When the girl was thirteen years old, she was just a woman who had escaped the famine.

The dirty little face that can't see the facial features clearly, the straw-like yellow hair, and the thin to the point that the bones on the wrists protrude.

One day, my younger brother received an egg from a noble son and begged for it.

Childe is said to be a general, and he can see that he is very angry.

The momentum of looking at the horse in front of him, the calm eyes, can be perceived by driving far away, he is not an ordinary person.

Before, the father who disciplined them and anyone, including the girl, was like the third grandson.

But the girl has a sixth sense, and no matter what they do, she intuitively feels that the boy will not bother with a little person like them.

At that time, I only noticed the eggs given by my son, and the eggs that my brother finally begged for, and I was very happy to eat them. I didn't even look at the boy.

Childe's face is not as good as the egg in the girl's eyes.

When the man was eighteen years old, he went to suppress the bandits to check the situation, and met a girl on the road.

He stood, she knelt.

He wrinkled his eyebrows and looked at her, as if he was saying, "Speak, are you still waiting for me to ask you?"

She looked up at him pitifully with big black and white eyes, but she didn't answer.

He was about to reprimand, but those eyes dared to look at him, and he was about to speak: presumptuous.

As if touching porcelain, she suddenly lay on the surface of his feet.

He looked speechlessly at the thin body that had fainted only a small clump, half-yellow hair, which seemed to have small insects crawling in it, and the back of his head was dirty, and his feet were pulled away.

Let the girl's face touch the sand directly.

Now, the former noble son spent five years fighting on the battlefield, and the former runaway girl spent five years growing and blooming.

became a girl's food and clothing, and the son, who had a golden spoon, ordered people not to touch it at will.

The girl fell asleep tired at this time, and kicked away the son in disgust in her sleep, kicked far away, stretched her legs, maybe she bent too hard before, and she also chirped twice, and said vaguely: "It hurts." ”

The son, who had pulled his foot away, was holding his breath after being kicked away, and when he heard that the girl was breathing evenly and falling asleep, he cautiously leaned over and hugged the girl back into his arms with a light movement.

He was holding the girl's head, he was disgusted back then, but now he is rare, and he is kissing the girl's face, forehead, eyebrows, and eyelids with his lips.

Cover the girl with a quilt.

Lian Jin was held in his arms by the leader, and ran down the girl's back with his hand.

Lu Pan was distressed.

This night, tossing from the bed to the bathroom, from the pool to the shore.

Except for the first time, it was a long time after that, and it was not something he could control.

The night is about to pass, and Poria is going to be tired.

Lu Pan is repenting.

Today, Poria left her father, cried like that during the day, and went to a strange place at night, what he should give her, including what he had imagined before, should be a lot of love.

In practice, it is rude.

He was so tall and she was so weak.

Lu Pan didn't sleep in the early morning, and fell into a mood of chagrin and a little afraid of spoiling Poria cocos.

Repentance, however, does not mean regret.

So in his mind, he began to repeat the scenes of the wedding night, and the uncontrollable loop played, and he started thinking about it again.

Lu Pan carefully moved his buttocks outward, hugged Poria tightly with his upper body, and let Poria sleep in his arms, and he separated her from his daughter-in-law with a quilt below.

……

There were still many people who didn't sleep well that night.

Yan Jihan treated his wife like a reckless boy, and his wife didn't say that her leg hurt on her wedding day, which was the most embarrassing thing she didn't want to face and remind her husband.

But that night, Miss Liang Fu was begged for mercy by Yan Shihan, and she couldn't do it with her injured leg.

Yan Jihan instantly pushed his wife away.

Miss Liang Fu sat up and cried, feeling sorry for her husband.

Yan Xianhan rubbed his face with his hands, and suddenly said, "Just now, I was sorry." After saying that, he got dressed and sat alone in the courtyard.

Yang.

Yang Mingyuan got up halfway from sleep.

He had a dream.

The dream is full of Poria cocos's beautiful appearance in today's wedding clothes, and she is talking to him in her dream step by step.

In the midst of the fireworks, he couldn't hear what Poria was saying.

When he finally approached, he stretched out his hands to pick up Poria Cocos, and Poria suddenly crossed over to grab the person behind him.

His hand fell into the air, and he looked back, Prince Yu.

Prince Yu swept him up and down with disgusted eyes, and countless guests around him pointed at him, as if they were laughing and scolding him: You stretch out your hand to do something, shameless.

Yang Mingyuan woke up, was woken up by the foaming stars, and never fell asleep again.

Dressed in clothes, sitting in the courtyard while drinking and laughing at himself: look at him, he didn't even go beyond that step in his dreams, he didn't dare to be presumptuous, and his dreams were connected to reality.

My mother came back today and said that she wanted to prepare a new house, and you saw that the new house was ready to change tricks, and hinted at him with these words.

Yang Mingyuan smiled at this time: What he lacked was never a new house, but a bride. It was the bride who made him willing to go to great lengths to prepare a new house.

It's the Song family, and Song Fusheng is snoring loudly when he sleeps.

After his daughter went out, he cried a lot, and the emperor left to ignore him, and he made himself a bowl of longevity noodles.

To live a long life, you have to look at your daughter.

Then he opened a jar of wine and said to himself: "This is my daughter's wine, I have to taste it." ”

A sip of noodles, a glass of wine, as Fugui, Zhongyu, Niu Shopkeeper, eldest brother, and second brother came back to drink with him, he drank too much.

Qian Peiying got up and went into the space to take a look, and the red line of the code in the bathroom did not move, indicating that her daughter did not come in.

She sat on the sofa, flipping through the photos of Poria when she was a child, and turned to the photo of her daughter wearing a bachelor's hat, while pondering:

Although he is eighteen years old, he is eighteen years old, and Lu Pan's physique is called a strong one. This is really not good, young couples have no self-control. When I returned to the door on three days, I really wanted to leave Poria at home and let my son-in-law go home by himself.

No wonder here pays attention to returning to the door for three days, and wants her to say that it is purely because the girls are too young to get married, and the so-called return to the door is to go home to rest.

Qian Peiying came out of the space and pushed open the door to breathe.

The courtyard has not been cleaned up until now, and there is enough to clean up for another two days, and the pool needs to be drained.

Only two steps away: "Are you awake or not asleep?" ”

"I'm ...... Didn't sleep. Mrs. Ma sat in a rocking chair, "When will you return to the door in the third day?" It's slow. ”

"Mother, it's only been one night."

"In the rules, is there a grandmother who can't come to the door? I found that every day, there are so many stinky rules, who ordered them? It's this one that no one has a mother's family for, right? ”

——

The first light of day came out.

Song Fuling was closing her eyes and crooked in Lu Pan's arms, and she slept for an hour, and she was about to get up and go to the palace little by little.

Lu Pan was sitting at the dining table and feeding her breakfast.

You can change your outfit only when you are full.

"I blame you." Song Ling's sleepy brain was buzzing, and she finally opened her eyes.

When I opened my eyes, I was stunned: "Are we eating a noodle?" ”

Lu Pan pulled back the noodles hanging from Poria's mouth and stuffed them into his mouth, and stuffed them into a mouthful.

"That's right."