Chapter 133 The candles in the cave room shine on the fool

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Through the window paper, the moonlight shone on the blackened table, and a few plates of snacks to congratulate the newlyweds lay quietly on the table. On the side was a red candle burning a warm fire, reflecting in this dilapidated but warm old house, and outside there were drunken and unconscious men snoring at the wedding banquet.

Chen Baichuan picked up the wedding scale on the shelf, and with this lift, he promised it for life.

The delicate body that had been sitting stiffly under the big red clothes for most of the night seemed to feel someone approaching him, and his breathing began to become rapid. She shuddered nervously as she slowly lifted her hijab.

The snow-white on his neck was first exposed to Chen Baichuan's eyes, and his rouge-stained lips seemed to be stained with blood, and Chen Baichuan gasped. He didn't hesitate, he slammed it, and his delicate face was completely naked in the air.

Chen Baichuan reached out and grabbed the black hair she sprinkled on her shoulders, picked up a strand and kneaded it carefully in his hand. The flush spread out on his cheeks, like an extremely translucent apple, and Chen Baichuan couldn't help but want to go up and take a bite.

Letting the hair slip between his fingers, holding the face, Chen Baichuan bent down and leaned his lips against the two bloody stains. The woman under her was like an arrogant kitten, not to be outdone, she bit Chen Baichuan's lower lip.

It turned out that this little kitten's teeth were so sharp that Chen Baichuan's lips even oozed blood.

After hearing the cry of pain, those eyes blinked their long eyelashes with great force, as if they were declaring war on Chen Baichuan. Chen Baichuan was just waiting for an idle person, pushing her down on the old bed, and her lips began to cling to her lips again.

The tip of the tongue pries open the red lips and invades deeper. She tried to defend, but she was defeated, and soon lost all her territory. The other party was still arrogant and didn't give her a chance to breathe at all. Two snakes are entwined together, sharing their love in the most instinctive way.

Chen Baichuan stretched out his hand to peel off the red wedding dress that was in the way under him, thought about it and put his hand on the woman's shoulder, and said solemnly: "Weaver Niang, is it okay?" ”

Zhiniang had already been kneaded by Chen Baichuan's heat and was out of breath, this kind of shameful question had to be answered by herself, she looked at Chen Baichuan's serious black pupils, and chuckled: "Do you still call me Zhiniang?" ”

"Lady, it's better to be respectful than to obey your fate."

When the dry wood met the fire, Chen Baichuan got permission and directly turned into a hungry wolf. pounced on the soft delicate body of the weaver girl, and peeled off the wedding dress on the weaver girl in the rudeest way.

Bright red fabric slid down his shoulders, exposing large swaths of snow-like skin to the air. Chen Baichuan took a deep breath, suppressed the idea of tearing his clothes directly, and carefully peeled off the red clothes of the lychee. He was afraid of frightening the kitten under him, so he could only try not to release his wild nature, like a handsome boy who was elegantly attacking the city.

However, the empathetic Weaver Niang under her was simply playing with fire, and she said coquettishly: "You can come as you wish." ”

Chen Baichuan could no longer suppress the evil fire rising in his abdomen, and the snow-white patches around the collarbone of the weaver suddenly bloomed peach-colored strawberries. His hands roamed domineeringly on the weaver girl, eager to melt all the weaver into his body.

"Hmmm......"

After a coquettish gasp, the two really became one.

The dilapidated wooden bed seemed to fall into the sea, swaying with the undulations of the waves, and the squeak rippled peachy in the hut. The wooden bed even soars directly into the sky and swims in the clouds. Men and women cooperated with its ups and downs, and the strange panting sound accompanied by sweating rain resounded throughout the entire nine days without stopping.

Chen Baichuan is like a sincere old cow, working hard.

Finally, the two flames separated quite tacitly, and if they continued, the sky was about to dawn. Chen Baichuan couldn't help but smile when he thought of his outstanding achievements, and the meaning in his smile made the **** woman next to him want to bury the whole person in the quilt - but unfortunately the quilt had already been thrown to the ground by Chen Baichuan, who was in the way.

Their chests rose and fell with their breathing, and they quietly enjoyed the quiet time after the madness. Although it rained almost overnight, this tranquility was quickly defeated before a deep sleep.

Chen Baichuan exhaled an even breathing sound from his nose, and his face still retained the smile just now. Weaver Niang reached out to remove the green silk blocking his eyelashes and pecked him lightly on his eyelids. The taste of snuggling up to his chest was really warm.

The unconscious drunk man on the street seemed to be muttering in his sleep, but unfortunately everyone fell asleep and had no time to listen to him.

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The sun was really shining on the buttocks.

Chen Baichuan took a long time to get used to it before he opened his eyelids, and when he looked at it, the position next to him was empty, and even the residual temperature was gone. Fortunately, the squeaky sound of a machine outside the door reminded him that last night's upheaval was not a dream.

The scratches on my back are still stinging and painful, how can it be fake?

Chen Baichuan put on a groom's dress and leaned on the door frame to watch his wife's hands move flexibly on the loom.

Sometimes he was so jealous of the loom, that the slender hands had not yet traveled over his body. However, he knew that it was not easy for Weaver Niang to be slaughtered by herself, and there was still a long way to go if she wanted her to cater to herself.

The appearance of Weaver Chenghuan began to appear in my mind, and my body was also honest "salute".

Chen Baichuan smiled bitterly and returned to the house.

He wanted to Xuanyin in the daytime, but unfortunately the soreness in his waist reminded him that his body was no longer able to do it.

had to wait until night fell again, and Chen Baichuan tried to see if he could show his majesty again.

He lay back in bed and thought back to what had happened this month.

Help Zhiniang beat away the ruffians who tried to mess around, and recapture the field left to her by Zhiniang's father as a dowry from the evil brother, and the palms of the two touched together on a dark and windy night.

Everything happened smoothly, and Chen Baichuan and Zhiniang also fell in love with each other.

Such a quiet life is what Chen Baichuan dreams of, plowing day and night, reciting day and night, two people under the oil lamp, one fiddling with a loom and the other holding a book, this scene is really beautiful!

But Chen Baichuan has always had a mustard in his heart, so he can't fully integrate into this world.

Why can't you still say your real name to Weaver Niang?

Why can you only call yourself Wang Xiaoxian?