Slave to Queen: One Night Bride

Chapter 327 Pleasure
He smiled in the dark night, hugged the soft body in his arms tightly, and habitually covered her body with his big hands, hot and warm, the place where he breathed was the long-lost soft smell, her habitual smell.

"Sister Seventeen, I like you so much, how can I like anyone else? No, never again!"

She was still breathing peacefully and sleeping soundly.Only then was he completely relieved and fell into a deep sleep.

After Hua Rong had a conflict with her husband, she was worried all day long. When she came to Donglin Temple, she was lonely and tossed and turned every night. This night, she didn't think about anything, didn't think about anything, so she felt at ease, carefree, and slept very deeply. None of the dreams.Yue Pengju was in the same state of mind as her, feeling more fulfilled than defeating the Dongting navy at ease, like winning a arduous battle.When he fell asleep, he was also sweet and sound.

When I woke up, it was already high in the sun.Hua Rong opened his eyes, quietly looked at his chest on which he was resting, and slowly looked up, seeing his eyes that were still bandaged—shush, fortunately, he couldn't see himself.

With a blushing face, she quietly removed her hand from his chest, and with a movement, one of his hands stretched out, grabbed those soft hands again, pressed them back on her chest, and held them firmly, while his The big hand still habitually dominates his favorite place, it's hot!

It turned out that he had already woken up!

Hua Rong snorted slightly, her cheeks were flushed, she didn't know what to say, and she closed her eyes again, she could hear his strong heartbeat, thump, thump, gradually consistent with her own heartbeat, very regular.

Yue Pengju didn't speak, enjoying this rare moment of peace.

How long has it been since the two of them have been so at ease?

After a while, she turned slightly to get up, but he still held her firmly in his arms and said softly, "Sister Seventeen, stay with me..."

Her voice was soft: "I...I want to get up and practice archery..."

"I don't practice today, I rest today. We stay in bed together, it hasn't been like this for a long time."

She twisted gently in his arms, uncertain whether to get up or stay in bed, he laughed, his voice was so strange: "Sister Seventeen, the more you move, the hotter I become..."

She woke up, blushed, and was about to spit on him, but he turned over and pressed her under him, "looked" at her with his blindfolded eyes, and asked softly, "Sister Seventeen, do you still remember what you promised me last night?" ?”

"I don't remember, hum."

"Don't you really remember?"

His lips were completely attached to hers, with a dangerous breath, and a deep voice, like a big bad wolf: "Sister Seventeen, do you need me to remind you? You are never allowed to leave me again! Remember? ?”

She protested in a low voice: "Pengju..."

She couldn't speak, she was completely "bitten" by him, she couldn't utter a word for any rejection or resistance, her breath was taken away, her body was hot with him, her soft moaning turned into a passionate mutual pleasure, Weary love...

It is no longer the lingering moonlight of yesterday, but the autumn sun that has reduced the temperature, but it is still scorching hot. It shines in from the window, through the thin curtain, and sprinkles mottledly on the bodies of the two people who are fiercely entangled, like a fire. Adding oil adds to the scorching heat...

Hua Rong's hands and feet were soft, he had no strength to struggle, and he didn't want to struggle. Under his sweet words, under his violent wind and rain, he panted slightly and trembled slightly...

After a long time, he was also extremely tired, and his voice was rustling: "Sister Seventeen, I haven't been so relaxed in a long time, hehe, that's great. How are you?"

She blushed, bit her lip, exhausted yet relaxed and comfortable, lying in his arms without saying a word.

His hand sneaked around her armpit, she couldn't help it, and giggled softly, he moved away, and laughed: "Sister Seventeen, this is the life I want to live, I hope I can live like this forever..."

"Humph!"

After lying down for a long time, she slowly sat up, and he stretched out his hand to pull her again: "Sister Seventeen, don't get up, we'll just lie down like this today."

The fingers of the two are intertwined, there is no war, no turmoil, no unhappiness, there is only mutual love, only the tranquility here-what a wonderful feeling!Like ordinary people, live a comfortable and happy life. If you want to sleep until you wake up naturally, you can sleep until you wake up naturally!

Her body moved slightly again, and he held her waist tightly: "Let's just lie down like this!"

"I have to change your medicine."

"Don't change the medicine! Don't get up!"

She stretched out her hand and grabbed his ear, but she was soft and angry: "How can I get better if I don't change the medicine? You don't want to see me anymore?"

Only then did he let go of his hand, cheerfully: "Well, let's change. I haven't seen Miss Seventeen for a long time. I really want to take a look... Sigh, one look is not enough, I have to see it every day..."

"Hmph, I always get tired of watching it!"

"You have to watch it even if you get tired of it, until you look like an old woman, hahaha!"

Hua Rong tugged at his ears again, then gently let go, put on his clothes and got out of bed, and changed his dressing again.The white cloth in front of him was untied, and the herbs were gone, and he opened his eyes slightly, and saw his wife's soft long hair hanging loose, wearing a plain robe, bare feet, rolled up sleeves, revealing a white lotus-like arm .Looking at it, my heart was fluttering again, and I realized that "a long absence is better than a new marriage"-the ancients did not deceive me.

Hua Rong came over with the medicine, saw him staring at her bewilderedly, and spat at him: "What are you looking at? Close your eyes, you can't see the light..."

