Meng Zeyan was also very patient. He just watched with her and discussed the plot with her from time to time.

"Do these two families have a grudge? They have a deep blood feud, yet the younger generations end up liking each other, tsk~"

“…” Tang Huan didn’t understand at all. He moved his mouth and uttered only one word, “Hmm.”

"Xiao Huan, do you think these two can elope successfully? I think it's difficult."

Tang Huan turned to look at him, he was looking quite seriously...

Then Tang Huan watched as the young couple who eloped in the TV series were caught by the elders of their family...

"Will you not drown in the pond if you elope?"

The eloped girl was drowned in a pond...

"If you say that again, I won't watch it!" Although Tang Huan didn't watch it very seriously, he couldn't resist Meng Zeyan's ability to spoil the plot, so he must have watched this TV series a long time ago.

"I can't die. I was rescued."

Tang Huanmo, "..."

"The man married someone else."

Tang Huan didn't say anything.

How could she have the courage to say she didn't want to watch it now! If she dared to say so, Meng Zeyan would carry her to the bed in the next second.

She knows a little about the theory, but has never put it into practice. I heard it hurts a lot...

Fear.

"Xiao Huan." Meng Zeyan called her.

Tang Huan turned to look at him, wanting to ask what was wrong?

Suddenly, the world spun around and she was carried around and turned to sit on his lap.

She didn't get the words out of her mouth, her lips were blocked, and she no longer had the extra attention to listen to what was being said in the TV series.

His actions were not as forceful as before, but rather soothing, gradually calming her fear and retreat.

The TV series was still playing, but the person watching it had already moved to the bed.

His clothes had fallen to the side of the bed at some point. Tang Huan's eyes turned red, and her fingers pushed weakly on his bare shoulders.

Meng Zeyan kissed her slender neck gently, and an indescribable fragrance lingered at the tip of her nose. His breath was so hot that the skin on her neck gradually turned pink.

His movements were gentle, as if he wanted to leave a good impression on her, but the fire in his eyes was surging.

Tang Huan's nails scratched his shoulders hard, and he gasped hoarsely: "Xiao Huan..."

The pain at that moment made her subconsciously tense up her whole body, tears slid down the corners of her eyes, and were wiped away bit by bit by the big hands.

He restrained himself and coaxed her softly, he had not expected that she would do this for the first time.

The pain gradually subsided, and faint moans began to be heard in the room, mixed with the man's low breathing.

I don't know when the sound from the TV stopped and the TV program ended.

After a long time, Meng Zeyan got up and turned off the TV.

He turned on the flashlight and poured water to help her clean. Tang Huan wanted to get up and do it himself, but just after sitting up for a few seconds, he lay down again with a frown.

After washing up, Meng Zeyan went to bed and held her in his arms as he slept.

Tang Huan felt that he was too hot and struggled to hide, but he accidentally woke up the beast again.

In the end, she could only cry quietly and beg him to let her go, but she was deceived by him again and again.

The next morning, Tang Huan should have gotten up early to go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate, but he slept until ten o'clock before he could barely open his eyes.

Meng Zeyan was not beside her. She wanted to get up, but she found it difficult to even sit up.

She seemed to have been rolled over and over by a huge truck last night, and she could hear the crackling of bones every time she turned over.

The door was pushed open, and Meng Zeyan came in with food. Seeing that she was awake, he put down his bowl and chopsticks and sat down beside the bed. "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Is there anything that hurts? He should ask if there is anything that doesn’t hurt!

Tang Huan reached out from under the quilt and twisted his arm, saying angrily, "Meng Zeyan, go get the certificate yourself! See if they give it to you."