Splendid peasant girl busy farming

Chapter 1277 is falling apart (three more)
Warm tents in the spring night, lovers will eventually get married.

Until a long, long time later...

Everything gradually returned to calm.

Luo Fengtang lay on his side on the bed, looking at Yang Ruoqing who was lying in his arms, dripping with sweat.

He raised the corners of his lips, and the corners of his eyes and brows were full of love and affection.

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

A big hand tucked a strand of sweat-wet hair from her cheek behind her ear.

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

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

she said.

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

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

"Come on, let's go to the bathroom to wash before going to bed," he said.

"Well, don't..."

She said, "I'm so tired, I have no energy..."

"It's okay, I'll carry you."

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

She finally let out a sigh of relief.

The water is full of petals.

Lying there, she thought to herself that this bridal chamber flower candle is really not ordinary tired.

Nima's is too exhausting.

No wonder I heard people say that sex can lose weight. It seems that there is a scientific basis.

Suddenly, the water splashed out of the bathtub.

She was startled.

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

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

"I'll rub your back for my daughter-in-law, and I'll also wash it by the way," he said.

Back rub?

She is suspicious.

Who knows where he will rub it when he rubs it later?
"Well, don't rub it, I just wash it off." She said quickly.

He reached out to grab a piece of handkerchief on the side, planning to get up.

The fingers were empty, and the handkerchief was already in the hands of someone behind him.

"My daughter-in-law is tired, so I'll help you wipe it for my husband."

He said, the veil was stained with warm water, and gently fell on her back.

"Comfortable?"

he asks.

"Well, comfortable." She said.

After wiping, his body approached unknowingly.

until, until...

She suddenly came back to her senses.

Subconsciously wanting to get up, he hugged her from behind.

"Qing'er..."

He pressed against her cheek, biting her earlobe lightly.

"I thought again..."

His words reached her ears, and she tensed up all over.

How long has it been, why are you thinking about it again?
Didn't the book say it would take at least half an hour?

Deceit, all deception.

"I can't do it anymore today, 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.

"Yeah." She nodded seriously.

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

"Okay, let's do it tomorrow." He said.

Yang Ruoqing: "..."

……

After bathing and changing clothes, I feel a little refreshed.

She was still carried back to the bedroom by him.

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

Luo Fengtang said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, her eyelids sank as soon as her head slumped.

In a daze, she saw a certain man put away the white and red veil on the bed beside the bed.

And spread the quilt there...

On an autumn night, there is a cool breeze outside the house.

In the wedding room, the bright red happy characters are extraordinarily enchanting against the candlelight.

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

He looked at the little woman who was sleeping deeply in his arms without blinking.

Look at her pretty eyebrows and falling eyelashes.

At this time, she was sleeping so peacefully in his arms, as pure as a child.

He saw the hickey marks left by him under her neck.

My heart is full of satisfaction and pity.

At this moment, Night Breeze brought the sound of the flute from outside the courtyard into the house.

Deep and tactful.

Like an insomniac, pouring out his full of melancholy.

Luo Fengtang listened attentively.

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

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

Hearing the sound of the flute, he looked at the little woman sleeping soundly in his arms.

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

This girl is mine, no one can take it away!

……

So tired that Yang Ruoqing fell asleep and forgot the time.

When she woke up the next day, she realized that the sun was already high.

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

"Oops, oh, I'm going to make breakfast for my uncle, aunt, and mother-in-law this morning. I overslept!"

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

pain!
Damn it, this is disabled!

Gritting her teeth, she stood up unsteadily and walked towards the bathroom.

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

Hey, being Luo Fengtang's daughter-in-law is hard work!

Coming out of the bathroom, her little face drooped.

He opened the closet and tiptoed to look for 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 home robe. Three days before his wedding, he was still dressed in a festive manner.

With a tall and slender body, the clothes looked really good on him.

Look at his facial features, brows and eyes, he is radiant and radiant.

(End of this chapter)