The whip is extremely painful when it hits the body.
Even with Fang Zhengyi's prestige suppressing him, Meng Weimin couldn't hold himself any longer and said angrily: "Is there such a thing as getting married? I'm going to have a wedding, and I didn't even say a word to her!"
"Baby! I'm teaching you how to be a gentleman, you haven't learned it yet, have you!" Zhou Tie didn't tolerate him at all, so he picked up Meng Weimin's collar and raised his hand to hit him.
This pretty boy was always chattering during training, and a dozen brothers have been waiting here for an hour to help him get married!
I still have to confirm the success of the bridal chamber before I can leave. I wonder how long this grandson will take!
I haven’t had dinner yet!
Just when he was about to strike harshly, Wu Sheng stopped him in time and said hurriedly: "Don't slap me in the face, don't slap me in the face."
As he spoke, he leaned into Zhou Tie's ear and said, "What he said makes some sense. I haven't drunk the Hexin wine yet. Drink first, otherwise all the preparations will be in vain."
Zhou Tie rolled his eyes, let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Damn, forget it! Brothers, serve the wine!"
The two brothers beside him turned around and walked to the corner of the thatched house, carrying a jar and a bowl.
Zhou Tie took the bowl and the wine jar, first poured a bowl of wine and sent the wine that covered the bottom of the bowl to Ruyun.
The wine jar was stuffed into Meng Weimin's arms: "Drink! After you finish drinking, hurry up and get married."
Meng Weimin was holding the wine jar, his eyes were blank, and he stared blankly at the wine bowl in Ruyun's hand.
Ruyun said softly: "Brother Meng, please use the wine."
When Meng Weimin heard the voice, he woke up as if from a dream: "You...you are trying to frame me! Is this really arranged by Mr. Fang? I don't believe it!"
"You are a little bastard, are you worth our efforts to frame you? Drink, if Master Fang hadn't told you, we wouldn't even bother to talk to you!" Zhou Tie said scornfully.
Meng Weimin's blood surged, and he suppressed his anger and said: "Is this how you do things? I want to file a complaint with Mr. Fang!"
A dozen strong men silently came forward and surrounded Meng Weimin, staring at him collectively.
Zhou Tie sneered and said, "Just give it a try and tell me whether you want to drink this wine or not? If you keep talking nonsense, you won't be able to decide which mouth the jar of wine comes in from!"
Meng Weimin was so stared at that his throat slid up and down.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Drink! I'll drink!"
After that, he picked up the jar and poured it into his mouth.
As soon as the wine entered his mouth, Meng Weimin's face twisted instantly.
Bitter, astringent, slightly sour...with a slight medicinal smell? What bad wine!
Halfway through the drink, Zhou Tie grabbed the wine jar and said with a smile: "That's enough, no one will let you drink it all, let's go to the bridal chamber!"
"Ruyun, I'll leave him to you. If he bullies you in the future, just tell your brothers and we will definitely help you stand up."
A cloud of laughter came from under the hijab, and she bowed slightly and said, "Thank you all, sir. Please thank Mr. Fang for me."
After that, he took Meng Weimin's hand and walked to the back room.
Qian Desheng touched his chin and said: "Yeah, it went smoothly, but that Ruyun man is old and a bit honest, what if Meng Weimin doesn't touch her?"
Zhou Tie glanced at him: "Don't touch it? After drinking half a jar of donkey medicine, Brother Meng turned into Brother Meng Mu in no time. Not to mention Ruyun, he even wanted to hit the keyhole twice when he saw it!"
Qian Desheng slowly opened his mouth: "Then... what will happen if Ruyun drinks it too?"
"How about what? You can water two acres of land overnight! She didn't drink much. I said why are you asking so many questions, as if you can understand."
"Zhou Tie's CNM!"
...
The back room has been arranged early
The dragon and phoenix candles were placed, and two red lanterns were also hung.
Snacks such as lotus seeds and longan are also placed on the table in the house.
When the two were alone, Meng Weimin became more courageous. Apart from anything else, at least you don't have to be beaten in the bridal chamber.
Now that his hand was being held by Ruyun again, he couldn't help but start making small movements.
He stretched out his thumb and rubbed it gently in Ruyun's palm. His heart was half cold at the touch.
It was not as warm and jade-like as I had imagined, but was instead rough.
What kind of hands are these! What kind of lady is she? She is a peasant woman farming!
Meng Weimin looked straight and asked with a straight face, "Ahem, Miss Ruyun, right? Are you farming at home?"
Ruyun chuckled lightly: "I helped my family farm when I was a child, but I haven't farmed for a long time now."
Meng Weimin nodded and felt a little at ease. It happened when he was a child! It’s just good when you were a kid!
It seems that Mr. Fang didn’t frame me. She should indeed be a beautiful girl, a virtuous and virtuous kind.
Thinking of this, Meng Weimin turned from passive to active, grabbed Ruyun and pulled her to the collapse.
Ruyun fell onto the bed with a sound, her face already red under the hijab.
Meng Weimin felt a little frightened in his heart, but he did not dare to be too presumptuous. He asked carefully: "Ruyun, how did Mr. Fang tell you that you want to marry me?"
Ruyun thought about it for a moment: "He said he found me a handsome husband. Although he doesn't love me, he will treat me well all his life. He also said..."
"What else can you say?" Meng Weimin asked.
"He also said... that sleeping with a man is very happy." Ruyun suppressed the shame and suppressed the words.
"What? Would Mr. Fang say such a thing?" Meng Weimin plucked his ears twice, thinking he heard wrongly.
He is a high-ranking official in the imperial court and the commander of the Royal Guards. He tells a young girl that sleeping with men is a pleasure?
This is just a fucking hooligan, ordinary hooligans can't do such a thing!
Ruyun nodded gently, and then fell into silence again.
Seeing this, Meng Weimin began to sit on the edge of the bed in a daze again, and began to think wildly in his mind.
Time passed bit by bit, and a group of rough guys waiting at the door became anxious.
"Fuck! Why is there no movement?"
"Is it because this kid has special hobbies? Doesn't drinking help him?"
"Impossible! After drinking half a jar of wine, it's impossible to remain indifferent even if you give him a tank of fish."
Zhou Tie looked over and asked: "What does that mean?"
"Hey, Brother Tie, you have so much experience and you can't even figure it out? You don't know about our dormitory and canteen, right?"
"What are you talking about? I understand..." Midway through his words, Zhou Tie suddenly froze, his face turned blue and white, and his stomach began to have an indescribable reaction.
"Ugh!" he groaned on the ground, and cursed in a low voice: "I'm fucking your uncle, why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"Damn! Brother Tie, did you eat fish from the cafeteria? Brother Biao won't let you tell me...for fear of wasting food..."
...
In the bridal chamber, Meng Weimin felt like there was a fire in his chest and couldn't help but think about it.
Looking at Ruyun, her eyes were a little more eager. Why did she want to do so much when the beauty was already delivered to her side?
"Lady!"
"Husband..." Ruyun replied shyly.
Meng Weimin showed an evil smile, stretched out his hands and slowly took off his hijab.
...
