The cave room spends candle night, when the gold list is inscribed. Fame and beauty were the yearning of every man in ancient times.

Red candles have been lit in Liu Yong's cave room, but the groom has not yet come. Lin Qingrou had been sitting on the edge of the bed for a whole afternoon. Fortunately, Yun'er is by his side.

She had just finished eating the soup cake sent by the maid, and under Yun'er's service, she cleaned her mouth with salt, pursed her lips from the red paper, and sat back on the edge of the bed. Wait for her bridegroom to lift her hijab.

The door opened, and the groom finally arrived.

Lin Qingrou felt nervous in her heart and couldn't help biting her lower lip. can think about it for a while, and the moment Liu Yong lifted her hijab, he was very excited.

"Lang Jun, you're here!" Yun'er greeted the past.

"Hey, I finally sent Zhang Dujian and them away, if they hadn't taken care of my night in the cave room, they would have drunk me." Liu Yong stretched out his arm, and saw Lin Qingrou sitting on the edge of the bed next to the red candle. His slightly dizzy head immediately sobered up. That's when I realized that the moment to become a real man was coming.

Thinking of this, I looked at my bride again, and the waves in my heart suddenly surged. He stood and looked at the bride stupidly, and was stunned for a moment. Even Yun'er quietly closed the door and left, he didn't know.

The red candles flickered, and the festive red in the house rolled like gentle waves. Liu Yongjin was in a state of confusion. He felt that it was all very unreal, like a dream.

He wanted to walk over to his bride, but he felt that his feet suddenly weighed a thousand pounds, and he couldn't take a step.

Just standing, watching, the bride quietly, waiting, waiting......

Was the night in the cave room silent at first?

I don't know how long it took to have a voice. A voice as sweet as honey, the voice flowed in the festive room and flowed into Liu Yong's ears.

"Aren't you coming back yet?"

Liu Yong woke up like a dream.

"Oh, I'll go over here."

Liu Yong took a step, followed the previous step, and approached the bride. He heard his heart pounding. What's that red in front of you?

Lin Qingrou, who felt that Liu Yong was near, couldn't help but tremble a little, and she tried her best to control it so that her excitement and nervousness would not be exposed.

It was dark in front of her, and she knew that Liu Yong's body was blocking the candlelight on the table. Her heart tightened.

Liu Yong's hand was raised, and he slowly stretched out to the red fiery hijab.

Grabbing the corner of his hijab, his heart almost stopped beating, and his breath condensed. His hand began to move slowly upward, and the corner of the hijab turned up.

Seeing the hijab in front of her being slowly lifted, Lin Qingrou's heart also stopped beating like Liu Yong. She bit her lower lip and was almost crying with excitement.

Poof, the red hijab slipped from Liu Yong's hand to the ground. Liu Yong's eyes widened because a beautiful face appeared in his eyes. It was slightly lowered, and its eyelashes curled upwards covered the beautiful eyes full of autumn water. The red, with infinite temptation of the lips pursed a sweet smile.

Sharp nose, white cheeks, warm candlelight burning on it. Liu Yong's eyes and heart were also ignited by the firelight.

It's beautiful! At this time, there were only these three words left in Liu Yong's heart.

In later generations, he never dreamed that he would marry such a beautiful daughter-in-law. It seems that this wave of cross-cutting is wearing the right one.

"Husband, why are you looking at the slave family like this?" Lin Qingrou raised her head slightly, glanced at Liu Yong with her big eyes in the autumn water, and then lowered it again, the shy smile on the corner of her mouth was as thick as the fiery red candlelight.

"Rou'er, you're so beautiful!" Liu Yong couldn't help but say.

Lin Qingrou was ashamed and happy, and lowered her head a little.

Liu Yong stretched out his fingers, hooked Lin Qingrou's pointed and round chin, and raised it gently, Lin Qingrou's whole pretty face was really placed in front of his eyes.

Lin Qingrou closed her eyes, her fair cheeks flushed slightly, and the shy and sweet smile at the corner of her mouth disappeared and was replaced by a slight **.

The trembling red lips were like a trembling candle flame, and in Liu Yong's eyes, his heart was burning. The delicate lips are so red, so warm, so seductive.

Liu Yong couldn't help but kiss it. I felt that Lin Qingrou's delicate body trembled slightly, and the two hugged each other tightly. Next, the candlelight casts a wriggling shadow on the opposite wall.

And so, the night of the cave began its tumbling rain.

It was destined to be a sleepless night......

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Lin Qingsoft lay on Liu Yong's chest like a cat, and when she suddenly opened her eyes, the soft sunlight shone into the room from the pane.

It was already dawn.

She was just about to move when she heard Liu Yong's soft snoring. The husband is still asleep, so you can't disturb him. So, she gently left Liu Yong's chest like a cat, knelt beside Liu Yong, and looked at Liu Yong's handsome face.

Liu Yong didn't seem to be disturbed by her, and still fell asleep sweetly.

Looking at Liu Yong, Lin Qingrou liked it more and more. From then on, the man in front of her was her Lin Qingrou. In the future, whether it is bitter or sweet, she will spend her life with this man. She will no longer be a naïve girl, she will be a good wife with a husband and children.

Thinking about this, she smiled sweetly, and then couldn't help but secretly kiss Liu Yong on the cheek. Just as her lips were leaving, Liu Yong suddenly opened her eyes, and she was so frightened that she quickly put her head on Liu Yong's chest and pretended to sleep.

Liu Yong smiled silently, and he felt the kiss on the cheek. Because he seemed to smell the scent of the kiss.

Lin Qingrou pretended to be asleep again, and Liu Yong pretended not to know. Gently put her head down on the pillow. Then he looked at his beautiful bride stupidly.

The beautiful bride couldn't help it, smiled and opened her eyes, her face flushed with shame.

Seeing Lin Qingrou's red face and coquettish shyness, Liu Yong couldn't help but pounce.

Newlyweds are so sweet.

The two of them were sweating profusely together, looking at the sunlit panes, and the lingering affection flowed in the room.

"Lady, how many sons are you going to give birth to me?" Liu Yong asked with a smile.

Lin Qingrou's face flushed, and she said shyly: "If the husband wants a few, the slave family will give you a few." ”

"Then I want a hundred." Liu Yong shouted.

Lin Qingrou was stunned, smiled shyly, and asked: "Then ask the husband to calculate it for his wife, even if we live to be fifty years old, how many sons will be born a year on average?" ”

Liu Yong laughed when he heard it.

Lin Qingrou also laughed.

Liu Yong held his wife in his arms, and her warm, soft and petite body made Liu Yong's heart feel pity.

"Rou'er, I'm joking with you. I haven't heard of a woman who could have a hundred sons in her lifetime. ”

"The slave family knows, but the slave family must give birth to many children for the husband, so that the descendants of your Liu family will prosper."

"Rou'er, I don't care about any future generations, I just want to be with you."

"The slave family is also ......"