The eldest princess pampered the beautiful, strong and miserable proton queen

Jiang Fuguang was upset, holding the book in her hand, but couldn't read a single word, she tilted her head and saw the crested hairpin on the low table.

When Gu Jiayan left, he did not take the crested hairpin with him. The hairpin is a token of love, but if it is given by a relative, it also represents a blessing.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, and Jiang Fuguang put down the scroll: "Come in!"

The door creaked softly, and Ji Ruxuan walked in with yam and lotus seed porridge.

"Jun Xuan." She whispered.

"Then, what?" Ji Ruxuan trembled, and hastily put down the tray, "There is pear and white fungus soup cooked in the kitchen, I'll go and see if it's ready..."

Before he finished speaking, he turned around and was about to flee like oil on the soles of his feet.

"Stop." Jiang Fuguang stomped his feet.

Ji Ruxuan froze at the door, not even daring to turn her head: "There is also stewed chicken with angelica flower maw..."

Only halfway through the words, the voice got stuck in his throat, a soft delicate body wrapped his arms around his waist and stuck to his back.

He was shaken all over.

"Why are you running?" Her voice was full of annoyance.

Ji Ruxuan was stunned, then turned around suddenly: "Are you not angry anymore?"

Fuguang's heart fluttered, he stood on tiptoe, and quickly kissed him on the face, with a smile on his face: "You didn't do anything wrong, why am I angry?"

"I thought..." Ji Ruxuan opened his mouth.

Jiang Fuguang stood on tiptoe and put his hand against his lips: "Thanks to you, I will have another elder brother in the future, you have to be more polite to Jiayan in the future."

Ji Ruxuan's eyes were as deep as water, and he gave a low hum.

"That's good." She smiled brightly, with joy in her eyes.

When she spoke, the corners of her lips were slightly raised, her red lips were fresh and moist, her sandalwood mouth was full of fragrance, soft and sweet, Ji Ruxuan thought of the piece of Qin Gui that he had hidden close to his chest.

Thinking of the significance of this piece of Qin Gui,

His heart felt hot.

The body snuggling in his arms is delicate and soft, like warm jade in his arms, it seems that as long as he gently holds her, she will fall softly into his arms and let him do whatever he wants.

The evil thoughts lingering in his heart broke free from the cage of reason, and the veins in Ji Ruxuan's neck tensed up: "Ayan."

Fu Guang stood next to him, felt his body tense suddenly, and asked doubtfully: "What's wrong..."

When he was in a daze, his body suddenly flew into the air. Jiang Fuguang subconsciously grabbed his shoulders, opened his mouth, and wanted to call him, but his lips pressed against him again, and then there was another round of spinning, and his body sank into the soft bed. He overturned and kissed her temples lovingly.

……

Ji Ruxuan couldn't help hugging her even tighter, wishing to rub her into his own flesh and blood.

Jiang Fuguang was almost out of breath, and called out: "Junxuan."

Ji Ruxuan felt like waking up from a dream, and quickly relaxed a little. His eyes were red, his forehead was covered with sweat stains, and he was short of breath. He suddenly closed his eyes, kissed her forehead tenderly, grabbed the thin blanket on the couch, and covered her Fuguang wrapped her tightly from neck to feet. .

The house was silent for a moment.

The fragrance that nourishes the heart and accumulates the spirit dispels the restless fragrance in a room and restores the tranquility of the room.

Like a silkworm baby, Jiang Fuguang kept writhing in the thin blanket, sat up from the bed with difficulty, and got close to Ji Ruxuan's side.

"you……"

After saying a word just now, she fell into a hot embrace, and Ji Ruxuan held her wrapped in rice dumplings to her chest: "I lost control just now."

His voice was hoarse, full of forbearance.

Jiang Fuguang's heart was trembling. When he hugged her, his arms were trembling faintly: "Don't you always want to crawl on my bed and make me a face?"

Ji Ruxuan's throat choked up: "I, we are not married yet, no, we can't do that."

It turns out that there is lust but no courage, Jiang Fuguang bent his lips and smiled: "That day, you put on the red robe for me with your own hands, and in my heart, you have already married yourself to you."

Ji Ruxuan trembled slightly,
"That doesn't count."

Parents' orders, matchmaker's words, three books and six rituals, ten miles of red makeup, nothing, what is marriage?
How could Ji Ruxuan, the woman whom Ji Ruxuan loves so much, be wronged like this?
Fu Guang's heart was bubbling with soreness, he opened his mouth, but didn't know what to say.

"Good boy," he kissed her forehead, "You're still young, don't think about it all the time."

"Who would have thought that!" Fu Guang opened his eyes wide, it was clearly him...how did he say that the impure person turned into her instead?
She was annoyed for a while, her body was wrapped up uncomfortably, and she couldn't help twisting a few times, Ji Ruxuan took a deep breath, her breath suddenly became disordered, and suddenly hugged her tightly, pressing her against her chest, not letting her move.

"do not move……"

His tone was heavy, but Fuguang was not afraid of him at all, listening to his heartbeat, his cheeks were hot, he broke his hands from the thin blanket, hooked his neck, pulled him down with a mischievous smile, and kissed him on the cheek For a moment, she pressed her forehead against his, entangled with his breath.

Ji Ruxuan's muscles trembled, wanting to kiss her.

She giggled and moved her lips: "I'm hungry."

As if a basin of cold water had been poured on her head, Ji Ruxuan felt helpless, and kissed her hard on the lips in a slightly punishing manner.

"Wait."

After eating, Jiang Fuguang was worried that she would gain weight, so she took Ji Ruxuan to the yard for a walk to digest food. After walking along the cobblestone path for a quarter of an hour, she felt sore on the soles of her feet, swollen calves, and she was sweating slightly.

"Today's moon is really round." She looked up at the sky.

Ji Ruxuan hugged her waist, tapped her toes, and jumped to the roof.

Jiang Fuguang leaned in his arms to enjoy the moon: "Tomorrow is the Mid-Autumn Festival, let's stay at the station for one more day, this is our first Mid-Autumn Festival."

Ji Ruxuan nodded: "How do you want to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival?"

Jiang Fuguang yawned, rubbed against his chest, and said in a vague voice, "With you here, I can do anything."

Ji Ruxuan lowered his head and kissed the top of her hair, and saw that she had closed her eyes.

It was really hard for her to rush on the road for several days.

Back in the room, Ji Ruxuan brought a bowl of stewed chicken with angelica flower maw into the room: "Eat the medicinal diet before going to sleep."

Jiang Fuguang stretched his eyes, he didn't really want to eat, but after wandering around in the carriage for a whole day, when he was sleeping, he always had the feeling that he was still in the carriage, and he couldn't sleep well.

So every night Ji Ruxuan would prepare some medicinal food for nourishing the mind and calming the mind.

After eating, she was able to sleep more peacefully, and when she woke up the next morning, she was much more refreshed.