Qingrong snuggled into his arms, and could feel his broad chest, tight muscles, and his heartbeat, very quickly, very quickly.

Qingrong blushed a little, I don't know if she was bored or ashamed, she blinked and called, "Changxuan." ”

Inside the green house, the candle flame has been extinguished, and it can only be vaguely glimpsed through the thin moonlight outside. Her voice was weak, a little trembling, Xue Shao was a little unstoppable, but taking care of Qingrong, he still stopped. He was dumbfounded: "What's wrong?" ”

"I..." Qingrong couldn't speak, she was at a loss, and she didn't speak again.

Xue Shao said: "If you don't say it, can you continue?" ”

Qingrong blushed shyly, she bit her lip, and her voice became quieter, "Yes." ”

With her words, Xue Shao cupped her cheeks with both hands and pressed them to her lips. He doesn't know how to be a relative, his movements are rusty, but he is fierce, Qingrong can't bear it, his eyes are closed, as if he can't feel anything, and his hands unconsciously clench Xue Shao's clothes.

Like the wind on the prairie, howling, disturbing the tranquility of this room, making people's hearts fluctuate.

Just when Qingrong was in a daze, his hand had already walked to Qingrong's waist and untied the belt of the dress. When her clothes faded, Qingrong couldn't help but tremble slightly, and her brain suddenly went a little blank. The palms of his hands were hot, and where his hands swam, it was like a fire, burning his skin, his thin neck trembled slightly, and a strange feeling rose in his heart.

I don't know when, Qingrong was already lying on the bed, Xue Shao's clothes had faded, his body trembled slightly, the beads of sweat on his forehead rolled down, and his naked skin was hot and scorching, and he couldn't help himself. Qingrong felt that he was about to be burned by this hot breath, and the blood in his whole body rushed to the top of his head, and the heat on his face burned all the way to the root of his ears.

He suppressed his desire and whispered, "Qingrong." ”

Qingrong involuntarily looked away and responded. He caressed her cheek, his trembling hand revealing the nervousness of the man in front of him.

After coming over for a while, Xue Shao leaned over and whispered in Qingrong's ear, and the tips of Qingrong's ears instantly gave birth to a crispy numb feeling, which spread to his heart. She closed her trembling eyes, and even her breathing grew heavier with the people beside her.

When that moment came, Qingrong's mind suddenly boomed, his eyes could no longer hold the tears, and the beads rolled down to the pillow. A sour and unspeakable emotion lingered in her heart, and she couldn't even speak.

Between the ups and downs, Qingrong's eyes gradually blurred, leaving only intermittent moans and gasps. Xue Shao looked at Qingrong through the dim moonlight, her hair was loose, her face was crimson, her eyes were blurred, she looked charming and deep, charming and moving, he was even more emotional and couldn't help himself, he muttered in his mouth: "Qingrong, Qingrong..."

He finally married her...

Qingrong didn't even pay close attention to what he said, all her feelings were focused on him, his broad chest, his hot breath, his slender calloused fingers and... How to stir up this room, ignite the spark, and burn more and more... until it subsides.

Afterwards, he hugged Qingrong, still unsatisfied, and caressed her back. The body under the skirt is exquisite, delicate and soft, which makes Xue Shao love it. He didn't dare to exert his strength, for fear that he would hurt this delicate man. He called, "Qingrong." ”

Qingrong came back to his senses and lazily responded, "What?" ”

He let out a long sigh and said, "You're the same as in your dreams." ”

Qingrong was puzzled: "In a dream? ”

"The first time I saw you, I dreamed of you, just like I do now."

What does it look like now? Qingrong reacted, knowing what he was talking about, she blushed shyly, "You... You, nasty. ”

He didn't deny it, but he actually laughed lowly and mumbled.

Qingrong remembered the scene of the first time he saw himself, when he was just running forward to avoid those bandits, and that look was also a little embarrassing, he could still remember these things... Qingrong couldn't help but count him down in his heart. But she didn't know that Xue Shao had seen her before this, when she didn't know it.

He looked at Qingrong and saw that her eyes were like silk, so he moved his mind again, his changes, Qingrong also felt something, but she was really tired, she said euphemistically: "I'm tired." ”

"Just once."

His breath was hot again, Qingrong closed his eyes, knowing that he couldn't help him, so he had to indulge him once. It's been more than half of the night, and in a trance, I can't believe it, is this really her? She had never seen herself like this, her body and mind were involuntarily, her mind was shaken, her body and mind fell into the lust and fiery that he had woven for her, and she fell into this endless ambiguity with the person in front of her, until she was lost...

This night, Xue Shao was like a person in the vast desert longing for clear and sweet rain, he would rather drink to quench his thirst than fall into it, refusing to let go, until he died.

Outside, the quiet night is dotted with stars, and the moon hangs high in the night sky, embellishing the beauty of this night. Inside the house, under the cover of the curtain and tulle, the haze spreads, and the light and darkness fluctuate non-stop...

Qingrong had not slept for a few hours, and as soon as it was dawn, he was woken up by the sound of Song Yue outside the tent. "Lady, Ah Lang, it's time to get up."

She opened her eyes very reluctantly, turned her head to look, but found that Xue Shao had already woken up, and was holding her head and looking at herself. "Awake?"

Seeing that he was naked, his face was calm on the surface, but his heart was turbulent, she turned her head away. She looked down at herself very quickly, she was dressed.

Qingrong was a little stunned, blinked, and got up from the couch. She asked softly, "Last night, you helped me dress?" ”

Xue Shao snorted, and when she was about to fall asleep last night, she said in a daze, "I want to get dressed." Xue Shao was stunned for a moment, not knowing if she was talking in her dreams or awake. But no matter what she said, Xue Shao listened to what she said.

