Luo Fengtang smirked, his eyes wandering on her pink face, while his big hands wandered around her waist.
"You won't tell me, right? Then I'll kiss you until you tell me!"
After he finished speaking, he leaned down and kissed her violently, almost killing her.
At the end of the story, she must have been defeated.
On the ground, she has always been a winner. But in bed, he is the king.
That night, the separation was better than the wedding. The two of them tossed and turned and stayed up almost all night.
The things I wanted to ask him before were knocked out of my mind by the waves of wonderful fairy-like feelings.
When Yang Ruoqing woke up the next day, it was already approaching noon.
The branches are full of spring and the sun is warm. The two children have already gone to school to study, and the elders in the family are also busy with their own affairs.
Luo Fengtang disappeared without a trace. She was the only one in the room still yawning lazily, raising her sore and weak arms to put on clothes.
Soon, there was movement outside the house. As soon as Yang Ruoqing heard the footsteps, she knew that Luo Fengtang was back.
"Qing'er, are you awake? Are you hungry? The kitchen has left breakfast for you." After entering the room, he went straight to the bed and looked at her getting dressed with a smile.
When he saw the red, strawberry-like mark on the back of her snow-white neck, his eyes burned a little, and he was very proud of his masterpiece.
Yang Ruoqing glanced at him and immediately guessed what he was having fun with.
"No serious person." She muttered, turning aside so that he wouldn't look at her.
He grinned: "What's there to hide from? I've seen everything I need to see countless times."
"You..." Yang Ruoqing almost spit out blood.
"You've become bad, and you actually learned how to tease your own wife with words." She said.
Then he put on his clothes and turned around to look at him with a smile: "Tell me, have you come into contact with some women outside and learned this set of words to tease women from good families?"
Luo Fengtang felt a chill running down his spine when he saw her smiling face.
He quickly came over and hugged her: "What nonsense are you talking about!"
"Then where did you learn these words? Tell me honestly!" She pouted and said deliberately.
Luo Fengtang looked depressed, "What am I telling you? Do you need to learn these words outside? You can teach yourself without a teacher, just like the joy of our boudoir. No one taught us before, so we can't do it …”
Yang Ruoqing quickly reached out to cover his mouth, her face turned red and said, "Okay, okay, don't say any more, I believe you, why don't you believe me?"
Luo Fengtang grabbed her hand, put it to his mouth and kissed it hard.
"I'm just going to be bad to you for the rest of my life, is that okay?"
He looked into her eyes and asked seriously.
Yang Ruoqing's face turned red again, and a hint of tenderness appeared in her eyes, which made her look even more charming.
It seemed that Luo Fengtang couldn't control himself anymore.
But thinking of Meng Lang last night, he still tried hard to control himself. He loved his wife and loved her, and could not endlessly ask for her based on his own needs.
"Let's go, I'll accompany you to wash up, and then go have breakfast." He said.
"It's already ordered at this time. I won't have breakfast. We can have lunch together later," she said.
This is a bad living habit of hers. Sometimes she doesn't think about it when she stays in bed, and she doesn't want to have breakfast when she wakes up late.
After time travel, there was a family, elders, and children, and some changes were made. In the previous life, this time would have been chaotic.
I don’t eat in the morning, I eat a big meal at noon, I can’t eat dinner at night, I order late night snacks when I feel hungry in the early morning.
"You have to eat every meal, otherwise your body will be broken." Luo Fengtang said.
He pulled her into the bathroom and quickly got her a toothbrush and face towel.
Even her facial cleanser took the lid off for her...
Yang Ruoqing curled her lips and smiled, this husband is really considerate.
In ancient times, Zhang Fei painted his wife's eyebrows, but I thought it was a joke.
Now it seems that it may be true.
Let's talk about Tang Yazi. He was a powerful figure on the battlefield and a cold-faced general in the court. He was so majestic and cold that he seemed to have no human emotions.
But what about the facts?
He is a filial son, a good husband, and a good father who has no temper but patience.
Outside is a great general who protects the country with one person under ten thousand people and commanding thousands of troops.
He stamped his feet. To be honest, Da Qi was shocked a few times.
But such a powerful man at home waits on his wife while she gets up and takes a shower.
There is another thing that if it is said out, all the officials in Daqi will be regarded as weird.
Tangtang’s country-protecting general and his wife didn’t even have a maid to serve them!
As for concubines, there is no need to consider them.
In their emotional world, there is always only each other, and they don't want anyone to disturb them.
…
"Hey, where have all the girls at home gone? I've visited several stores, but why haven't I seen any of them?"
Yang Ruoqing came to her parents' house next door to see her eldest nephew Feng'er, and found that Xiaoyu, Xiaoduo, Xiaojie and the others were not there.
Xiao Hua sat beside the cradle, gently pushing the cradle to coax Feng'er to sleep, and said, "After breakfast, we went to the mountain to pick azalea."
"No wonder!" Yang Ruoqing said.
In Mianniu Mountain behind Changping Village, every spring, the mountains and fields are filled with azaleas.
Pink and yellow are everywhere, becoming a unique spring scene in this mountain.
Girls and daughters-in-law all like to pick these flowers and bring them back. A large cluster is dazzling when held in their arms.
Put it in a bottle and put it on the table. It is very eye-catching. The flowers are blooming lively, which can make people feel better.
"Why don't you go? Why don't you just let my mother take care of Feng'er in the morning? Why don't you go to the mountains to play with them?" Yang Ruoqing asked.
Xiaohua smiled and shook her head: "Even if it's early morning, I guess I'm probably absent-minded, so I won't go."
Yang Ruoqing smiled, "Those who have become mothers are different from those who are not married. A girl is a girl, and a young woman is a young woman. When you have a baby, you have more bonds in your heart."
Xiaohua nodded in agreement and looked sideways at Feng'er in the cradle. Xiaohua's brows and eyes were full of tenderness and doting.
"This bond is also a sweet bond. I am willing to be bound by him." She murmured.
Yang Ruoqing also looked at Feng'er and couldn't help but think of how well-behaved Chen'er was when she was lying in this cradle when she was Feng'er's age.
This little face and hands are soft, tender, and pink. People can't help but admire the exquisiteness of this Creator.
"Do you know that Da'an will go to Tianhai County after Qingming Festival?" Yang Ruoqing asked in a low voice.
Xiaohua nodded, "Yes, he told me this."
Yang Ruoqing said: "Then what are your plans next?"
Xiao Hua said: "He went to Tianhai County to do errands. The time is short or long. What we discussed is that I will spend the time in my hometown with my children."
"When he finishes his errands, he will return to the capital, and my child and I will stay at home."
"Wait until Feng'er grows up a bit and reaches about three years old, then we can go to the capital."
