But because the light was not dim enough, she could see the injuries clearly.

Therefore, the passion that was originally a storm turned into a gentle spring breeze because of these injuries, and even every impact was so gentle that it was moving.

Probably because they both cherish each other.

tried his best to put the other party's feelings first, Cong Qi did not feel particularly unwell.

When she reads pocket books, she always sees that the tension between men and women is so intense that she is bruised, her legs and feet are sore, and the heroine must not be able to get out of bed the next day.

Every time she saw this, her blood was flushed, her heart was beating, she couldn't hold back her screams, and she rolled around under the covers, twisting and rolling.

That seems to be a sign of love.

- To love her is to rub her into your body rudely and merge her into one.

But after really experiencing it, she seems to have a new understanding.

- Love does not necessarily need to be embodied by "physical suppression and control", and it does not necessarily require men to go crazy and sink.

At least, for her, suppressing the vigorous impulse to put her own feelings first, restraining until the green tendons on her neck bulge and sweating profusely Ji Hebei is what makes her the most excited.

"Don't get up?"

Cong Qi asked lazily.

And those big palms slowly moved up from her waist and caressed her chest.

Suddenly, she gasped lightly, her eyes quickly flashed with water, and her eyelashes began to tremble.

"I don't want to."

His voice was soft, very close, close to his ear: "Does it still hurt?" ”

Cong Qi gritted his teeth.

His voice is too foul, and he has a pair of big palms that roam flexibly, and his sense of presence is too strong.

With suggestive movements and a voice that was as clear as cold jade but brought out a hint of charming, Cong Qi felt that all his nerves were suspended, and his random move, a word, could provoke her to breathe nervously.

“…… It seems that it doesn't hurt much. ”

She is very honest.

"Wife, I miss you."

Cong Qi's earlobes turned red.

The charming and moving eyes are already shining.

She turned around on her own, turning her back to and North to facing each other.

She didn't take the initiative to do anything anymore, and she didn't know what to do.

In fact, the brain is almost like a slurry.

She was even clearly aware that she was indulging his desires, acquiescing to his next move, but she didn't want to refuse at all.

And because he was gentle enough last night, the two only did it once.

Except for the shock and pain of the moment when the city gate was forcibly breached, it was almost a matter of course.

Most of the time, she is either floating in the clouds, or swinging with the waves, and the feeling is fluttering, very mysterious but not annoying.

And now it's different from last night.

It may be one or two.

After the initial humiliation, I realized that going to Wushan together was not a particularly terrible thing, but it was extremely happy.

Once the psychological fear of the "unknown" is dispelled, Cong Qi very calmly accepts the fact that girls also have "desires".

I have to say that Cong Qi is indeed very good at relieving his possible shame.

- They are all human beings, so why can men show their passion for sex strongly?

- When it comes to sex, women should be shy and uncomfortable?

She didn't have that concept.

Ji and North want to stick to her, in fact, she wants to too.

Just like the first time the two hold hands, after the first kiss, she will also take the initiative to express her thoughts and likes.

If you love someone, you can't help but want to kiss him, hug him, and want two people to become one.

I want to do everything interesting with each other.

Just like at this moment, as soon as he said it, he couldn't help but want to relive the feeling of last night.

and North murmured: "Wife." ”

"Hmm~"

"Wife."

“…… Well. ”

Cong Qi raised his eyes and glanced at him.

and North are so annoying, do you have to say she wants to too?

Forget it, adults don't remember villains.

Just let him do it again.

Cong Qi moved slowly.

With her initiative, the flame of and Beiyushen's eyes gradually climbed higher.

She was so obedient to herself, her jade arms slowly raised like cute tentacles, tentatively and encouragedly around her neck.

He couldn't hold back any longer, and raised his hand to hold her head.

Bow your head slightly, and accurately catch the red.

"Ahh

A short exclamation suddenly sounded, and then the tone turned into a tactful chant, kicking off the morning exercise.

The two took advantage of the "marriage leave" to go anywhere, and happily explored the mysteries of their bodies for two consecutive days.

Of course, it's not like you're messing around all day long.

You have to think about whether your body can eat or not, don't you?

Most of the time, both of them are quite serious.

Ji and Bei use the computer to handle official business, while Cong Qi is reading the script.

She told Li Huixin about such a big thing as getting married at the beginning.

She was also invited to the wedding.

But Li Huixin was going to Beijing to attend a charity dinner, and Cheng Shu also went together, and he couldn't move away from the time, so he only sent a wedding gift, but no one came.

As for Qin Keke, Cong Qi called.

The other party has been busy rehearsing his graduation work recently, and he can't come to Rongcheng.

However, I went to learn pottery and made a pair of delicate and lovely newlywed dolls and sent them over.

Doll Cong Qi liked it very much, and put it in the two-person bedroom in advance on the day she received it.

As for the crew of "Setting a Dragon Gate Formation with You", it is still in the stage of reading the script, and it is very easy for her to ask for this leave.

Early in the morning of the third day, the two returned to the family home with large bags and small bags.

Cong Qi didn't have the feeling of "marrying his daughter and going back to her parents' house" at all.

Along the way, I met neighbors and greeted them not with the phrase "go back to see my parents", but as usual.

"Has Aunt Dong eaten?"

"Grandma Chen, you're collecting the soles of your shoes again!"

"Yes, yes, the house over there needs to be ventilated and smelly, and the two of us will come back to live."

“……”

After the vigorous publicity of Aunt Huang and Aunt Wen, everyone in the family building knew that the two of them had a new home in Huanhuaxi, and the house with a yard was more than 300 square meters and spacious.

So in the face of the two of them moving back here, no one joked about "son-in-law" this time.

After all, who wouldn't re-enter the door with four pockets naked?

Who's going to have a couple of houses in the house, isn't it?

Cong Qi greeted his grandmother and aunts, and Ji Hebei was responsible for standing next to him and smiling, saying that he was listening carefully.

This made Huang Xiujing and them more satisfied.

Before getting married, you can be polite and humble, and you can still say that the marriage has not been completed, and men, you must always pretend before marriage;

After getting married, he still has an attitude towards these old neighbors, and his character is really good.

"Worm, have you two eaten it? Your parents have classes in the morning and have already gone to school, so if you don't eat, come to my house and I'll cook you a bowl of rice balls. ”

Huang Xiujing dried the sheets and walked over with a bucket.

"Aunt Huang, I'm not a guest, they can't cook it themselves without us."

Cong Qi pouted and stomped his foot.

The coquettish movements of the little girls are not inconsistent with her at all.

Maybe when she is thirty years old, she is so coquettish and behaved, and other people will still think it is normal.

It's like—

You may not remember what you looked like when you were three years old, but your 60-year-old mother can remember exactly how many times you wet the bed and how you were wronged when you were beaten and scolded.

Probably Cong Qi is in this state in the hearts of the old people in the family home.

No matter how old she is, in their minds, they automatically replace her with the image of an eight- or nine-year-old child.

And because she is not her own child, she does not have such high requirements for "whether she can be mature and like an adult".