"Don't !!"

The woman's shrill screams suddenly came from the brightly lit room, followed by the man's muffled snort, as if it was in pain.

The two mothers-in-law guarding outside the house glanced at each other, and one of them hurriedly walked to the window, "Today's happy day, the girl must not be temperamental, listen to her uncle in everything, endure it, and she will be comfortable in the future." ”

The other also hurriedly said, "My girl has been pampered since she was a child, and she can't stand the pain the most, so please take more pity on my uncle." ”

In the new house, the tall dragon and phoenix candles illuminate the room red.

Song Zixun covered his shoulders hatefully, feeling as if there was a hot and humid liquid flowing out, and when he got it in front of him, it was indeed blood on his hand.

"Du Rongzhi, what are you crazy about!" He lowered his voice and gritted his teeth.

In the big red brocade tent, the girl's green silk was messy, curled up with her legs curled up at the head of the bed. Big tears rolled down from her obsidian black eyes, the pink lips became ruddy and crystal at the moment after excessive sucking, she clutched the mandarin duck brocade quilt on her chest, the bright red as blood color made her skin more and more white and white, and even the large and small red marks on her neck were indescribably charming.

The girl's whole body trembled violently, like a wounded little beast, and she looked so pitiful.

Song Zixun was stunned, and the anger that had been inexplicably bitten before had subsided most of it.

"You-" Seeing that the girl was so frightened by him that her body trembled, Song Zixun reluctantly lowered her voice and said, "It's too willful." As she spoke, she felt a little pitiful for her appearance, so she unconsciously reached out to wipe her tears.

Du Rongzhi's face turned pale in an instant, her body fell back suddenly, hit the bed frame behind her, and blocked her face with her hands, "Don't!" ”

Song Zixun was stunned for a moment, and when he reacted, he couldn't help but be angry, "You actually think I'm going to beat you?!" ”

Du Rongzhi was also stunned, and it took a long time before she put down her hand and looked at him in a trance.

She suddenly felt a lot of pain.

Headaches, eye pains, body pains.

Even now, her head was still muddy - she didn't know what was going on, she didn't know why she was crushed under him when she opened her eyes when she should have died, and she didn't know ...... How to face this person who has loved and hated all his life......

The words of the grandmother outside the house intermittently reached the ears, and the memories of the two lives were entangled...... Du Rongzhi cheered up, "Who told you to bully me......" only said one sentence, all the humiliation, resentment, pain, and despair in the past, as if she had finally found a gap to vent, tears poured out like a flood that broke the embankment, she sobbed, "Mama said it...... You know everything, I just have to close my eyes and lie down on the bed, and you can do the rest...... Who knew you would make people hurt like this...... Visible...... It can be seen that you don't cherish me at all in your heart! As he spoke, he began to cry again.

Song Zixun's handsome face suddenly turned red.

But there is a reason why Du Rongzhi said this.

Song Zixun was eighteen when he got married, although there was already a slender cloud in the room from Mrs. Song, but because he and his stepmother had always been at odds with each other, although these two served him every day, they did not accept it. In addition, the Guogong Mansion has a strict family education, and he has always been clean and self-conscious, and he disdainfully lingers in the flower street and willow lane on weekdays, so the candle night in this cave room is actually his first time to be close to a woman.

In the previous life, the two of them got up on the second day with blue black under their eyes, and Du Rongzhi was even more like a broken body, and even her walking posture was a little weird. The subordinate who served outside was only regarded as his own young master's first acquaintance, and he didn't know moderation, but in fact, it was Song Zixun who wanted to save face, obviously he didn't understand anything but was "ashamed to ask", so although he was excited to hug the beauty, he couldn't even find the door, and he relied on his "enthusiasm" to take it for granted that he was rampage on Du Rongzhi, and he hurt her several times, and finally found the entrance easily, and finally squeezed into the warm place, but was defeated by the sudden wonderful tightness, but he lost his armor and fell thousands of miles after a few efforts.

Du Rongzhi didn't have any complaints, because she thought that each other was the only one for each other at this time, although she was tossed and her whole body ached, and the one on her body died down before she could understand what was going on, but in the end she was still more happy than regretful. But for this matter, Song Zixun was really depressed for several days, and he felt uncomfortable in the face of Du Rongzhi, and secretly didn't know how many lonely books he had found, until he finally showed his strength in bed, and he could be regarded as completely getting out of the haze of "being ashamed to see people".

Now that he listened to Du Rongzhi's words, Song Zixun's face changed instantly, and he couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into.

After a while, he defended in a muffled voice: "Didn't you just listen to them? It hurts for the first time...... I can't blame me. The tone was very empty.

Du Rongzhi was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that Song Zixun at this time was no more than a teenage hairy boy, although he was calmer and more serious than his peers, but in the end he was no longer the bold and sophisticated, ruthless and ruthless uncle of the Guogong Mansion in his memory. Thinking like this in my heart, I didn't know how to deal with it, I only pursed my lips, my big eyes that flashed in the past were wet at this time, and tears were still hanging on my face, making it more and more pitiful.

Song Zixun sighed, looked down at a place where he had stopped cooking, and knew that it would be difficult to get his wish today, while missing the smooth and delicate touch like beautiful jade under his hand just now, and on the other hand, he wondered if he had really missed the cowardice of his jerky action just now, and thought about it repeatedly, and those previous thoughts and reveries couldn't help but be thrown out of the clouds, and only said forcefully, "You are always like this, can you still not let me touch it for the rest of your life?" As he spoke, he touched his clothes and put them on his body, and at the same time called someone to come in and serve him to bathe.

"You...... You wait a minute......" There was a girl's soft voice with a thick nasal voice in his ears, and as soon as Song Zixun looked up, he saw Du Rongzhi pitifully handing over a white handkerchief around the quilt, "...... Let's wipe the wound first. ”