Flower Qingcheng, a female special agent from Huaguo in the 22nd century, accidentally fell into the sea while on a mission. When she woke up, Flower Qingcheng found that she had transmigrated, and...
"hehe……"
Hua Qingcheng smiled awkwardly and said, "Having you four is naturally a great blessing for me!"
Mu Lige's mouth twitched slightly, and he did not comment on her answer.
Situ Ye snorted in his heart. If you can believe what a woman says, even a boar can climb a tree!
Han Yichen secretly made up his mind that he had to work harder and not let his wife's mind be distracted by the weeds outside.
Yu Xiaotian was distracted, wondering if Xiaobai was full. Why did it seem like its appetite was getting bigger and bigger recently?
The few of them stayed in the courtyard until midnight, but Hua Qingcheng was in a dilemma. Should she let a husband come to her room, or go to the husbands' rooms to rest? As for whose room to go to, it was another difficult question.
hehe……
Mu Lige really couldn't bear to see her tangled look. Alas, falling in love with a woman from a country where women are respected was his own fault.
"Wife, now that you've turned over a new leaf and are living a down-to-earth life, Mother and Father are very pleased. Since they've been longing for a child, we can't let them down. Now it's time to arrange for the husbands in the family to take turns sleeping with us."
Hearing Mu Lige's words, Hua Qingcheng couldn't help but swallow. Is he really that generous? Her brother Li was clearly furious last night. Was there a trap waiting for her to fall into? So, she decided to keep quiet and wait and see what he had to say.
The other three men pricked up their ears and listened carefully, afraid of missing a key word.
"According to the rules, the first and fifteenth days of the lunar month are fixed in the main house. The remaining twenty-eight days, seven days per person, you can arrange it yourself."
Hua Qingcheng was dumbfounded. Doesn't that mean she has no time or space for herself? And is it really okay to indulge in such pleasure every night?
What Hua Qingcheng didn't know was that for others, it was indeed unbearable, but for her, it was no problem. However, she had misunderstood Mu Lige's words. He only meant that she should allocate the time she spent with each husband, not that she really wanted to work hard every day.
"My second brother is not feeling well right now. You can go to the small heavenly room tonight, or let him go to your place."
Mu Lige got up and left after she finished speaking. Situ Ye looked at Hua Qingcheng regretfully and went back to his room. Han Yichen pinched her waist reluctantly and left as well.
"Wife...wife, then...then let's go back and rest."
Yu Xiaotian's heart was pounding. Is this day coming?
Hua Qingcheng had won him from someone else. Although he lived a life of coarse food and plain clothes every day in the old house of the Hua family and was abused by the ugly wife from time to time, fortunately, his three brothers took good care of him, which gave his wandering heart a place to stay and made him experience the feeling of being cared for and loved by his family.
His heart was small, only big enough for one person, and he was easily satisfied. Although his wife initially wanted to sell him, when Hua Fugui and his men came to snatch him away, she resolutely beat them up and drove them away. Later, watching his wife getting better day by day, Yu Xiaotian's heart softened, and he forgave her for what she had done to him in the past.
Hua Qingcheng came to Yu Xiaotian's room and saw that the room was clean and tidy. The little tiger cub, who had eaten and drunk his fill, was curled up in the corner of the wall in a makeshift nest made of rags and rags and sleeping.
With the candlelight lit, in the flickering dimness, Yu Xiaotian's bright, dark eyes, like peach blossoms, were visible, clear and bright, as if they had just been washed. His slender figure was like the bamboo in the forest, handsome and upright.
Hua Qingcheng gently embraced Yu Xiaotian, pushed him into a chair, leaned over and kissed his clear and beautiful big eyes. She gently stroked his slightly hot cheeks and slightly red ears, and placed a gentle and pious kiss on his lips.
Although Yu Xiaotian had grown up in appearance, he was still only a fifteen-year-old child. Hua Qingcheng felt a little hesitant to take action. She decided to wait patiently for another year or two until he grew up.
Feeling his wife's gentleness and cautiousness, Yu Xiaotian smiled shyly, stood up, walked to the bed, and took off his blue shirt. When Hua Qingcheng saw his white back, chest, and slender legs, all crisscrossed with marks left by something like thin vines, she couldn't help but feel sore and distressed, and she shed two lines of clear tears.
this……
How could the original owner have done such a thing?
"Wife, it's okay. Xiaotian is no longer in pain."
Seeing his wife staring at the scars on her body in a daze and crying, Yu Xiaotian smiled sweetly, as gentle as the drizzle of spring rain and as warm as the winter sun.
"I'm...I'm sorry! Xiaotian!"
Although she was not the original owner, it was because of the original owner that she had this fourth husband, so she had to take the blame.
Hua Qingcheng took off her skirt and gently embraced the handsome man who was as handsome as the breeze and the bright moon, as if holding a fragile treasure, and gently kissed his forehead, nose tip, and lips.
Yu Xiaotian's handsome face was covered with tears, both his own and Hua Qingcheng's.
Hua Qingcheng pressed him against the bed and kissed him passionately, gently and tenderly, wanting to transform all his past bitterness into sweetness. Yu Xiaotian also grasped his wife's slender waist, actively responding to her. The two figures continued to entangle in the dim candlelight...
The night was quiet and peaceful, and the room was charming and warm. Hua Qingcheng gave the man who was as gentle as the breeze and bright moon a very gentle and beautiful first night.