Chapter 518: Greetings
At dusk, I suddenly heard a sound of crackling outside the door, two thousands of firecrackers, put an earth-shattering sound, the door opened, the front was a gong and a drum flute to open the way, followed by the team of greeting relatives, surrounded by the new fΓΉ walking, a few happy ladies holding fans, blocking Li Xiyin's face, but dressed in gorgeous clothes, slender waist, light steps, curling Tingting, but showing infinite style.
Han Rui was full of spring breeze, holding colored silk in his hand, leading the new fΓΉ to the hall, saluting each other, after a kneeling and bowing, and experiencing the fan salute, Li Xiyin showed his true face, like an elegant and fragrant orchid, elegant and vulgar, happy and ashamed, a pair of clear water-like eyes shining with a moving look, so that everyone present was distracted.
Secretly envious of Han Rui's blessings, everyone naturally coaxed, played for a while, in the lively laughter of everyone, the bride walked lightly into the inner courtyard with the support of the maid and the bride, and Han Rui naturally stayed to accompany the banquet.
At night, in the early spring of February, the moon stars are thick, the breeze is blowing, it is really a rare beautiful scenery, in the house, inside and outside the hall, full of laughter, Han Rui is dressed in a gorgeous crown dress, and he looks radiant, energetic, and energetic, holding the wine jug, constantly shuttling through the banquet, staggering, and drinking.
The crescent moon is like an eyebrow, it has arrived at the hour, the guests have not dispersed, entangled in drinking, Han Rui is a little anxious, his eyes have turned a few times, and he has barely accompanied a few glasses of wine, so he has a heavy plan, niΓ o escaped, finally got out, and hurriedly walked to the inner house, the backyard is full of red lanterns, colored yarn curtains, and concentric knots, a rich festive scene.
In front of the cave room, two pretty maidservants, smiling at the door, saw Han Rui's figure and hurriedly saluted.
Accustomed to xΓ¬ng, he took out the happy money and gave it a double portion, Han Rui said softly: "It's night, you guys also go back to rest, tomorrow morning, come over again." β
The two maidservants smiled in response, took the red envelope, and walked away lightly.
Pushing the door in, I saw that the new house was gorgeously furnished, full of flowers, red candles were burning, the lights were bright, and the weather was myriad, Han Rui nodded with satisfaction, carefully locked the doors and windows, walked quickly over the screen, and looked at the corner. The delicate incense burner is filled with sandalwood, and the flickering candlelight is intertwined with the rich aroma, making the whole room hazy.
On the bed, the silk quilt is as soft as water, the snow-white mandarin duck acacia gauze tent is hung high, Li Xiyin sits quietly in it, bows his head shyly, delicate and delicate like fire, under the firelight, the face is crystal like desire, the skin is like ice and snow, moist and beautiful, like a pearl that exudes soft light.
Han Rui approached lightly, carefully examined, stunned, and a little distracted.
The slender hand in his sleeve tightened, Li Xiyin was a little shy, and said lightly: "What are you looking at?" β
When he first woke up from a dream, Han Rui smiled and said, "Naturally, I look at you, it's so beautiful today." β
Li Xiyin bowed her head in shame, and her originally flushed cheeks were smeared with fresh rouge, which made her even more gorgeous.
"Dinner?" Han Rui asked.
Li Xiyin nodded slightly, Han Rui was even more pleased, reaching out and hugging her waist, the tentacles were plump and smooth, the soft and fragrant breath was refreshing, and a comfortable and pleasant feeling came to her heart. Li Xiyin's body trembled, her heart was pounding, but she snuggled softly in Han Rui's arms, rubbing her sleeves with her slender hands, quite nervous.
The fragrant and elegant breath was fragrant, Han Rui's heart was as sweet as honey, he lowered his head to find Li Xiyin's soft lips, hungry and thirsty, soft and delicate, and the fragrance hit people, making Han Rui intoxicated.
Li Xiyin muttered, his voice trembled slightly, his soft arms quietly hugged Han Rui, gently raised his pretty face, and his greasy little tongue also took the initiative to spit it out, constantly winding, and from time to time making an intoxicating and soft hum, after a while, he was sour and weak, and melted like water.
There was a feeling of suffocation, Han Rui let go of the soft lips, took a breath, tasted it, looked at Li Xiyin, who was flushed and weak like a cotton flower, tried his best to suppress the impulse in his heart, and called softly: "Xiyin." β
Well, Li Xiyin responded vaguely, his eyes were blurred, as if he hadn't come back to his senses yet.
"Finally made it to this day." Han Rui chuckled, moved to her ear, bit Bai Yu's soft earlobe, sighed hot, and whispered: "Be good, take the shΓ¬ husband to change his clothes." β
Blinking slightly, Li Xiyin woke up, her face was hot with shame, and her pretty face was so red that she seemed to be dripping blood. However, under Han Rui's expectation, he did not refuse, stretched out his soft hand, and untied Han Rui's wide clothes with a trembling smile. Han Rui also took the opportunity to remove the obstructive clothes and restraints on Li Xiyin's body, leaving the light and almost transparent cherub, and before Han Rui could tear it off, Li Xiyin struggled with shame and wanted to get into the silk quilt.
