Chapter 123 "Go on, deal with me"
Song Xi held down his restless hands.
She lowered her head, pressed her forehead against his in the darkness, and unskillfully leaned forward to kiss the corner of his lips.
"Shh, don't talk."
Her voice was low and her ears felt hot as she added the next sentence.
"I'm going to take care of you."
…
Song Xi is actually not very good at it.
It was my first time taking the lead, and I was doing it in the dark, stumbling around a lot, and it wasn't going smoothly.
After searching for a long time, he only kissed Jing Zhuo's lips.
She straddled him, the furry rabbit ears on her head brushing against his face, and the small bells on her ankles tinkled.
Until the man held her waist.
Guide her to find the specific location.
Completed the first step of the wedding night.
Song Xi was so tired that she leaned on his shoulder and didn't move.
How about just resting for one night... that would be breaking the longest record.
Jing Zhuo suddenly provoked her.
"Go on, deal with me."
Song Xi: “…”
Really, I can’t clean it up anymore.
“Click—”
The light above her head suddenly came on, and the bright light dazzled her eyes.
Song Xi narrowed her eyes subconsciously, but discovered that Jing Zhuo's ink-black eyes were staring straight at her whole body.
Up and down, slowly and slowly admiring it over and over again.
Under the light, her battle robe was clearly visible.
Every detail is just right.
It's so white that it dazzles people.
What a gift that suits his taste.
Jing Zhuo's eyes darkened and darkened. He turned over, protected her head with his hands, and took the initiative.
Under the bright lights, the bells jingle.
It keeps ringing.
Ding ding dong dong.
Ding-dong, ding-dong.
Ding-dong.
Jingle bells, jingle bells.
The big bed is as red as fire and as white as snow.
In the end, Song Xi's mind was filled with the sound of the bell ringing left and right, up and down.
…
At dawn, Song Xi was lying on the bed, breathing out more than breathing in.
He kicked the noisy broken bell away.
"Jing Zhuo..."
She had no choice but to call out his name: "You must be a good player at playing games."
"Um?"
Song Xi let out a long sigh, feeling quite resentful.
Just like those arrogant masters, they don’t push towers easily in every game.
Just jumping around in the wild area.
Retreat at the critical moment and continue to play in the wild.
Every game is a joke...for a very, very long time.
Before falling into a deep sleep, Song Xi had only one sentence left in his mind.
I finally experienced the power of the male protagonist in the novel.
——That’s not right.
Was she fooled by the female protagonist of the post and her scoundrel financial sponsor?
Even if I tell them secretly that Jing Zhuo can have sex 14 times a night, they still won’t know!
o(╥﹏╥)o
The brain was eaten by zombies.
The second day after the wedding is the day to return to the parents’ home.
Song Xi only slept for a few hours before getting up and cleaning himself up.
She was wearing a long red halter dress with a rose of the same color around her neck. The thin strap was wrapped around her fair neck. Her long black hair was casually draped down, revealing a clear and clean little face.
Fight all night.
Still looking good.
Song Xi put on some light-colored lip gloss, took Jing Zhuo's arm, and walked into the Song family's gate together.
The elders of the Song family, big and small, were already waiting.
We brewed some good tea, served some snacks and fruits, and everyone looked warm and gentle, like a really happy family.
"From now on, live a good life in the capital, and come home more often."
Old Mrs. Song said to Song Xi.
"I know, Grandma."
Old Madam Song said earnestly, "It wasn't easy for your eldest and second uncles to raise you. Blood is thicker than water in this family, so you should think more about them."
Song Xi nodded seriously: "Don't worry, grandma, I will send you text messages every holiday to wish you a happy new year."
The old lady was choked and hesitated to speak.
"Xiao Xi, your uncle was also very successful in his career. He never forgot his family and invested a lot of resources to lead the whole family to a good life."
"Our Song family's advancement depends on you."
Song Xi held Jing Zhuo's big hand and looked at her grandmother with a determined look as if she was going to join the party.
"Don't worry, grandma. I go to the temple every year to burn incense and pray for my family, asking the Buddha to bless the Song family to reach a higher level of prosperity."
Old Mrs. Song: “…”
Listening to your words is like listening to a conversation.
Until the end of lunch, she didn't talk about anything with Song Xi.
Ever since Song Xi went to the capital and secretly got the marriage certificate.
It seems... I've learned a lot.
It was hard to hear what they were saying anymore.
Old Mrs. Song therefore came to a conclusion: girls should not be too worldly-wise and should be kept obediently by her side.
This one is raised wild.
Be careful next year.
After dinner, the newlyweds went to their uncle’s house again and brought back some gifts.
My aunt has three sons and she only wants a daughter in this life, so she loves Song Xi more.
However, the three sons in the family all needed to get married and buy houses, which put a lot of pressure on them. Her love could only be superficial and she could only make some low-cost contributions.
"Xiao Xi, this is the red envelope your aunt gave you. It's not much, so keep it."
Song Xi accepted it and gave her aunt a gold bracelet in return.
I lied to her and said that it was obtained from the temple and could not be resold, otherwise all the blessings would be taken away.
When my aunt heard this, she accepted it with a smile.
The elders of this age also like to compete with each other and usually wear gold and silver jewelry. My aunt has also envied other neighbors' gold jewelry over the years.
But I have never been willing to buy it.
Song Xi gave it to her several times, but she resold it every time because she was reluctant to spend the money.
The two stayed for a while and then went to the cemetery to sweep the graves.
Then, we returned to the new house in the hot weather.
August in Sioux City is too hot to go anywhere.
Song Xi simply sat on the furry carpet, turned on the air conditioner, and began to count her dowry.
As soon as the dowry list was taken out, Jing Zhuo pushed it back.
"You don't need to show me. Just keep your own things."
Jing Zhuo rubbed her head and said, "There is also this house. I added your name to it and the password is the same. Someone will come to clean it once a month. If you want to return to Sucheng in the future, you can live here."
“This is our home, too.”
Song Xi's eyes were wet and a little hot.
Everyone has a word in their heart that will be touched.
And her word is 'home'.
A firm, solid, warm place that will never disappear.
The emotion spread layer by layer and flowed out of the eyes.
Song Xi couldn't say thank you.
Because Jingzhuo doesn't need it.
She cupped his handsome face and leaned over to give him a big kiss.
"Zhang Henian, you are so nice."
When she pulled away, Jing Zhuo hugged her waist and pressed her tightly in his arms.
"I'm so good, do you want to reward me?"
"What's the reward?"
"Keep on dealing with me tonight."
Song Xi: "...Are you still addicted to being beaten up?"
Jing Zhuo raised his eyebrows and said frankly: "I am happy to be beaten by my wife."
...Who hit you.
Talk nonsense.
The next second, she felt a heavy sensation on the back of her head, and he held her and kissed her again.
This time it was a deep kiss.
Song Xi's eyelashes trembled, and she closed her eyes, silently responding to him.
“Ding Dong~”
Just as they were kissing passionately, the doorbell rang outside, interrupting the kiss.
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