It is extremely painful to be whipped.
Even with Fang Zhengyi's prestige, Meng Weimin couldn't hold back any longer and said angrily, "How can you get married like this! You want to have the bridal chamber right away, and I haven't even spoken to her yet!"
"Little bastard! I taught you how to be a gentleman, but you haven't learned it yet!" Zhou Tie didn't tolerate him at all. He grabbed Meng Weimin by the collar and raised his hand to hit him.
This pretty boy was whining all the time during training. More than a dozen brothers have been waiting here for an hour to help him get married!
We have to make sure the bridal chamber is a success before we can leave. I wonder how long this grandson will take!
I haven’t had dinner yet!
Just as he was about to do something ruthless, Wu Sheng stopped him in time and said hurriedly: "Don't hit him in the face, don't hit him in the face."
Then he leaned close to Zhou Tie's ear and said, "What he said makes sense. We haven't drunk the wedding wine yet. Let's drink it first, otherwise all the preparations will be in vain."
Zhou Tie rolled his eyes, let go of his hand and said with a smile: "Damn it, I forgot! Brothers, bring the wine!"
The two brothers beside him turned around and walked to the corner of the thatched hut, brought over a jar and a bowl.
Zhou Tie took the bowl and the jar of wine, first poured a bowl of wine that just covered the bottom of the bowl and handed it to Ruyun.
The wine jar was stuffed into Meng Weimin's arms: "Drink! After you finish drinking, let's go to the bridal chamber."
Meng Weimin held the wine jar, his eyes blank, staring blankly at the wine bowl in Ruyun's hand.
Ruyun said softly, "Brother Meng, please have some wine."
Meng Weimin was awakened from his dream when he heard the voice: "You...you are trying to frame me! Is this really arranged by Lord Fang? I don't believe it!"
"You're just a little bastard. Is it worth our efforts to frame you? Drink it. If it weren't for Lord Fang's instructions, we wouldn't bother with you!" Zhou Tie said contemptuously.
Meng Weimin's blood boiled, and he suppressed his anger and said, "Is this how you do your job? I'm going to complain to Lord Fang!"
A dozen strong men came up silently, surrounded Meng Weimin, and stared at him collectively.
Zhou Tie sneered, "Just try it. Tell me straight out whether you want to drink this wine or not. If you keep talking nonsense, you won't be able to decide which way the wine goes into the jar!"
Meng Weimin felt nervous after being stared at, and his throat slid up and down.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Drink! I drink!"
After saying that, he picked up the jar and drank it all in one gulp.
As soon as the wine entered his mouth, Meng Weimin's face instantly distorted.
Bitter, astringent, slightly sour... and a little bit of medicine? What a crappy wine!
Halfway through the drink, Zhou Tie grabbed the jar and said with a smile: "That's it, no one asked you to drink it all, let's go to the bridal chamber!"
"Ruyun, I'll leave him to you. If he bullies you in the future, just tell the brothers and we will definitely help you."
A cloud of laughter came from under the veil, and she bowed slightly and said, "Thank you very much, gentlemen. Please also thank Master Fang on my behalf."
After saying that, he took Meng Weimin's hand and walked towards the back room.
Qian Desheng stroked his chin and said, "Yeah, it went smoothly, but Ruyun is old and a little honest. What if Meng Weimin doesn't touch her?"
Zhou Tie glanced at him and said, "Don't touch it? After drinking half a jar of donkey medicine, Brother Meng will become Brother Meng Mu in a while. Not to mention Ruyun, he will want to do it when he sees the keyhole!"
Qian Desheng slowly opened his mouth and said, "Then...what if Ruyun also drinks it?"
"What? She didn't drink much. Why are you asking so many questions? It's as if you can understand."
"Zhou Tie, our CNM!"
......
The back room had already been arranged early.
The dragon and phoenix candles were placed, and two big red lanterns were hung
Snacks such as lotus seeds and longans were also placed on the table inside the house.
When the two of them were alone, Meng Weimin became more courageous. Apart from other things, at least he would not be beaten in the bridal chamber.
Now that his hand was held by Ruyun again, he couldn't help but start making little movements.
He stretched out his thumb and rubbed it gently in Ruyun's palm. His heart sank at the touch.
It is not as smooth as I imagined, but rather rough.
What kind of hands are these! They are not the hands of a lady from a rich family, but of a peasant woman working the land!
Meng Weimin looked straight ahead and asked with a straight face, "Ahem, Miss Ruyun, right? Are you farming at home?"
Ruyun chuckled: "I helped my family farm when I was a kid, but I haven't farmed for a long time."
Meng Weimin nodded and felt relieved. It was a childhood thing! It was a childhood thing, that was fine!
It seems that Lord Fang didn't frame me. She must be a beautiful lady, and a virtuous one.
Thinking of this, Meng Weimin turned the passive situation into active one, pulled Ruyun over and pulled her onto the bed.
Ruyun fell on the bed with a scream, her face already red under the veil.
Meng Weimin felt a little excited, but he didn't dare to be too presumptuous. He asked carefully: "Ruyun, how did Lord Fang tell you to marry me?"
Ruyun thought for a moment: "He said he found a handsome husband for me. Although he doesn't love me, he will treat me well for the rest of his life. He also said..."
"What else?" Meng Weimin asked.
"He also said...that sleeping with a man is very happy." Ruyun suppressed her shame and uttered the words.
"What? Would Lord Fang say such a thing?" Meng Weimin scratched his ears twice, thinking he had heard it wrong.
He was a high-ranking official in the court and the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard. How could he tell a virgin girl that she enjoyed sleeping with men?
This guy is just a fucking hooligan. Even an ordinary hooligan wouldn't do such a thing!
Ruyun nodded slightly and then fell silent again.
Seeing this, Meng Weimin sat on the edge of the bed and started to daydream, his mind full of random thoughts.
Time passed by little by little, and a group of rough men waiting at the door became anxious.
"Fuck! Why is there no movement?"
"Is this kid's hobby rather special? Is drinking useless?"
"Impossible! He drank half a jar of wine, so it's impossible for him to remain indifferent even if he was given a tank of fish."
Zhou Tie leaned over and asked: "What does that mean?"
"Hey, Tie Ge, you are so experienced and yet you can't figure this out? You must know about our dormitory and cafeteria."
"What nonsense are you talking about? What do I understand..." Zhou Tie was stunned halfway through his words. His face turned pale and blue, and his stomach began to have an indescribable reaction.
"Ugh!" He vomited all over the floor and cursed in a low voice: "Fuck you, why didn't you tell me earlier!"
"Damn! Tie Ge, did you eat the fish from the cafeteria? Biao Ge didn't allow me to tell you...for fear of wasting food..."
...
In the bridal chamber, Meng Weimin felt like there was a fire in his chest and couldn't help but think too much.
There was a little more eagerness in his eyes when he looked at Ruyun. Why should he think so much when the beauty was already by his side!
"My wife!"
"Husband..." Ruyun replied shyly.
Meng Weimin gave a wicked smile, stretched out his hands and slowly lifted the veil.
......
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