pungent peasant girl

Chapter 97

Luo Ziyan dragged Meng Qianyan back to Jingxuan Building.

At this moment, all the servants went down, and there were only the two of them in the dormitory.

Meng Qianyan felt that Luo Ziyan's breathing was a little short, with a faint smell of alcohol, "What's wrong with you? Why are you in such a hurry to pull me back?"

As soon as Luo Ziyan hugged her, he picked her up and put her on the bed.

She was under him, he pressed her, and his burning eyes looked at her for a moment.

Meng Qianyan seemed to realize something, and pushed Luo Ziyan, "No, you, what are you doing?"

"Qianyan, I miss you." Luo Ziyan stared at her, "During your absence, I haven't slept well at all, whether on the bed or on the floor."

"then you……"

"Do you like me now?"

"Yes." Meng Qianyan did not deny it, because in the few days since she left, she actually thought of Luo Ziyan countless times.

"Then I don't want to wait any longer, let's be together now, right now, okay?"

There was eagerness and anticipation in his eyes, but Meng Qianyan was a little scared.

To be honest, although she has lived two lifetimes, she still doesn't know anything about this kind of thing.

"Ziyan, I'm afraid..."

"Don't be afraid, every couple is like this."

"But, will it hurt..."

Luo Ziyan frowned, feeling a little distressed, "It stands to reason that it will hurt a little, but can I take it lightly?"

"Then...or else...just give it a try..."

After Meng Qianyan finished speaking, he hugged Luo Ziyan.

Luo Ziyan's kisses fell densely.

On her forehead, her cheeks, her rosy lips and her white neck.

"Well...you take it easy..."

Luo Ziyan's movements were very light, he pulled away her belt a little bit, and approached her a little bit, his gentleness made Meng Qianyan relax a little bit.

In the late summer night, the breeze blows in through the cracks in the window, carrying a sweet and greasy smell...

This night was a beautiful night...

When Meng Qianyan woke up, it was already dawn, and the sound of birdsong outside kept coming in. She turned over, felt the soreness in her body, and touched Luo Ziyan's smooth and firm body again.

She woke up suddenly, hugging the quilt to cover her body, recalling what happened last night, she wished she could bite herself hard.

Stupid, why is she so stupid?How could it be so coincidental that he agreed?
But looking at the sleeping man beside her, she suddenly wanted to laugh again. This man is really good-looking, with a high nose bridge, slender eyelashes, and handsome facial features.

In fact, if she could find such a man to marry, she would not only lose money, but also earn money.

Thinking of this, she lay back down again, pillowing on Luo Ziyan's arm.

Since this man already belonged to her, this arm will also be hers from now on.

The sense of touch from his arm caused Luo Ziyan to slowly open his eyes. His peripheral vision glanced at Meng Qianyan, and he couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips, "How is it? Your husband's arm is very comfortable to rest on, isn't it?"

"Well, it's okay, neither soft nor hard is just right."

Luo Ziyan turned over and put his other arm around Meng Qianyan's body, "Since you like it, I will always give you a pillow."

"Then you must not break your promise."

"A promise is a puppy."

Lying in Luo Ziyan's arms, Meng Qianyan felt so warm and comfortable. She was enjoying the good time with a smile.

However, she slowly discovered a very strange thing.

"What's the matter?" Luo Ziyan noticed Meng Qianyan's probing gaze, and opened his mouth to ask.

"Huh? Why do I feel that you seem to be very proficient in the way you hug women?" Meng Qianyan was thoughtful, "Tell me, before you were with me, have you ever hugged other women like this?"

Luo Ziyan was asked this question so much that he wanted to cry, "I don't have any."

"Then why are you so proficient..."

"Well, that's because of the depth of love, so it's natural to be proficient." Luo Ziyan racked his brains and forcefully argued.

"I don't believe it!" Meng Qianyan sat up suddenly, and looked at Luo Ziyan condescendingly, "Please tell me the truth, is there any?"

Luo Ziyan never thought that Meng Qianyan would ask him such questions to torture him, so he laughed and said, "If you say yes, then yes."

"really have?"

Luo Ziyan nodded.

"who is it?"

"You!" Luo Ziyan sat up, put on his clothes and laid down on the ground leisurely.Then, looking back, she smiled slyly, "Qianyan, have you forgotten? The night we got married, we just slept in the same bed..."

Meng Qianyan recalled it carefully, and suddenly understood something, "But, didn't you say that day, you are not allowed to cross the boundary, if you cross the boundary, you are a puppy."

Luo Ziyan laughed and nodded, "Wow, woof..."

"You..." Meng Qianyan was so angry that he jumped out of the bed, "Well, it turns out that you have been there a long time ago. Let me tell you how proficient you are. You are a pervert, you are a disciple!"

Meng Qianyan chased him down, and suddenly found that he hadn't put on any clothes yet.

She blushed, and quickly pulled down the curtain to put on her clothes.

But when she got dressed and came back, Luo Ziyan had disappeared.

She chased it out, but saw Dong'er.

"Second young lady." Dong'er stopped her, "Where are you going in such a hurry?"

"I, I'm looking for Ziyan, have you seen him?"

Dong'er pointed behind her, "Well, I saw it just now. The second young master said that the silk store is busy today, so he won't have breakfast at home, and he went directly to the silk store."

Meng Qianyan stomped his feet angrily, "What's the matter, he just ran away."

"Ah?" Dong'er was puzzled, "Madam Second Young Master, what's the matter with you and Young Master Second Young Master?"

"No, it's nothing!" Meng Qianyan looked at the rising sun and quickly stopped, "By the way, what time is it now?"

"It's almost time..."

"No, I won't eat breakfast either, I have to go out."

Meng Qianyan ran back to Jingxuan Building, grabbed his men's clothes and rushed to the back door.

Dong'er stared at it for a while, and muttered to herself: "It's really strange, why are the Second Young Master and the Second Young Madam in such a hurry today?"

When Meng Qianyan arrived at Jinglin Martial Arts, the archers had already started training, and this time it was Lin Feng who personally supervised them.

"Sorry, master, I'm late today."

Lin Feng smiled gently, "It's fine if you come, I'm afraid that because of yesterday's incident, if you get angry, you won't come to teach anymore."

"Then why? Archery is my favorite thing, and I will not give up this job easily. It was yesterday, and I didn't cause any trouble to Wu Xing, right?"

"Hehe, it's okay, even if there is trouble, hasn't Master Luo resolved it?"

(End of this chapter)