not work if it was always like this, if Yuan Wulang was still like this tonight, she would go into battle in person.

Although it didn't work out last night, I don't know if it was out of pity or something else, Cui Ling found out. Her resentment towards Yuan Wulang was much less than before. Deep in my heart, some deliberately suppressed guilt broke through many obstacles. Welled up in my heart.

In fact, there are some things she knows very well in her heart, in her marriage with Yuan Wulang, she is the beneficiary.

The Yuan family not only gave her the warmth of her long-lost home, gave her the greatest freedom, but also allowed her to find herself again.

As for Yuan Wulang......

Maybe his affection is only reserved for the woman who became his wife, not because she is Cui Ling and likes her, but as long as she is his wife one day, he will be the most Haode husband in the world.

And she has no consciousness of being a wife at all. I don't want to remember his face, and I won't ask his name.

Thinking so, she owes him a debt.

Cui Ling saw that it was not early, so he cautiously urged him to get up, "Husband, I heard Huaishu say that you have to go to practice every morning, and now that you are awake, then I will wait for you to get up and dress?" ”

According to her normal temperament, she would never say the word "serve".

But right now, Yuan Wulang glared at her with the dark circles under his eyes that had stayed up all night. She subconsciously felt a little embarrassed, so she thought about saying something nice and soft. One is to show goodwill, and the other is to hope to soothe his heart that can't be begged.

Yuan Wulang knew it was time to get up, but he didn't want to at all now.

The tiredness of the body is one thing, and not wanting to miss the ear grinding with Cui Ling is another.

Moreover, he clearly felt that her attitude towards him was good, if yesterday she was a thorny moon, now it is a friendly morning glory, even in the cold winter, but it makes him feel like a spring breeze.

He was reluctant to leave at all, so he pulled the corners of his mouth, "Today's morning exercise is exempt." ”

Cui Ling sighed in her heart, thinking that this person couldn't be trying to finish the steps that were not completed last night, right?

She hurriedly sat up and said, "Ah, then husband, you can rest for a while, and I'll get up and make you breakfast." ”

In the next moment, her arms were held by a pair of warm, thick hands, which were so strong that with a slight pull, she had fallen into his arms.

Overhead, a deep and hoarse voice sounded, "I'm not going to do morning exercises, and you don't want to do breakfast, let's stay like this and have a good chat." ”

He rubbed his chin against her cheek, "You see, we've been married for months, but we haven't spoken properly, and you don't even know my name." There has been nothing in the city these days, and it is rare for you and me to have such a good opportunity, so let's talk in one place! ”

The beard was a little prickly, which made Cui Ling feel itchy, so strange, but she didn't hate this feeling.

She had no way to refuse his reasonable request, so she nodded gently, "What do you want to talk about?" ”

His body moved slightly, looking for a more comfortable position on him, and then put his head down.

His chest was wide and thick, and it was so reassuring to be able to hear his powerful heartbeat when I leaned on it.

Yuan Wulang saw Cui Ling obediently like a puppy all of a sudden, and his mood stirred.

He gently stroked her long black satin-like hair, his eyes moved slightly, but he asked, "Tell me what kind of person Yuan Wulang is in your heart?" ”

Cui Ling moved slightly, trying to struggle to get up and look at Yuan Wulang's expression, so that she could judge what he really thought when he asked this sentence.

But his arm was thick, and it was the injured left arm that caressed her, and she was afraid that if she moved too much, she would touch his wound.

After thinking about it, I decided to answer honestly.

Her voice was soft, but not so clear, "I don't want to lie to you, so don't be angry if you don't listen to your heart." ”

Yuan Wulang's heart sank slightly, but he still nodded firmly, "Well, I promise you that I won't be angry." ”

He remembered the words he had heard on his wedding night, and thought that the next words that came out of her mouth should not be very good.

But what does it matter?

If he wants to go to Baitou with her, he has to untie all the knots in his heart before. Now, she also has this desire to rebuild in Haode, so why should he hesitate? (To be continued......)

PS: Quack, there will definitely be a second update today!