The village chief's house was bustling with activity today.

The atmosphere was festive everywhere, and Chen Guiru even wore a new dress that she had been reluctant to wear for a long time.

She stood at the entrance of her own courtyard, beaming with joy.

She's been busy all morning and hasn't even had a sip of water; her throat is practically parched.

But a joyful mood can be as sweet as a spring.

Seeing the villagers constantly congratulating her, the joy in her eyes radiated uncontrollably...

Haha~ Everyone, eat and drink well~

"Oh my, Guiru, we have a new guest in our house today! Congratulations!"

"Hey! I saw your kid yesterday too, you'll be getting one soon, hahaha~"

Thinking of the plump, fresh cabbage that her little rascal had rooted up, Chen Guiru felt like she had inexhaustible energy.

Haha~ I'm not far from having a big, fat grandson!

Life is getting better and better!

…

Unlike the hustle and bustle outside, at this moment, the wall separating them seemed to create two separate worlds.

"Wife~ Wife~"

"You're finally my wife..."

The steamy scene that Feng Tiezhu had been waiting for could finally come true today…

Today I can snuggle into a warm bed with my sweet wife!

He rubbed his hands together excitedly.

Tang Lingling's usually calm and composed face was unusually tinged with girlish shyness.

The bright red wedding quilt beneath them, along with the prominent "double happiness" characters on the cabinets in the room, created an unspoken atmosphere between the two young people.

As the atmosphere warmed up, Feng Tiezhu, unusually a little awkward, sat down next to his wife.

Looking at Tang Lingling's usually pink lips, they were now a deep, blood-red color.

Bright and beautiful…

It's indescribably beautiful.

I want to kiss you…

He was about to lean closer to those lips he had longed for day and night...

For some reason, in the instant they slowly drew closer,

Having grown accustomed to Lingling's usual pink lips, I was now staring at those bright red lips.

For some reason, he suddenly thought of the bowl of chicken blood that Chen Guiru had asked him to kill a chicken and pour out yesterday.

He blurted out something he didn't mean:

"Honey, is that chicken blood on your lips? It looks weird..." Before she could finish speaking...

Feng Tiezhu then saw Tang Lingling's death stare.

"Cough...it looks really good! My wife looks good even with chicken blood on! Really!"

Tang Lingling: "..."

If you shouldn't say what you should say, then don't say anything if you don't know how to speak.

Before Feng Tiezhu could realize that something was wrong, he heard laughter coming from the window.

"Hahaha~ This is hilarious! How can someone be so clueless..."

"Oh…"

The voice was familiar, accompanied by another low laugh.

Feng Tiezhu: ?

Straight man?

Is this referring to him?

Damn it, how can someone be peeping!

He strode to the window, opened it, and was about to see which idiot dared to laugh at him when he was caught off guard by a pair of deep eyes.

"Let me see which damned brat is it... cough... Brother Yan..."

The man's sharp gaze was unmistakable, and Feng Tiezhu's imposing voice descended.

The couple standing outside the window were none other than Wen Qinghe and Yan Xiao.

The pretty young girl leaned against the man's chest, still in the position of eavesdropping, her eyes and brows full of smiles.

Seeing him suddenly open the window, the young girl buried herself in the man's arms as if she were burying her head in the sand.

Tsk!

If it were anyone else, he would have cursed them out, eavesdropped by the window of their wedding room—is that how a human being behaves?

Well, he was young and didn't know any better, and it seems he did it a few times.

But unexpectedly, I'm the one being eavesdropped on now, and I feel incredibly frustrated...

The key point is that this person is his brother Yan and his fairy sister-in-law.

Fighting is outmatched, and verbal abuse is something I dare not do.

Thankfully, he and Lingling didn't do anything.

Otherwise, he was really afraid.

If I'm not as strong as Brother Yan...

Not as long as Yan Ge's...

Won't that make them laugh even more?

It wasn't that he felt inferior; it was just that he was well aware of Yan Xiao's large physique and physical strength.

That being said...

Wen Qinghe, caught eavesdropping, awkwardly snuggled into Yan Xiao's arms, inwardly regretting that she had been too loud.

The man's warm hand covered her head, as if to soothe her frightened emotions.

"Were you scared?"

"without…"

Do you want to hear more?

Um, what is she supposed to say?

Wen Qinghe was exasperated. She wanted to hear it, but now she'd been caught red-handed by the person involved…

Feng Tiezhu: ...

Is it really okay for you two to be discussing whether or not to eavesdrop on me right in front of me?

Just as she was thinking this, she received a disdainful and disappointed look from Yan Xiao.

He suddenly understood.

Is he blaming him for opening the window and interrupting their eavesdropping?

have to!

If you can't afford to mess with them, can't you at least avoid them?

He closed the window on his own, pretending nothing had happened.

But the atmosphere inside had changed, not just because of the two people who might still be eavesdropping under the window.

It was only because his wife's intense eye-rolling and disdain were exactly the same as Yan Ge's expression just now.

He panicked for a moment.

Today is his wedding night. If it's like before, where he can only look at his beautiful wife but can't have her, he'll cry his eyes out.

But before he could go over to comfort him, his lips were covered by a warm touch.

His wife's stunningly beautiful features loomed large before him, and he was momentarily at a loss for what to do.

Is it sweet?

Feng Tiezhu subconsciously licked it.

"sweet."

He and Tang Lingling hadn't been close for a long time, and memories that were both strange and familiar washed over him.

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