Unless there are issues of principle, fights between husband and wife are at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed.
Xing Yihuang wasn't really angry at first, he was just angry at his 'stupidity' last night. After being serious for so many years, I finally got a bit rude once, but I ended up cheating myself, and whoever I offended would be angry.
Now after some delicate operations by Valentine and Raphael, the anger in her heart has dissipated without a trace. The limbs and bones seemed to have gone through a cleansing of essence and marrow, leaving only the fatigue of exerting all one's strength and the afterglow of the bliss that had just been achieved.
At this time, Xing Yihuang was lying on the bed, hugging him from left to right, like an emperor. Raphael rested on her arm, browsing the forum, chuckling from time to time, and the halo above his head was trembling.
Valentine was pressed against the left side of her body, his eyes slightly closed, as if he was still asleep. But the tip of his nose was slightly touching the skin of her armpit, her breathing was soft, and her expression was extremely enjoyable.
The cherry-pink light emitted by the angel wings cast a layer of gauze over the side of his face, but the hazy feeling made Xing Yihuang's imagination wander.
She was naturally very familiar with Valentine's alluring face. At this moment, she couldn't help but imagine what a beautiful piece of art it would be under this layer of pink tulle, as if it was the first time they met.
The three of them were naked and moved intimately, just like the flawless and innocent elves in the legend. Looking around, they could only see a pale patch of white. It's like snow covering the world at first, but the air is so dry that it can ignite fire.
What a beautiful scene.
…
But the tranquility of the years can never last forever, there will always be someone who breaks the tranquility.
Paji.
"Provoke it!"
Raphael screamed, waking up the two people who were immersed in their dreams. Valentin raised his head and sniffed, but saw a square thing on the face of the angel sister on the other side.
Well, I was lying in bed playing with my phone and got hit in the face.
"are you OK?"
Suppressing the slightly raised corners of his mouth, Valentine reached over and took off the phone.
"not good at all……"
Raphael pursed his lips, rubbed his slightly red nose, and shed tears at the corners of his eyes.
Both angry and aggrieved.
Xing Yihuang glanced at her sideways and quickly looked away.
It's not that he doesn't care about her, nor does he take pleasure in her misfortune. It's just that the two of them were too close, and when they saw the angel's face, they also saw something else, which kept trembling with her tiny movements.
Xing Yihuang couldn't help but feel a desire to win, and then he was beaten to pieces by reality.
There is a famous poem from the Yan State, "The autumn wind is bleak, and the waves are rising."
The sound of the waves withered her.
"So why do you have to lie down and play? Isn't it better to sit up?"
With all this fuss, Valentine lost interest in sniffing the roses. He arched upward, handed the phone to Raphael, and picked up a book from the bedside table.
Xing Yihuang looked over and saw four big characters on the cover.
"Historical Records of Dayan".
It sounds like a very important book, which makes people think of Ban Brick. But in fact, this book is not that thick, and the content inside is quite easy to understand, and even children can understand it.
Because there is a subtitle on the cover - "Vernacular Lite".
This is Xing Yihuang's bedtime reading. She has always been interested in history.
Before the Battle of Checheng, she had been reading the history of Ursus. After returning from another world, the book on the bedside was replaced by this one.
Perhaps because he noticed the difference in himself during that battle, or perhaps because he simply wanted to know more about his hometown, Xing Yihuang is now very interested in the Yan Kingdom and his own life experience.
During the few months she lived in Longmen, she had never seen a Yanguo person who was as pure and black as herself.
Black hair, black eyes, black dragon horns, and even the soul behind him was as black as ink, with only gold as an embellishment.
Chen Huijie, who has the blood of the Yan Kingdom royal family, has red eyes and blue hair, and Wei Yanwu also has a red dragon head. They are completely different from what Valentin once said about the 'Yan Kingdom people' in his original world.
Only I fit the description.
Now that I think about it, maybe the fact that I was sold to Ursus when I was young was not simple, and maybe there was another hidden reason.
…
"Sitting is not as comfortable as lying down."
Raphael rolled his eyes, gold threads flying, and full of charm.
"Hey, hey."
She put the phone aside, turned around and patted Valentin's belly.
"what?"
The little dragon man put down his book, arched his head upwards, and leaned his back against the head of the bed.
The moment just now made his second brain rise slightly, which was not disappointing at all.
Raphael said nothing and pointed to a place beside him. Valentin lowered his head and took a look, and what he saw was a thin white garment with hollow carvings that perfectly matched the angel sister.
"Why are you here?"
"What do you think?"
He rolled his eyes again.
"Hand me your shirt, too."
"My clothes are a little too small for you."
He said this, but Valentine still did it.
He once had fantasies about wearing his other half's clothes. Who doesn’t want to see a cute loli wearing a big shirt?
As a result, after time traveling, she became a "loli" and the girlfriend she found was a big sister.
Although men's frames are generally larger than women's, they can't stand up to the other's good figure, and I am a weak and thin dwarf.
The identities have been exchanged and belong to Yes.
"Isn't that good?"
Raphael raised his eyebrows and quickly covered Valentin's clothes. She was unbuttoned, her shirt covered her chest like a curtain, and her navel was exposed, which reminded Valentin of a character in a certain ship girl game.
Xing Yihuang raised his eyelids and took a few glances, sighing silently.
"I'm a little hungry. I'm going to fry an egg."
Angel jumped out of bed, hopped around like a rabbit, found the slippers that had flown out not long ago and put them on.
The cherry-pink glow disappeared, and her halo and small wings returned to their normal golden shimmer.
"I want it too. Bring me another can of happy water."
When he mentioned eating Valentine, he became energetic and spoke quickly.
"Where's Yihuang?"
"……I'm not hungry."
She really wasn't hungry.
It was Valentin who was doing the hard work. He had been lying there all the time. How could he be so tired no matter how tired he was?
Raphael went out, and the closed door brought a gust of wind, which made it a bit cold.
Xing Yihuang pulled a blanket over and covered his body. She lowered her head and looked at her chest. She was silent for a long time, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Are you feeling inferior?"
Xing Yihuang was unusually calm today. Valentine had noticed it a long time ago, but he never said it because Raphael was nearby.
This sister seemed to obey his words, but she was very high-spirited and valued her own dignity.
If she told this matter in front of Raphael, she probably wouldn't show any reaction, but she would definitely feel uncomfortable in her heart.
Some things are better said when you are alone.
Otherwise, he might come back with revenge one night.
Thinking of that night at Walden Pond, Valentine shuddered involuntarily.
That night, Xing Yihuang turned her thoughts into strength and rubbed him hard several times. She looked as heroic as a Valkyrie descending to earth. She didn't stop until dawn and lay down beside him and fell asleep.
Valentine didn't dare to get up the next day and lay there from morning till night.
"No."
Xing Yihuang denied it, but in Valentine's ears it was like acquiescence.
He never expected this sister to give in, and could only judge her true thoughts through her tone of voice and expression.
"I have a way to make you as charming as Raphael."
Valentin pretended that he had not heard what she said and continued.
Xing Yihuang turned his head and looked at him without saying a word.
But the slight expectation hidden under the indifference in her eyes had given her away.
"for example……"
For some reason, Valentin really wanted to tease the cold beauty in front of him.
The corners of his mouth were raised slightly, and his voice was full of temptation.
"Have a baby?"
