Yang Ruoqing also looked at him who was just a few feet away, her eyes filled with tenderness and sweetness: "Of course I'm happy. Everyone helped me celebrate my birthday. What's more important is that you are still with me. I'm so happy. You see , I originally had no fine lines at the corners of my eyes, but now that I smile too much, fine lines have grown not only at the corners of my eyes but also at the corners of my mouth!"
She pointed to her face for him to see.
In fact, there is nothing. Her skin is still white, tender and smooth, and it can be broken by blowing. At the age of twenty-six, she seems to be particularly favored by time, as if she was eighteen or nineteen years old.
She is young, but not young, soft and charming, but fresh and refined.
Beneath the quiet and beautiful appearance is a persevering heart.
Luo Fengtang really lowered his head and looked at her face carefully, and couldn't help but laugh.
"Why are you laughing?" Yang Ruoqing glared at him.
Could it be that the joke came true and fine lines really appeared?
Thinking of this, she felt an inexplicable panic in her heart. She quickly leaned up to the bronze mirror and was about to take a closer look when her waist suddenly tightened and he hugged her whole body.
What followed immediately was a whirlwind of movement, and then he was pressed into the soft quilt.
"What are you doing?" She asked funnyly, looking at him above her head.
"Guess what I'm going to do." Luo Fengtang said. The fingers that had been holding the sword for a long time were slightly rough, and he gently stroked her cheek and fiddled with her hair.
Yang Ruoqing felt as if a trace of fire had been thrown into her body, and her cheeks instantly became hot.
"No, I, I, I'm about to get into trouble..."
In a panic, a woman's usual excuse blurted out.
Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, then buried his head in her neck and chuckled.
Yang Ruoqing pushed him: "Why are you laughing? Idiot..."
Luo Fengtang stopped laughing and looked at her: "Silly girl, have you been doing two things in a month?"
Yang Ruoqing was stunned.
Banran remembered that on New Year's Eve, the two of them went crazy for a while, and then something happened.
For the next few days, I couldn't get close to him. As a result, he came back from paying New Year's greetings during the day and went to bed at night to hug her, all he could do was worry.
What happened yesterday just happened. Even though she took off the menstrual belt last night, he still held it in for the whole night without touching her.
She has been busy with birthday matters all day today, and she is surrounded by people, so naturally he has no chance.
It was hard to stay up until the night, and she still used such a lame excuse to excuse herself. Well, this is a bit embarrassing...
"That's such a lame excuse, huh?" Luo Fengtang continued to tease.
"Oh, I forgot!" Yang Ruoqing was very embarrassed, raised her hands to cover her face, and turned her back to him.
Luo Fengtang chuckled: "It seems that without affection for a few days, my silly girl's memory will be bad. If you are successful, let your husband love you well and deepen your impression..."
This is destined to be a crazy night, but also a night of ecstasy...
…
Yang Huazhong and Sun watched Mrs. Liu cross the pond and enter the village. The couple just turned back to the yard and came to the door. They planned to clean up the main room before washing their feet and going to bed.
As for Ms. Liu, as soon as she entered the village and passed under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village, she was stopped by someone.
"Fourth Aunt, please stay!" A voice came from behind the old maple tree, and a slender and tall figure immediately appeared in front of Mrs. Liu.
"Oh, Tanhualang, your sudden scream almost scared me to death!"
Ms. Liu slapped her chest and complained to Mu Zichuan, who was walking slowly.
Under the light moonlight, Mu Zichuan's smile was a little apologetic, "I'm sorry, I scared you, Fourth Aunt. Zichuan was unintentional. I hope Fourth Aunt can forgive me."
Any era is an era where looks are important, and Mu Zichuan's appearance is his advantage.
No, even though Mrs. Liu complained, seeing Mu Zichuan's beautiful face and the temperament of Yushu Linfeng, Mrs. Liu's anger was extinguished.
"Hey, forget it, forget it. Who told me, your fourth aunt, to be open-minded? I won't argue with you!" Madam Liu waved her hand and said with a smile.
Mu Zichuan also smiled faintly. He looked at Ms. Liu and asked, "Fourth Aunt, did you sing the birthday message I asked you to sing to Qing'er?"
When asked about this, Mrs. Liu puffed up her chest proudly.
"Of course I sang it. I didn't miss every word. I sang it to Qing'er in front of her, next to her, to wish her a birthday!" Mrs. Liu said.
"Everyone in the room praised me, saying that I sang beautifully, with such a voice, such a face, and such a figure. It was a pity that I didn't become a leading actress in the troupe and become the leading role in the entire troupe. …”
"I told them that when I was at my parents' house, I had thought about learning to sing. At that time, the leader of our Liujiacun opera troupe came to our house to select people in person. My damn dad was still alive at the time, and he said …”
Seeing Mrs. Liu chattering and not knowing where to take the topic, Muzichuan became a little anxious.
She coughed lightly and had no choice but to interrupt Mrs. Liu: "Fourth Aunt, I will listen carefully to your past when I have time in the future. It is getting late now. I just want to ask you, when you sang those birthday wishes, Qing'er, what's her reaction?"
"Qing'er?" Mrs. Liu was stunned for a moment, "Oh, I was just singing, and I really didn't pay attention to her reaction."
Mu Zichuan: "..."
Mrs. Liu suddenly slapped her thigh and laughed.
"Oh, I'm just teasing you. Don't you think about who you are entrusting to me? It's your fourth aunt and me. Is there anything in this world that can escape my ears? Is there anything that can escape me? Eyes?" Mrs. Liu said.
"Qing'er, I really like this birthday message. I keep praising it for being well-written and appropriate to the occasion."
"Da'an also wrote down this poem there, saying that he would write it down with a pen later..."
Mu Zichuan didn't have the intention to listen to the next words, because his mind was filled with Yang Ruoqing's praise, so he responded...
Naturally, it is appropriate for the occasion, because I wrote this birthday message specially for your birthday.
"I said, Zichuan, you are really an infatuated person. Qing'er is a loving couple and has a son and a daughter. It's impossible for me to see you. Why do you do this?" Ms. Liu finished her words, "Occupational diseases 'I committed the crime and started to dig deeper into the gossip about Mu Zichuan.
"I think back then when you kissed Qing'er's baby, it was just a verbal joke between your father and her father. Why should you take it seriously? For Qing'er, for a married woman, look at you. I have made myself so lonely and deserted. Oh, it's not worth it!" Mrs. Liu clicked her lips and continued.
Mu Zichuan came to his senses and was embarrassed.
"Fourth Aunt, you misunderstood. I have long since let go of my obsession with Qing'er. Now I just write a poem to congratulate her on her birthday because I care about the brother-sister relationship. That's all." He explained. road.
Mrs. Liu looked at Mu Zichuan with squinted eyes, doubts in her eyes.
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