Chapter 122: Husband

In a word, it is broken.

Speaking of which, Du Jun also felt so embarrassed.

How did you say such a sentence casually?

Song Jiang didn't hear Du Jun's heart at all, but looked at the face that haunted him.

Although I cried when I went out, more than an hour has passed, and the traces are no longer obvious.

Under the dim candlelight, the smart eyes, clean forehead, peach-pink cheeks, and plump lips are all so perfect.

It's so shy that people can't help but want to pick it.

"Miss Du, you are so beautiful today!"

Du Jun couldn't help but hold his forehead, this stupid boy! It's really a little speechless.

"Do you still call someone Du?"

A word woke up the person in the dream, Song Jiang didn't refute it when he heard it, he just hehe, he was stupid, and he didn't know where to put his hands, so he put them on his chest and rubbed them hard.

Seeing Song Jiang's nervous appearance, Du Jun snorted and threw a look, "Idiot, don't be stupid, hurry up to the front to greet the guests, I'll wait for you in the room." ”

After saying this, Du Jun couldn't help blushing.

Why is this so impure? As if to imply something.

"Hey"

Song Jiang's face was flushed, and he didn't know if he understood Du Jun's words, so he agreed, turned around and ran out, accidentally, he tripped over the stool at his feet, and he didn't care about the pain, so he patted it and rushed out.

Looking at the figure fleeing in embarrassment, Du Jun laughed unkindly, and Song Jiang's speed was faster.

There was only Du Jun left in the house, and Song Jiang had no relatives in Anxian County, so there were no female relatives to accompany him.

Du Jun was also happy, got off the edge of the bed, and began to look at the wedding room.

This small courtyard was leased by Song Jiang, and from Aunt Liu's words, Du Jun also knew that this courtyard was very small and there were few rooms.

When he learned the news, Du Jun had plans to buy a yard, but considering the limited time and the need to rearrange it, he dispelled the idea.

And now it is even more necessary to consult Song Jiang's opinion.

How can I say that Song Jiang is also the head of the family, and marriage is a good marriage between two surnames, and it is not happy for the sake of a yard, so why bother?

Although the sparrow is small, it has all kinds of organs, and on the south side is a large bed of pear blossom wood, on which hangs a curtain with a big red mandarin duck playing in the water.

On the opposite side of the bed, there is a table with four plates of snacks and four plates of fruits, and the middle is lit with bright dragon and phoenix wax.

On the side of the bed, there is a small couch with a small kang table on it, where you can read a book or do some embroidery work.

This was specially requested by Du Jun, after all, there is no place like a study room in Song Jiang.

She usually has to make some plans, which is very inconvenient.

In addition, in the north corner of the house, there is a small wardrobe and dresser.

While Du Jun was looking at the room and killing time, Song Jiang was drunk by his subordinates and a few friends who came from Mingyuan.

repeatedly refused their request to make a hole in the room, and when they sent the guests away, Song Jiang was already drunk and staggered.

People are in good spirits on happy occasions, and Song Jiang, who is grinning and smirking, when he pushes open the door of the empty house, Du Jun can smell the smell of wine on Song Jiang from afar.

"How much alcohol have you drunk? I can't stand on my feet. ”

stepped forward to support Song Jiang's body standing against the door, Du Jun couldn't help but complain.

Tonight is a candle night in the cave room!

The first cave house in the past and present lives will not be spent serving drunk people!

Looking at the delicate Du Jun, Song Jiang grinned and smirked.

This woman is my wife!

blinked slyly, "It's okay, they want to pour me wine, I'm not fooled, this is happy, I married a lady and came back, everyone is drunk if the wine is not drunk." ”

"Flim Flam"

Du Jun slapped Song Jiang's strong chest, he didn't expect this stupid boy to look like this after drinking.

"If you're not drunk, go and give the money to help the cook, then boil some hot water and take a bath, this stinks to death."

"Yes, lady!"

Looking at his steady steps, it seems that he really didn't lie, didn't drink too much.

Turn around and make the bed, and then wait for Song Jiang to come back.

After a long time, Song Jiang, who was wearing a red middle coat, returned to the house with his hair scattered.

Smelling the faint and inconspicuous smell of wine, and the masculine smell of the man after taking a bath, Du Jun couldn't help but be afraid.

This stupid boy for a while, if he doesn't care about it, then what should he do?

With courage, Song Jiang sat down beside Du Jun, took a hand, chattered for a long time, and held back a sentence: "Lady, you also wash and sleep." ”

The hanging heart was put back, but there was also a faint sense of guilt.

For Song Jiang, who is young and strong, and has a strong temperament, it will be very uncomfortable if he can't hold back the room.

Du Jun, who was lying in the bathtub with his wedding dress and jewelry, recalled that on the eve of the wedding, Zheng's period Ai Ai wanted to say that he was still resting, and the corners of his mouth were unconsciously curled.

Isn't that what happens between men and women?

Deeply influenced by the island country, modern men and women, there are those who don't know this thing.

In front of Zheng, he couldn't say anything, he could only pretend to be shy, and listened to the first experience of men and women for half an hour.

The summary is a sentence, you lie in bed, and you don't have to worry about anything else.

However, Zheng still reminded Du Jun that the month is old, so it is best not to move too much.

I didn't see that Zheng was timid and cowardly, and he could say such explicit words.

With his half-wet hair scattered, Du Jun turned back to his new house.

A set of tight-fitting middle clothes, where the chest is tied and where it is soft, and the lower abdomen is slightly protruding, appeared in front of Song Jiang.

Although the fetus is nearly six months old, Du Jun does not eat much, and with yoga training, his belly is not very prominent.

Having never been in such close contact with a woman, Song Jiang's breathing was obviously much thicker, and he unconsciously shifted his gaze, not daring to look at Du Jun.

Zheng vaguely proposed, it is best not to touch Du Jun's body in the past few months, and he also agreed, how can he not believe his words now!

As Du Jun approached, the unique fragrance of the woman's body couldn't stop sucking into her nose, and Song Jiang's throat kept swallowing.

Hold on, you must hold back!!

"Song Jiang, do you have a snack?"

Just after taking a shower, this long hair will not dry quickly, Du Jun looked at the snacks on the table, only to find that he hadn't eaten all night.

When he opened his mouth, he couldn't call out the word "Xianggong".

Or the word "husband" is more customary.

Song Jiang turned around and saw Du Jun sitting on a stool, holding a snack, like a puppy, looking at him with smiling eyes.

On the day of the wedding, he didn't eat much, and he was really hungry.

Eating snacks and drinking some tea, the two chatted casually, and the atmosphere slowly returned to normal.

"Song Jiang, shall I call you husband?"

"Why are you called husband?"

"You're my father-in-law, aren't you? Older than me, right? Together, it's called an old man! Abbreviated as husband! ”

In the face of Du Jun's unreasonable trouble, Song Jiang touched his head dotingly, and said innocently: "You can call it whatever you want, then should I also give you a name?" ”