As the communication between the two deepened, his breathing gradually became heavier, and the breath he exhaled was full of flames.

wanted to pity Jiaohua, but his movements were uncontrollably wild.

The violent impact again and again made every nerve and every inch of her skin tremble.

She has the feeling of being on a rollercoaster......

"Qing'er, Qing'er......"

He lifted her slender waist and held it tightly with a pair of large palms.

He wants to convey his longing for her, his love for her, in this most primitive and direct way, to her.

The big bed began to sink into the ground and shake.

The layers of curtains danced like petals.

In the curtain, two figures were entangled over and over again, entangled to death.

The breathing one after another adds countless ambiguities to the room.

**Warm tent, there is a lover who eventually becomes a family.

Until a long time, a long time later......

It was only then that everything gradually calmed down.

Luo Fengtang lay on his side on the bed, looking at Yang Ruoqing who was lying in his arms, sweating profusely.

The corners of his lips were hooked, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were full of love.

"Qing'er, are you tired?" He asked softly.

A large hand pulled a strand of sweat-soaked hair from her cheek behind her ear.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes slowly opened a gap, looked at a certain man in front of her, and smiled bitterly.

"It's not just tired, my bones are going to fall apart......"

She said.

This kid is too Meng Lang, I really can't stand it.

He chuckled, buried his head, and kissed her lightly on the forehead.

"Let's go to the bath room and wash down before we go to sleep." He said.

"Well, don't ......"

She said, "I'm so tired, I don't have the strength......

"It's okay, I'll take you with you."

He said, and before she could refuse, he pulled a thin sheet on the side and wrapped her, and picked her up into the bath.

When the body is immersed in the warm water waves, the soft bones and muscles breathe and stretch freely.

She finally let out a comfortable sigh.

Lying on the side of the large tub, the water just flooded her back and chest.

The water is sprinkled with flower petals.

She lay there lying there, and said in her heart that this cave room is really not ordinary tired.

Nima's is too physically demanding.

No wonder I heard people say that Papa can lose weight, and it seems that there is really a scientific basis.

Suddenly the water splashed out of the tub.

She was startled, turned her head to look, and just in time to see a pair of slender men's legs stepping into the tub.

From the angle from which she was sitting, she happened to see the 'murder weapon' that was still high-spirited.

Instinctively, she tensed up and quickly ducked to the edge of the tub for a few minutes.

"Why did you come in too? What are you doing? ”

She asked, the nervousness in her voice made Luo Fengtang stunned, and then she felt that her reaction was so cute.

"I'll rub your daughter-in-law's back, and wash it by the way." He said.

Back rubbing?

She was suspicious.

This kid is bad in some ways, she's already learned.

Who knows where he'll rub it and where he'll go?

"What, don't rub it, I'll just wash it off." She said quickly.

Reaching for a handkerchief that was on the side, intending to get up.

The finger grabbed the air, and the handkerchief was already in the hand of someone behind him.

"The daughter-in-law is tired, so let's wipe it for your husband."

He said, the veil dipped in warm water and gently brushed on her back.

"Are you comfortable?"

He asked.

"yes, comfortable." She said.

Rubbing and rubbing, his body unconsciously approached.

Until, it wasn't until she felt something behind her that she snapped back to her senses.

Subconsciously trying to get up, he had already hugged her from behind.

"Qing'er ......"

He pressed against her cheek and gently bit her earlobe.

"I'm thinking about it again......"

His words reached her ears, and she tensed.

It's only been a long time, why do you think about it again?

Doesn't the book say that a man's refractory period is at least half an hour?

Deceive, all deceive.

In the moment she was stunned, under the water, his big hand went around her waist and slid onto her thigh.

Groping towards the place of **......

She quickly clamped her legs and turned around.

"I can't get it anymore, I can't bear it." She said truthfully, with a bit of pleading in her eyes.

He paused, looking down at her little face.

"Really...... Tired? He asked.

"Hmm." She nodded earnestly.

He withdrew his fingers and changed to a position of holding her in his arms.

"Okay, then I'll get it tomorrow." He said.

Yang Ruoqing: "......"

……

After bathing, I changed into clothes, and the whole person was a little refreshed.

She was still carried back to the bedroom by him.

"Qing'er, you lie down now, I'll go make the bed."

Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, her eyelids were sinking as soon as her head collapsed.

In a daze, she saw a man on the side of the bed putting away the white red handkerchief on the bed.

And then there was a quilt over there......

On autumn nights, there is a cool breeze outside.

In the wedding room, the red happy words are very enchanting against the background of the candles.

Luo Fengtang was full of excitement, lying on the bed and still sleepy.

Without blinking, he looked at the little woman sleeping deeply in his arms.

Look at her pretty eyebrows and falling eyelashes.

At this time, she was so calm asleep in the crook of his arm, as pure as a child.

He saw the kiss marks he had left on the foot of her neck.

The heart is satisfied and pity.

At this time, the night wind carried the sound of the flute outside the courtyard into the house.

Low and tactful.

It's like an insomniac person, pouring out his melancholy.

Luo Fengtang listened carefully.

The direction from which the sound of the flute came was the guest room where Mu Zichuan was staying.

And Mu Zichuan likes to blow the flute, Luo Fengtang knows it.

Listen to the sound of the flute, and then look at the little woman sleeping in her arms.

Luo Fengtang stretched out his hand and hugged her tightly in his arms.

This girl is mine, no one wants to snatch it!

……

was so tired that Yang Ruoqing slept so much that she forgot the hour.

When she woke up the next day, she found that she had already reached the end of the day.

Beside her, the place where Luo Fengtang slept was empty, and she was alone in the bedroom.

"Oh no, I'm going to make breakfast for my aunt and uncle and mother-in-law this morning, I've overslept!"

She quickly got up from the bed and was about to get out of bed when she gasped when she lifted her legs.

Hurt!

Nima's, this is crippled!

Gritting his teeth, he staggered to his feet and walked towards the bath.

Every step is like walking on the tip of a knife.

Hey, being Luo Fengtang's daughter-in-law is a chore!

Coming out of the bathroom, her little face drooped.

Pull open the closet and tiptoe through the clothes.

Luo Fengtang came back at this time.

"Qing'er, are you awake?" He asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing glanced at him.

Today, he is wearing a dark red homestay robe, and three days before the wedding, he is still dressed in a festive manner.

Tall and slender body, the clothes on him are so beautiful.

Looking at his facial features and eyebrows again, he was radiant and radiant.