Song Wuyang could look at Chu Jingting carefully, and the police booth looked even more beautiful under the candlelight.

Although Song Wuyang knew that Chu Jingting was good-looking, Chu Jingting in this bridal makeup really fascinated Song Wuyang.

Wearing a phoenix crown on his head, a red scarf on his face, a red juan shirt on his upper body, an embroidered red robe on his coat, a collar on his neck, a heavenly official lock, a demon mirror on his chest, a xia veil on his shoulders, a pouch on his shoulders, and a "silver fixed hand" wrapped around his arms; Dressed in a red skirt, red pants, and red satin embroidered shoes, she was charming, red, and beaming.

Looking at Chu Jingting's delicate face, Song Wuyang's mind not only came up with the sentences describing peerless beauties in the book.

The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, and the teeth are like rhinoceros. The head of the mantis has eyebrows, a clever smile, and beautiful eyes. Shuoren Ao Ao, said in the suburbs of agriculture. The four peons are proud, Zhu Wei is proud, and Zhai Fu is in the court. The doctor retreated, and there was no way to make the king. The river is oceanic, and the north flow is alive. Shi Yiwei, the tuna was haired, and Jia Hua was exposed. Shu Jiang is iniquity, and Shu Shi has misery.

Looking back and smiling, she is like a beautiful girl. The breeze gently swayed the jade sleeves, and the Hunan skirt swayed obliquely to show the golden lotus. The eyebrows are like green feathers, and the muscles are like mutton fat. The face is lined with peach petals, and the mustache is piled with golden phoenix silk. The autumn waves are enchanting. Spring bamboo shoots are delicate and delicate. The oblique red silk is colorful, and the high hairpin pearl is brilliant.

"Guan Guan Ju Dove, in the river island. My Fair Lady, Gentleman. Jagged wattles, left and right flowing. My Fair Lady, I covet it. I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it. Leisurely, tossing and turning. Jagged wattles, picked left and right. My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano. Jagged wattle, left and right. My Fair Lady, bells and drums. ”

Song Wuyang's mouth couldn't help but read this poem again.

Chu Jingting felt a little puzzled.

"Husband, what do you mean by reading this poem?"

"Madam, this poem came to my mind when I first saw you, and now I am finally married to you. This song also has a happy ending. ”

"My husband is very lucky, I can marry you in this life."

"I'm also lucky to be able to marry you as my wife in this life."

The two of them were talking sweetly, a room full of affection.

The candlestick was halfway burning.

"Madame, it's not too early, it's time for us to settle in."

Chu Jingting became shy and nodded a little embarrassed.

Song Wuyang untied the corners of the two of them. helped Chu Jingting to sit down in front of the dresser, and removed the hair crown on Chu Jingting's head.

Chu Jingting subconsciously didn't want Song Wuyang to do this, but where would Song Wuyang give Chu Jingting a chance to refuse? Get straight started.

After removing the complicated headdress and hair crown, he picked up a wooden comb and combed Chu Jingting's hair.

"Madam, comb your hair to the end, you don't have to worry about being rich; The second comb is combed to the hair, disease-free and worry-free; Three combs to the hair, many sons and many longevity; then comb to the end, raise the case and raise the eyebrows; The second comb is combed to the tail, and the wings fly together; Three combs to the end, forever knotted with one heart! ”

Chu Jingting was a little surprised, where did Song Wuyang hear the smooth slip in his mouth? She'd never heard of it.

"Husband, where did you hear this?"

"It was said by an old man before, she doesn't seem to be from my Peizhou City, and she seems to have married from other places."

"That's it! That's a great thing. ”

"No, I won't tell Madame about you!"

"Why didn't you notice you being so flamboyant before?"

"Flamboyant tongue, sweet words, and only for you, Madame."

After combing his hair, Song Wuyang ordered someone to bring water to wash his feet.

I didn't let the maid serve me.

Song Wuyang took the footwashing water. Bring the footwashing water to the bed, let Chu Jingting sit on the bed, and put her feet into the basin.

"From today on, you are my wife, if you marry me, I will not let you suffer a little grievance."

"I know."

At first, Chu Jingting still had some protests, not wanting Song Wuyang to wash his feet.

But Song Wuyang was determined to help her wash her feet, and she protested but went with him.

has become a husband and wife, what is it? In the past, I always saw my aunt taking care of my father meticulously, but my father still had the same attitude towards my aunt, and he didn't change a little because of my aunt's goodness.

Chu Jingting has always thought that women are born with a lower status than men, but since she got to know Rouge, she doesn't have such a strong feeling that women are inferior to men.

Now, she is married to Song Wuyang. She felt the taste of equality with men.

Song Wuyang carefully helped her wash her feet, for fear that the water would be too hot and hot her, and that the water would be too cold and cool her.

After washing her feet, she wiped her feet with dry hair.

Then he washed his feet with Chu Jingting's footwashing water.

After washing, the two officially began to settle.

Chu Jingting was a little nervous, and her body trembled slightly.

Song Muyang looked at his wife sleeping on his back, and his heart was also excited.

But in the process of excitement, I was a little nervous.

As he said, he didn't even have a roommate. As for the affairs between men and women, I only learned about it from some books, but I have no actual combat experience.

After constantly cheering myself up in my heart.

Song Wuyang turned Chu Jingting over and let her lie flat on the bed.

One by one, he turned over and lay on Chu Jingting's body.