Song Yue shouted outside again, she remembered that today was the first day of the wedding, and Qingrong was going to ask her in-laws and aunts to say goodbye according to the rules, but it was too late. She reminded Xue Shao: "It's time to get up, I'll call them in?" ”

Xue Shao nodded, and also got up from the couch, Qingrong didn't dare to look at him, she remembered Wang's words. She asked slowly, "That, you..."

Xue Shao approached and asked, "What?" ”

Qingrong glanced at him, remembered the absurdity of last night, and his face was even redder. She whispered, "You want me to serve you... Changing clothes? ”

Xue Shao couldn't see her charming appearance, only to feel that the fire in his whole body was hooked again, and he said in a dumb voice: "No! You don't have to serve me. ”

Qingrong nodded, he looked at Qingrong, his eyes were like last night, which made Qingrong feel dangerous, and the atmosphere between the two was a little subtle. Qingrong looked away and stopped looking at him.

He was about to speak again, and Song Yue's voice sounded outside again. Qingrong heard the amnesty and responded, "Come in." ”

After that, Ah Zhen and Song Yue went into the tent and waited for them to wash and change their clothes, and Xue Shao had to settle down. He was a big man, and he had a rough life on weekdays, so he freshened up after a while. At this time, Qingrong was still sitting in front of the dressing table to make up, and he got up and went outside to wait for her.

It didn't take long for Qingrong to put on makeup. Today, instead of wearing the old bun, she combed the woman's bun. Dressed in a dark blue dress and wearing two hostas on her head, the style is the same as before, but the feeling is very different.

Xue Shao saw her approaching, kept looking at her, and still reminded her clearly, and he came back to his senses. The two of them went to the courtyard of the Lu family together. On the way, I met a lot of maidservants, and when I saw Qingrong and Xue Shao, they all put down their work and greeted them with a smile. "I've seen the lady, I've seen Ah Lang."

Qingrong looked at these unfamiliar faces and titles, a little uncomfortable, but she was not an outgoing person, her face was still so calm and quiet, and she smiled back from time to time, as if she was already familiar with her new identity.

The two walked to the outside of the Lu family's courtyard, and Qingrong asked, "Are you going too?" ”

Xue Shao nodded. In fact, he could have come without coming together, as long as she came to greet Lu and Father Xue today, but he said that he wanted to be with him, and Qingrong followed his wishes.

In the upper room, Lu and Xue's father sat in a high position, looking at the couple with a smile on their faces. Seeing that Xue Shao was also coming, Lu couldn't help but smile and said, "Even if you are reluctant to part with your bride for a moment?" said this, but secretly laughed, her little son was probably worried that he would embarrass Sanniang.

Who knew that Xue Shao hummed generously, which made the Lu family and Xue's father laugh, and Qingrong couldn't help blushing. Xue Shao really followed his father, and Xue's father was also born tall, but he was kind and kind, and he looked kind, which was very different from Xue Shao's temperament.

After some etiquette, Lu and Xue's father instructed the two of them according to the rules, and said a bunch of things about how couples should be discussed, raise their eyebrows, and so on. After the explanation, the two sat down.

Lu said sympathetically: "Sanniang, you just entered the door, if there is anything you are not used to, what is missing, and there is something that is not satisfactory to you, remember to tell me." Although I'm old, I can still help you in these things in this back house. ”

Qingrong responded: "A-Niang is polite, Qingrong has written it down." ”

Lu Shi looked at Qingrong more and more satisfied, she turned her head and said to Father Xue: "This Sanniang and our Shilang are really a good match." ”

Father Xue also looked the two up and down, shook his head and said, "It's this kid who is blessed." ”

He looked at Qingrong, kind eyebrows, and said: "Shiro only knows how to march and fight, a reckless man, and a reckless temperament, if you don't do anything well and make you unhappy, you must tell me and your mother-in-law, and we will teach him a lesson for you." ”

Lu Shi also nodded, and responded in a loud voice, "That's the truth." ”

Whether it is a scene or a sincere word, since it has been said, it is also intentional, Qingrong also felt this friendliness, and responded with a smile, she said: "Grandpa and Auntie said that he was very good." ”

"Don't say nice things for him." Father Xue looked at Xue Shao, and his tone became stern, "Today's words, you have to take them to heart." ”

Xue Shao was silent, still with a wooden face, just nodded.

A few more people gossiped a few more words, and Qingrong and Xue Shaocai retreated and returned to their courtyard. This back and forth lasted until noon.

"Hungry?" Xue Shao asked.

I just went to Lu's courtyard, and I just talked and didn't eat anything. Qingrong nodded, "I'm a little hungry." ”

The four sons of the Xue family are still living in the same place, and they have not been separated, and each has their own yard. Even so, each courtyard also occupies a vast area, and has its own kitchen, so the whole family does not eat together.

Song Yue soon called someone to pass the meal, and after a while, a maid came in and sent the meal ready. These dishes are similar to what Qingrong eats at home, Qingrong tasted it, raised his eyes and asked Xue Shao, "You also eat lightly on weekdays?" ”

Xue Shao shook his head and said, "I'm afraid you won't be used to it, this is made according to your taste." ”

Qingrong was slightly stunned, and he was still strangely careful.

She nodded, didn't speak again, and the two ate in silence. Ah Zhen and Song Yue glanced at each other, and felt that this atmosphere was a little weird, why didn't the lady and Ah Lang speak? Could it be that the quarrel was over?