How could Han Rui let her get her wish, his eyes were clear and his hands were quick, he grabbed Li Xiyin, looked at her slender desire neck, a piece of crisp breasts like clotted white desire, although the arc was not as exaggerated as Zheng Naoyu, but it was full and firm, sè was crystal clear, and he couldn't help trembling, half-concealed and half-hidden, full of boundless temptation.
In Han Rui's fiery gaze, Li Xiyin's heart was like a deer, his body trembled, and his slender hand wanted to stroke back, but Han Rui gently moved away, and the fragrant and greasy delicate body made Han Rui's heart sway, only to feel that the heat was surging, and the whole body was hot.
The soft snow peak bounced out, straight and round, standing proudly, with Li Xiyin's panting breath, jumping slightly, flawless, full and plump, extremely attractive, Han Rui couldn't help but stretch out his palm, and gently held the two snow-white and delicate things, soft and smooth, like fat, warm and rich, and the touching feeling was really indescribable.
Li Xiyin was panting quickly, her eyes were closed, her long eyelashes were covered, and her green silk was scattered on half of her snow-white cheeks, which was shy, incomprehensible, Han Rui's love was like a blazing tide, and he couldn't hold it back anymore, and gently pounced Li Xiyin on the soft quilt, wΔn her soft lips, while enjoying the fragrance between her lips, while caressing her body unscrupulously.
Li Xiyin's starry eyes were blurred, delicate and thin, suddenly, a low humming sound, echoing in the room, lingering and compassionate, on the table, the red candle swaying, a few cherry red candle tears, silently slipping, the candlelight flickered long and short, like illusion and reality, until the fifth watch, this was burned out and extinguished.
The sparse and messy stars slowly became dim, the east was white, and it was early in the morning, Li Xiyin woke up faintly, opened his eyes blankly, and after half a sound, he realized that where he was, but he was softly crouched in Han Rui's arms, his body was numb and soft, and there was an indescribable ......
Li Xiyin's face turned red, and she shook her head slightly, as if she wanted to wave this thought away, but suddenly felt that her waist was slightly heavy, and she looked down, but it was Han Rui who woke up, her eyes were smiling, and she greeted softly: "Madam, good morning." β
With a somewhat embarrassed expression, Li Xiyin hesitated, lowered his head slightly, and whispered in a mosquito voice: "Husband, ......"
Smiling, Han Rui hugged her soft body and said softly, "You don't have to get up so early, sleep more." β
"It's dawn." Li Xiyin struggled and said shyly: "I'm going to give my sister a gift." β
Also, Han Rui's mind turned, nodded slightly, and under Li Xiyin's tender face, she was delicate and disgusted, and finally the two of them got dressed, opened the door, and the maid came in with water, and washed them with a smile.
After that, the two came to the main room hand in hand, Zheng Naoyue had already gotten up, set up a meal in the small hall, saw the two of them, his soft lips were slightly curved, and he smiled, Han Rui stepped forward quickly, sat down beside Zheng Naoyuo, held her soft hand, tightened, and did not let go for a long time.
Li Xiyin was two steps behind, his actions were a little unnatural, and he was a little more cautious, stepped forward lightly, saluted very solemnly, and called: "Sister." β
"Your own family, don't be so polite." Zheng Nao asked Yingying to smile, stretched out his hand to help, and took her to sit down next to him.
At this time, Han Rui breathed a sigh of relief and said with joy: "Okay, let's eat, by the way, ...... usually."
Wow wow, nearly three months old, it seems that he is very dissatisfied with his father to remember himself, in the arms of the maidservant, howling and crying, immediately attracted the attention of several women, hurriedly stepped forward to coax.
Reaching out to take the child, Zheng Naoyue said strangely: "What's the matter, are you hungry?" β
"But just now, I just fed it." Picture screen said.
Liuying lifted the swaddling clothes, observed carefully, pinched the white and delicate flesh buds with her little hand, and said with great certainty: "It's not drowning." β
It seems that I also know that this is a man's shame, and I usually cry even more. Just when they were in a hurry, Li Xiyin's eyes turned slightly, pointed to the small red dots on the usually tender little face, and said softly: "I was bitten by a small insect." β
"Really." Zheng Naoyue frowned, and said bitterly: "Poor baby, don't cry, don't cry......"
Li Xiyin stretched out his hand, rubbed a few times on his usual little face, as if he had pressed something xΓΉe or something, miraculously, he immediately stopped crying, his eyes were as black as pitch, and there were still crystal teardrops, but his small mouth was happy, as if he recognized Li Xiyin, stretched out his fleshy little hand, babbling and screaming.
Feeling a smile, Zheng Naoyo took his usual little hand, shook it lightly and said: "Usual, fast, call Erniang, Erniang ......"
"Babble!" It should be with usually.
"It's usually so good." Li Xiyin was pleasantly surprised, smiled, patted her hand, and said softly: "Come, let Erniang hug it." β
Leaving his mother's arms and coming to Li Xiyin's arms, his breath was strange and familiar, his usual eyes rolled down, and he continued to smile and smile, waving and kicking his legs, hoping to break free from the shackles of swaddling clothes.
"Usually, open your mouth, call A-Niang ......" Several women, surrounded by babies, kept amusing, laughing, and the atmosphere was harmonious, which was exactly the scene that Han Rui wanted to see, but looking left and right, the tables on both sides were empty, and I couldn't help but feel pantothenic, alas, in this world, the father is light on the son, and there is no reason.
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