"Ma'am, my little one obeys!" He smiled and closed his eyes, Hua Rong sat beside him, carefully applied the medicine for him, wrapped it in a white cloth, and made it fit snugly.Then, I went to fetch water, washed his face and hands carefully, cut his nails, and complained incessantly: "Look at you, you don't even cut your nails, they're full of filth. I really don't know what the boss is doing. , dirty, annoying..."

Long-term military career, many times, lack of water and food or freezing weather, it is not uncommon to not take a bath for ten and a half months.In the barracks, why are there so many little faces?They are all big and three rough men.Only after getting married and having his wife take care of him can he have hot water for washing, hot and delicious meals, and the softest and most comfortable "human stove" in the world at night--with a wife, there is a home, and without a wife, who Have that leisurely mind?

Hearing her sweet complaint, he stretched out his arms around her waist, "Sister Seventeen, I can't see, you've been gone for so long and you don't care about me, how could I care..."

Wash your face with your hands, not your eyes!There are many more excuses.

Hua Rong rolled his eyes at him, and dressed him, his hands hugged her waist all the time, it was so sticky, it was unbearable, Hua Rong couldn't move, so he slapped his hands off: "You're so skinny, hum. "

He solemnly said: "Sister Seventeen, my eye disease will not heal for a while, and I have already submitted my resignation to the court to rest for a while. I like this place very much, and I decided to live here first..." His voice became mysterious again "I'm going to live here all the time, be a diner, until Brother Lu is overwhelmed, hahaha..."

Hua Rong simply agreed: "Okay, Brother Lu has arranged a room for you anyway."

"The soldiers will live there, and I will live here with you."

"!!!"

"Sister Seventeen, let's not be awkward. It was my fault in the past. From now on, we have to live a good life without any unpleasantness, okay?"

At this moment, I am happy in my heart, and I am here with Pengju, living a carefree life, even if it is only three to five months, in a chaotic world, happy first.

Outside the door, two soldiers walked back and forth anxiously.The two of them, Ma Chao and Li Bin, have followed Yue Pengju for several years.Yue Pengju had an eye disease and went out to find his wife. They were served and guarded by them all the way.On this day, seeing that the master hadn't returned all night, and there was no one around until noon, he was very anxious.

The two discussed it, and Ma Chao said, "No, I have to go to Mr. Yue, his eye disease has not recovered..."

"Yeah, and he hasn't had breakfast yet..."

The discussion between the two was interrupted by the oncoming laughter: "Don't bother him, it doesn't matter if you eat breakfast or not, and you can't be hungry. Hahaha, it's almost noon, you just have to prepare lunch It's..."

Seeing that it was Lu Da, the two were both surprised and happy, and asked one after another: "Elder Lu, have Mr. Yue and his wife reconciled?"

"You just have to prepare lunch."

Seeing him laughing, the two of them knew that Mr. Yue had won another "big victory" this time. They were very happy and immediately went to prepare lunch. On this day, Lu Da was in a good mood and brought a lot of dishes, as if preparing for lunch. What a feast.

Until noon, the crowd was looking at each other, and from a distance, they saw two people coming hand in hand.

Lu Da yelled from afar: "Pengju, sister, I'll wait for you to have lunch, hahaha..."

The two were holding hands, Hua Rong blushed and wanted to let go of her husband's hand, but as soon as she let go, Yue Pengju grabbed back tightly and continued to hold.

She whispered, "People will laugh at me."

Yue Pengju didn't take it seriously: "Who would laugh at you? Brother Lu wished we could get back together. How could he laugh at you?"

Her protest was ineffective, and she was still held by her husband affectionately.When it was almost here, Yue Pengju let go, Hua Rong was slightly embarrassed, but Lu Da laughed loudly: "Hurry up, sister, Pengju, how many good things have been prepared by the Sa family, dinner is about to start..."

Hua Rong was relieved of his embarrassment by his hearty laughter. Seeing that Mr. Yue and his wife had reconciled, Ma Chao and the others were naturally overjoyed. Hua Rong stepped forward, but saw that the table was full of fresh vegetables, A few plates of pheasant game, a large pot of steaming dog meat soup, a delicious roasted rabbit, all kinds of things to see... On the table, there is actually a jug of wine.

Lu Da greeted the two to sit down and said with a smile: "Pengju, you and sister have finally passed the rain. Today we have to have a good meal. I hope Pengju's eyes will recover soon..."

Hua Rong blushed, Yue Pengju took her hand and sat down, then said, "Thank you, Big Brother Lu, for taking care of me."

"Boy, are you still meeting with the Sa family? Let's eat."

Yue Pengju ate this meal very happily. His wife took good care of him by his side. Although he couldn't see him, he could eat the most delicious dishes and drink the richest hot soup in time. It was refreshing and delicious. He ate a few big bowls of rice in one go, and he still couldn't get enough of it: "It's been a long time since I've eaten so many good things, hahaha..."

Ma Chao and the others were surprised, delighted and secretly relieved, thinking that it is really the best policy to have a wife serve them, and waiting for others by themselves, no matter what, is not so in line with Yue Xianggong's wishes.

After dinner, Lu Da saw that his husband and wife were reconciled as before, especially Yue Pengju, who seemed to be in good spirits, and his eye disease seemed to be less severe.He was in a good mood and was full of interest: "Let's go, Sajia will take you to a good place."

Hua Rong helped Yue Pengju, and followed him to the back mountain of Donglin Temple. Here, there is a huge and smooth stone slab, seven or eight feet long and wide. People sitting on it are like sitting on a large natural carpet stretched on the cliff. superior.

(End of this chapter)