Chapter 59 Wedding Night
"Xiao Mei?" Ma Qijun was confused. He had heard that she was nervous, but: "You are my wife now, and I am your man, Xiao Mei?"
Ma Qijun had no choice but to grab the limp woman. There was no bone anywhere on her body, which made his little tent stand up high:
"Xiao Mei, the guests outside haven't left yet, Xiao Mei?" He patted his face.
Who would have thought that the moment Ye Xiaomei raised her eyes, her eyes were as charming as silk and her cheeks were flushed, as if she had been raped.
Gulp, Ma Qijun moved his Adam's apple, and without restraint, he pulled the woman into his arms, his voice low and soft: "Xiao Mei, you are mine."
"Xiao Mei..." Ma Qijun really couldn't control himself anymore. He wanted to crush her and rub her into his body. In his broad arms, there was a body softer than cotton. He didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting her, but his hands kept rubbing the woman's waist.
"Qijun...there's a guest outside..." Wang Lan's face appeared outside the window.
Ma Qijun was so frightened that he stood up straight, but the woman had her hands hooked around his neck and was hanging there like an oil kettle, with her legs wrapped around his waist:
"Mom!" Ma Qijun's face was distorted and he was trembling with nervousness.
"I didn't see it, I didn't see it." Wang Lan was also confused. It was not completely dark yet, and now she could only turn around and run.
After closing the door, Wang Lan covered her mouth with her hands and laughed so hard that she couldn't straighten her back.
It seems that it will only be ten months before I can have a grandson.
"Xiao Mei, wait for me." Ma Qijun pulled at the arm around his neck, but he couldn't get it off after trying twice:
"Be good, I'll be back soon."
"No...I want it." The woman's breath was as sweet as orchid and her eyes were as charming as silk. Ma Qijun was at a loss for words. What should he do? He felt like he was on fire at the moment.
After the banquet, he has to see off all the relatives and friends, especially those who live far away. It is not easy for them to come, so he has to take care of it.
"Xiao Mei, be obedient... I'll be back soon." Ma Qijun was also extremely embarrassed. His military uniform was originally neat and flawless, even the seams of his trousers were ironed in advance yesterday. Now, a tent was sticking out of it, which made it a little unsightly when he went out.
Guests coming from afar gathered on the road in front of the Ma family's door. Ma Qijun subconsciously pulled his trousers, closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and only then did he calm the electric shock-like fire in his lower abdomen.
"Second Master, I will bring Xiao Mei to see you some other day, please take care of yourself."
"Auntie, I will ask my comrades to take care of your son's enlistment in the army."
Ma Qijun gritted his teeth and sent the guests away, then turned around and went back to his house to take care of his business.
"Qijun, come here."
Wang Lan's face fell after she saw off her relatives and friends.
Ma Kaiqu, who was standing by, also drank so much that his face turned red: "Look at your sullen face on such a happy day, as if someone owes you some money."
Wang Lan was unhappy when she heard this: "You are just responsible for going to bed after drinking, why are you making so much trouble?"
Ye Xiaomei in the room was looking at the red bed sheets, the window frames with wedding characters pasted on them, and the mirror on the dressing table which also had wedding characters pasted on it. A pair of dragon and phoenix candles were placed on the table.
Ye Xiaomei had just regained consciousness due to Ma Qijun's temporary absence. At this moment, she clutched the bed sheet tightly with both hands, her heart in turmoil.
The light outside the window was getting darker and darker. The shadows of the trees in the yard were dancing under the light of the stars. Everything was so quiet that it made people feel relaxed.
But where did Ma Qi's army go? Why haven't they come back yet?
Ye Xiaomei had just resolved a knot in her heart and suddenly walked around the room happily. She touched the dressing table prepared for her.
Ye Xiaomei was pressing the mattress, thinking how springy it was, much softer than the reed meadow in her home, when she heard the door open.
Ye Xiaomei quickly retracted her hand and looked back. The man was shaking his head with a troubled look on his face.
"Well...how about that, let's just go to bed." Ma Qijun suddenly found that he was stuttering again. He slapped his forehead, put his hands on his waist and turned his back.
"Yeah." There was a glow of red candles in Ye Xiaomei's eyes, and her heart was beating like a deer in a frenzy. She felt like a thousand horses galloping and could not be suppressed.
Ma Qijun turned around slowly and looked at the woman shrouded in candlelight. It was like a dream, and he even felt that he was dreaming.
He had never thought about dating before, but suddenly he had a girl who filled his heart. In his life, he had missed out most of the time, but this time... It was clearly reality, but he still doubted whether he had missed out.
Ye Xiaomei untied the knot in her heart, and now she only wanted him. She took a deep breath, mustered up her courage, stepped forward, raised her hand and pinched the button of the man's military uniform.
One, two... it started to break open little by little, and when Ma Qijun took off his coat, his throat felt dry and sore as if it was on fire, and his eyes were full of tension.
When the woman's soft hand rested on his belt, Ma Qijun took two steps back in response:
"I... I can do it myself. You go wash your face first and... lie down first." Damn, why am I stuttering again?
There was only the flickering red candles in the room. The weather was quite hot. Ye Xiaomei's fair neck was exposed outside the thin quilt, and her soft and nimble collarbone was faintly visible.
Ma Qijun swallowed his saliva and carefully lifted the corner of the quilt, fearing to wake up his wife. He slowly adjusted the pillows and carefully moved the 1.9-meter-tall man into the quilt.
There was no place to put the hand, and it would touch her soft body if it was not careful.
Ma Qijun felt that even if he summarized his experience on the battlefield over the past decade or so, he could not find any experience that could explain how he felt at the moment.
"Uh, Brother Ma..." Who would have thought that just by touching his fingers, the woman suddenly turned over and buried her body in his arms.
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The next morning.
Ye Xiaomei remembered to go back home, and when she closed her eyes she found that the pillow of the man next to her was empty.
She looked at the sky outside the window. It was already noon, so she quickly threw off the quilt and put on her clothes.
At that moment, Ye Xiaomei was stunned. There were blue marks on the base of her thighs. She immediately recalled the scene and realized that these were the marks caused by suction.
Ye Xiaomei's face was flushed.
I subconsciously pulled my bra over and put it on. When I reached out to grab yesterday's red dress, I saw myself in the mirror on the dressing table.
Her neck and shoulders were covered with marks. The reckless and crazy entanglement last night replayed in her mind, and her cheeks instantly turned red.
Ye Xiaomei quickly put on her clothes and sat in front of the dressing mirror to examine her neck. Isn't this too obvious? This red dress has a honey-heart collar and can't cover her neck.
Click, and the door was pushed open.
Ye Xiaomei was so flustered that she didn't know how to hide it. In the end, she could only cover the scar on her neck. She glanced to the side and saw that it was Ma Qijun.
"Well, you like tiger skin eggs, right? Eat them before going back to your parents' home." Ma Qijun limped and put the bowl on the dressing table.
Ye Xiaomei's eyes sparkled: "Brother Ma, this tiger skin egg is delicious, but it's too much, five of them. I can only eat one at most."
The brighter Ye Xiaomei's eyes glowed, the more distressed Ma Qijun felt: "There's a lot left over from yesterday's banquet. How about I take you to feed your sister."
Ye Xiaomei suddenly stopped what she was doing. When she looked up at the man, tears and light appeared in her eyes: "Brother Ma, I... I really want to bring it to my sister, but..."
Ma Qijun looked at Ye Xiaomei. The fair skin on her neck would leave marks with just a light kiss. It was really hard to "ruin" it. It made people feel distressed just by looking at it.
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