Qingshan sat on the ground and Linglong stood, one high and one low, leaning through the crack of the door to peek at the whole process.
Qingshan hugged Linglong's slim waist.
Just go up and kiss.
Linglong called out with a slap.
"You're a bad learner!"
Linglong frowned and glanced at him.
Qingshan complained aggrievedly: "Look at how honest Li Guyu is. If you like her, you will like her. If you like her, marry her. If you like her, marry her. Why do some people clearly like her but don't admit it?"
Linglong frowned and nodded his forehead, "Because I don't like him enough."
She knew that she was attracted to Qingshan, but she was not ready to marry him immediately.
"I don't like it enough? Does that mean I like it a little bit? A little bit, right? Do you like it a little bit?"
Linglong lay on top of him and whispered into his ear, "Yes."
Qingshan stood up holding her and cheered, spinning around seven or eight times in a row. Linglong's head felt dizzy, and her arms hugged his neck tightly for fear of falling.
"You're such a rude person, I'm going to feel dizzy!"
"Great! My wife said she likes me a little bit! My wife likes me!"
…
Linglong envied Dayang Shu and Li Guyu for how they could easily make a lifelong promise.
…
Sure enough, within two days, Li Guyu reached an agreement with his family and agreed to live alone according to Dayang Shu's request. The wedding took place years ago. The new house must be built this autumn.
Dayang Shu's father is a blacksmith, and he is always upright. The villagers obey him and respond to his calls. Anyone who goes to help gets some food or iron tools.
Dr. Li has a great reputation, and many people are interested in him. There are enough people.
It has been a crisp autumn day these two days, and Qingshan is eager to buy autumn and winter clothes for Linglong. He is busy hunting every day, changing fabrics for cotton, and using furs to make waistcoats.
I only went to help for one day, I only contributed my efforts, and I didn't receive any gifts in return. It was considered as support for the young couple.
There is one bedroom, one kitchen, one warehouse, and a small courtyard. Everyone has been busy for more than 20 days and it is finally completed.
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After the house was built, Dayang Shu and Li Guyu thought of their kindness as matchmakers and specially invited Ye Qingshan and Linglong to have dinner in the new house to celebrate their move together.
Qingshan came carrying a pheasant.
Four people, four big bowls, hot hand-made noodles, fragrant shredded chicken stew.
In the middle of the table is a large pot of stewed chicken.
The four of them chatted while eating.
Qingshan praised, "Gu Yu, you can do it! I didn't expect you to be so strong and your family actually agreed."
Li Guyu is fair and tender, but he is unambiguous in his work.
"As it should be, if two people are in love, they should try their best to come together."
Linglong was stunned for a moment, she was in love with each other, so she should do her best...
Qingshan didn't understand, so he patted Li Guyu and said, "Young man, you are a man!"
Dayangshu threw down his apron and pulled Qingshan's hand away, "Don't touch my Guyu, don't let him slap your rough hands."
Qingshan rolled his eyes, "You can't beat your rough hands, but I can beat them? What do you think is the difference between our hands?"
Dayang Shu was unconvinced, "Why is there no difference? Look at my fingers, they are long and straight, how beautiful they are."
Qingshan looked carefully and saw that it was true.
Seeing Qingshan look carefully, Li Guyu hugged the big poplar's hand and said, "There are differences between men and women. They are grown up, not when they were children. Stop looking at it. It's not suitable for etiquette."
Qingshan sneered, "Okay, okay, don't look." He pushed Linglong, "You two can talk together."
Linglong held her chin and smiled softly, "Yeah, why are you so nervous?"
The green mountains looked back, eh, eh, eh, eh!
He grabbed Linglong's hand under the table. When Linglong looked towards Li Guyu, he pulled her.
It was so ridiculous that she didn't even say a word to Li Guyu during the whole meal.
On the way back, Qingshan picked her up and asked, "Does that pretty face look good?"
Linglong's clothes were thin and she felt cold at night. The thick clothes are not ready yet.
She huddled in Qingshan's arms, and Qingshan's big arms wrapped her tightly.
"I wasn't looking, you kept pulling on me."
"You're right if you don't look at it. If there's anything good to see, it will fall apart if the wind blows. Can you carry you across mountains and rivers like I do?"
Linglong laughed, "You said you are the most handsome in the village, but you also feel a sense of crisis?"
"What is a sense of crisis?"
"Even so, are you worried that others are better than you?"
"In terms of literary style and appearance, I'm... not as good as Li Guyu."
Seeing that he was aggrieved and depressed, Linglong leaned against him and touched his face, "You still look good."
Qingshan's eyes suddenly widened.
He hugged his wife and ran all the way home.
…
Linglong's two little hands grasped his collar, clenching it tightly and then loosening it, then loosening it and clenching it tightly again.
Thinking of that sentence, if two people are in love, they should do their best...
The little mouth is slightly open.
A small gap, Qingshan immediately understood.
He was so happy, clumsy yet gentle, holding back his strength and kissing the one he loved.
Too cautious, so restrained that you sweat all over your body.
…
…
Breathing became more and more difficult, and she gradually became drowsy. She felt that her clothes were untied.
She woke up with a start. He grabbed Qingshan's wrist and turned away. He shyly said "No."
Qingshan is anxious to death, can't he still do it...
Looking at her who was ashamed, she said hoarsely, "It's been three months, you should understand who I am. If you don't want to, I won't force you.
But don’t you feel sorry for me?
It's getting colder.
I don't want to sleep alone in bed.
I don’t want to run to your place several times a night.
I want to hold you in my arms, and we, the little couple, will be warm under the covers, how nice it is. "
Linglong knew that every word he said was sincere. She knew how much he loved her and how much he liked her.
She grabbed his hand and said, "Even if I'm in bed, I can't let you do that... You promise not to do that."
When Qingshan heard that there was a way, he couldn't believe it. "Is it really possible? I promise not to do that."
Linglong pressed close to him, hugged him with her little arms, and said softly, "Yes."
Qingshan was ecstatic, he was only one step away from his dream.
…
He hugged Linglong tightly and happily squirted on the top of her head several times.
Linglong kicked him and "his hair was messed up!"
Linglong pulled up the quilt and wrapped it around herself, hiding under the quilt and refusing to show her face.
She usually lives in space.
At this moment, I was surrounded by green mountain bedding, and the strong smell of green mountains filled my nose, making me feel dizzy.
The moonlight is soft and bright, and lovers are connected.