Because he was afraid that his huge body would press on Chu Jingting's little arms and legs.

Song Wuyang supported his body with two hands.

Chu Jingting was a little shy and closed her eyes tightly, not daring to open her eyes to look at Song Wuyang.

"Madame, open your eyes and come see me."

Under Song Wuyang's continuous "urging", Chu Jingting opened her eyes.

However, both of them were still wearing their pajamas. Chu Jingting is not so shy.

At this moment, Song Wuyang only felt extremely uncomfortable. It was the cold winter wax moon, but I really felt very hot.

"Husband, why is your face so red?"

"Maybe I've drunk too much, right?"

"It's said that you should drink less, you still drink so much, this body is your own, how uncomfortable it should be to get drunk!"

Chu Jingting is like an old woman, and she doesn't end her verbosity.

Song Wuyang looked at the small mouth that went in and out, and kept opening and closing. I just feel as delicious and tempting as a ripe cherry.

As soon as he lowered his head, he took Chu Jingting's mouth in his mouth.

Chu Jingting, who was teaching Song Wuyang a lesson, widened her eyes, she didn't expect Song Muyang to do this.

Song Wuyang kissed Chu Jingting's mouth, only to feel that Chu Jingting's mouth was extremely sweet, like candied fruit.

kept kissing, and finally under the instinct of driving, he actually stuck out his tongue.

Chu Jingting was a little confused, and she didn't know what was wrong with Song Wuyang.

But when I think about it, today is my wedding night, it seems that something should happen?

On the eve of getting married, Aunt Hu once gave Chu Jingting a booklet. Chu Jingting opened the first page of the booklet, only to feel that the two people on the painting were unclothed and a little ashamed to be entangled. He threw the pamphlet under the box and never opened it again.

The way I am now seems to be a painting on a painting.

Chu Jingting didn't have time to think about it, because Song Wuyang was already undressing her.

The man in front of him is his husband, the one he is about to spend his life with.

Thinking like this, Chu Jingting didn't stop Song Wuyang's behavior.

Song Wuyang was still kissing Chu Jingting's mouth, and Chu Jingting also learned Song Wuyang's movements and responded.

Song Wuyang, who got the response, became even more bold, not satisfied with Chu Jingting's mouth, chin, nose, forehead, eyes, ears, and neck had to be kissed everywhere.

Song Wuyang, who felt that his clothes were restricting his behavior, straightened up and stripped himself of himself by dividing it by two.

Chu Jingting's clothes had been untied, and what was left was a belly pocket between the two.

Chu Jingting tightly tugged on the rope of her belly pocket.

Song Wuyang coaxed gently.

"Don't be afraid, madam, I'm here."

Song Wuyang also said this sentence during the day, but now that Song Wuyang is talking about it, Chu Jingting doesn't feel as relieved as during the day.

After some coaxing, Song Wuyang untied Chu Jingting's belly pocket.

Under the candlelight, Chu Jingting's skin was extremely delicate, and her skin was like cream.

Song Wuyang touched it and couldn't put it down. Gradually from the shoulders down the ......

The candle flame on the table burned constantly. Burning candle oil flowed down the candlestick onto the table.

The red curtain was lowered, and the couple finally got the unity of body and mind at a certain moment.

Pong House.

At this time, there were already five or six empty wine jars at Pang Yulang's feet.

Knowing that he was in a bad mood, no one in the house dared to persuade him, Mrs. Pang and Mrs. Pang had come to persuade him before, but it didn't work.

Pang Yulang drank glass after glass of wine, as if it was water, not wine.

Looking at the bamboo fire on the table, slowly burning, burning.

Thinking in my heart. At this time, Chu Jingting should be sleeping quietly by Song Wuyang's side.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I felt, not for anything else, just for this mother of mine.

Song Wuyang has no parents, only one brother, and his family background is not as good as his own. But they still married Chu Jingting back home.

In the final analysis, it is because people don't have this mother, if their mother doesn't make trouble, it will be him who spends the candle night with Miss Chu tonight.

Warm nephrite, flounder love.

What a happy night it was, but it was ruined by his mother, and he and Miss Chu were no longer possible in this life.

The more I thought about it, the more angry I felt, and the more I thought about it, the more I felt pitiful, why was he, as the second young master of the Pang family, going to inherit the entire Pang family in the future, but he couldn't even marry his beloved.

What is the use of being the second young master of the Pang family?

Pang Yulang, who was in a very bad mood, picked up the wine glass and drank it all, feeling that the small wine glass was a little unpleasant, so he directly picked up the wine jar on the table. Grunt and poured.

Pang Yulang, who was drunk, lost his voice and became painful, he likes Chu Jingting, he really likes Chu Jingting, and he can also make a vow to be a couple for the rest of his life.

Today's lanterns should be Pang Fu, and the groom's clothes should be his Pang Yulang.

But it's all gone, it's all changed.

Pang Yulang swept away the things on the table and swept them all to the ground.

The sound of wine glasses and flasks falling to the ground crackled crisply.

It was very similar to the sound of firecrackers in the Song family during the day, and the sound stabbed Pang Yulang's heart.

Pang Yulang stood up and smashed everything he could in the room.

Hearing the sound of things smashing on the ground and shattering, Pang Yulang only felt that his heart was broken at this moment.

Drunk, he lay on his bed and fell asleep, not noticing that the candlesticks he had knocked to the ground had begun to burn.