There was a vapor in the big tent, the warm and humid vapor was mixed with a familiar rich fragrance.

After entering the big tent, Huyan Lie, who was very familiar with sniffing around like a dog, sniffed in his wife's body fragrance again and again.

The big tent took up quite a bit of space, and was only illuminated by a small oil lamp in the darkness.

The candlelight was dim and unclear, but the man was used to it. He quickly took off his shirt and trousers in the dim candlelight and wet his body with the water left by his wife.

Hu Yanlie was once considered one of the cleanest men on the grassland. But now?

Because his wife likes cleanliness and he is afraid that she will dislike him, he cannot climb into bed without taking a bath. The man takes a bath every day. When his wife takes a bath, he follows her and takes a bath.

He has gone from being one of the cleanest guys to being the number one cleanest guy.

The sound of water dripping was heard as he took a bath. Yu'er, who was drying her wet hair, was wearing bell-bottom pants with gauze tied at the ankles, and a long gown over her top.

There is no need to say who we are guarding against!

A man climbed onto the bed in his underwear, and as expected, Yu'er, who was lying on her side with a pillow pretending to sleep, was grabbed by the waist and held in his arms without any explanation.

The woman sighed helplessly in the darkness.

"I'm so tired today, why don't we go to bed early."

The meaning was so obvious that it was almost said out loud. The man hugged his wife and moved closer to her.

My daughter-in-law is petite and I am tall, so my broad chest is a perfect fit for my daughter-in-law to lean on.

The light was warm. Hu Yanlie sat cross-legged on the bed with his petite wife sitting on his lap. He held her in his arms and kissed her, hugging her like a dog licking a bone.

Finally, the man picked up his wife's fragrant black hair, wrapped it around and around tenderly and carefully, and wrapped it around his rough fingers.

The husband, who had been neglected for no reason, had something to say and would not tolerate his wife's simple words to fool him.

"That group of people is too tactless. Don't they know that you and I are newlyweds? They all come to me to snatch you away."

Yu'er felt helpless due to the inexplicable accusations.

She married a narrow-minded man, so naturally she had to integrate into his tribe. Could it be that she would block the door and not let everyone in when they came to visit her?

Only at this moment did Yuer realize that most of the time, men care more than women, like now.

And the man here who knows nothing is still haggling over it.

"Tell me yourself, how many words have you spoken to me during the day? Have you counted them? Okay! If you don't talk to me, I'll talk to you."

"You girls should be more reserved, and we men should be more tolerant and tolerant."

Yuer was speechless and insulted him in her heart, saying, "You are so magnanimous, but you are so magnanimous that you keep nagging me here and won't let me sleep."

"You ignored me when I spoke to you, but you were so enthusiastic towards those people. You answered every question they asked. I, your husband, am not as good as them. I serve you day and night. Can they do the same?"

At first, she calmly accepted her new husband's unreasonable behavior, but after hearing this, Yu'er, who had a good temper, became angry.

She raised her head from the chest of Hu Yanlie who was talking, and slapped him on the mouth. With a snap, the man stopped talking.

Hu Yanlie stared down at his wife's angry eyes, and saw that she was looking at him with a beautiful face, neither nose nor eyes, and he immediately felt timid.

What did he do wrong? Didn’t he just want his wife to love him more?

Hu Yanlie reminded her that there was nothing wrong with caring more about her husband, and the more he thought about it, the more sad he became.

A real man is still very powerful when he loses his temper. He holds his sweet and soft wife tightly in his arms and buries his head in her arms, depressed and silent.

You said you were angry, so you were angry, right? Why didn't you let go and told me to go to sleep?

As a result, he held me tightly and ignored me. I struggled hard for a while. The weather was hot, and the moon-white cross-collared long gown was about to fall apart due to my struggle.

The two of them were still entangled with each other, not knowing whether you were me or you. I have never seen so many men who are clingy in so many ways.

Yu'er opened her lips and let out a breath. She had no other choice. Extremely depressed, she patted the person who was heartbroken and angry at the moment, and took a step back.

"If you continue to speak so rudely, I will ignore you."

Why does he speak so carelessly? There is nothing that a couple cannot talk about at night. This strong man doesn't understand. He feels wronged.

However, since his wife had spoken in a soft tone, he couldn't push his luck any further. He spoke at the right time, whining in a wronged manner.

He walked out of his wife's arms, looked up and glanced at her, oh, that sticky look.

It is not the same as her discerning the meaning of wanting to say something but not saying it, she stood up and acted like a king, and held the beauty in her arms again, and the man spoke.

He leaned close to his wife's ear and asked in a low voice.

"Is that okay?"

You big-headed ghost, I want to slap the man to death who is pushing his way too far, but I'm afraid he will make a fuss.

Yu'er really didn't have the energy to argue with him late at night. She looked at the pair of light brown eyes in the darkness, which were staring at her like a wolf, and they were shining with hunger.

The next moment, Yu'er, who was harassed into bed, was very confused and particularly didn't understand.

It's so difficult to deal with one husband. Those men have three or five wives. Your Majesty has three thousand beauties in the harem. How does he deal with it? Teach her.

The canopy bed in the big tent was the dowry of the princess of the current dynasty. Needless to say, its quality was excellent and it could withstand thousands of tests.

Time passed quickly, and after nearly two hours, the scattered sounds gradually dissipated.

The moon was at its zenith. The man climbed out of bed with a satisfied look on his face. He walked out of the tent shirtless and soon came to the bedside with a basin of hot water.

He picked up his wife who was covered in sweat and wiped and cleaned the boneless woman.

Yu'er lay in the man's wet and hot arms with her eyes half closed. She unconsciously reached out her hand to the man's chin, where stubble had secretly grown.

She frowned and touched her body, which was red and itchy. It was all caused by the stubble, and she was very dissatisfied.

"Shave the beard around your mouth tomorrow. If you don't shave it clean, I'll pull it out one by one."

The man smiled and agreed, his chest heaving and shaking.

Look at his wife. She has only been on the grassland for a few days, but she has adapted so well. The tone of her voice is no different from that of the northern Hu women. They are both just as tough.

Hu Yanlie was very happy with his wife's discipline. The two of them wiped the sweat off their bodies, and the man hugged his wife and had a dreamless night.

The next morning, Hu Yanlie got up at daybreak.

The first thing he did when he got up was to shave with a knife. He shaved it so cleanly that many warriors passing by the tent saw it and were about to ask questions.

Hu Yanlie was in high spirits. Those who were curious and inquiring stopped in their tracks, but Hu Yanlie showed off before they could even speak.

"Alas, there's nothing I can do. I'm different from you guys. I'm married and someone's in charge, so I can't be as rough as before."

Damn it, the others looked at him with an embarrassed expression, but his eyes revealed a sense of pride that "I have something that you don't have", and they were all very angry.

So you have a wife, and your wife controls you. You feel great and proud, so you show off to us brothers.

Bah, shameless!