Absurd

The bathroom floor was full of water, a mess.

The tip of his tongue gently brushed across the petals, causing a shudder. Liang Qingqing's whole body was stiff, and she was forced to bear the force in front of her and below her. All her vitals were tightly grasped by him, her heart was beating rapidly, and the boiling blood rushed to her limbs.

She didn't get a moment's respite until she lost all her strength and became drowsy and unconscious.

Fan Yanxing picked her up, who was breathing heavily, and easily lifted her buttocks out of the bathtub. Water drops entangled Liang Qingqing's body, slid over her snow-white peaks, and slowly fell to the ground. She leaned on him lazily, letting him wipe her wetness with a big towel without temper, and then wrapped her whole body with a thick coat, leaving only a pair of slender legs.

When he finished wiping and simply put on shorts, she naturally stretched out her hand to signal him to hold her. The latter lowered his eyes and smiled, picked her up horizontally, and walked out of the bathroom quickly.

The night wind blew, and Liang Qingqing couldn't help but shiver because of the cold air. Her long black hair brushed his arm, causing a slight itch. He smiled helplessly, and bent his slender body down, allowing her to press her cold little face against his neck.

After a while, the two finally entered the wedding room. What caught their eyes was a large area of ​​red, like a flame burning in the night, which made people feel happy and excited. He put her on the bed and looked down at her.

The bright red quilt with the image of a bird playing in the water set off her skin, which was whiter than snow.

She was more beautiful than a flower. Just one glance was enough to make people lose control. Fan Yanxing's breathing became rapid, and the corners of his eyes were dyed red. The emotions in his eyes became deeper and darker. He leaned down, raised her small chin with his fingers, and before she could come to her senses, he covered her beautiful and soft lips.

Both of them had just finished bathing, and they exuded the same fragrance. The more they entangled, the stronger the fragrance became, which was a good thing to add interest.

He kissed her hard, and she endured it in a daze, her breath was uneven, and she could only grasp his waist pitifully, whimpering and complaining: "Don't rub me, it hurts."

Fan Yanxing coaxed her very patiently, whispering softly in her ear: "Don't rub, it will hurt more later."

"..."

She frowned, scratched his waist and back with her nails, and slowly left scratches on his skin, but he seemed not to feel the pain, and his face did not change.

"Hurry up!" For her, it is better to suffer a short pain than a long one. Instead of procrastinating, it is better to solve the problem at once.

Hearing Liang Qingqing's urging with a crying voice, Fan Yanxing became nervous instead, and his Adam's apple rolled up and down, using a hot kiss to divert her attention.

In an instant, her whole body was dyed pink, her face buried in his arms, extremely shy, powerlessly looking up, breathing heavily, longing for air like a drowning fish.

Her fingertips unconsciously slid across his Adam's apple, inexplicably carrying a hint of ambiguous urging, Fan Yanxing smiled in his heart, as she wished.

Liang Qingqing sobbed and sobbed, her slender neck was emitting a charming and voluptuous glow, her soft and graceful body was blooming on the wedding quilt, her legs were almost straight, and her hands consciously reached for the quilt.

Fan Yanxing looked down and saw a fair wrist swaying in front of him. The red and white contrast made him want to grab her hand and play with it carefully. Thinking of this, he did so. He stretched out his hand and took it into his palm, holding his fingers tightly.

"I love you, Qingqing."

The sweet words of love were like a catalyst, allowing her to gradually taste the wonderful taste of it, and even took the initiative to pester him, until things gradually got out of her control, she regretted it.

But it was too late to regret.

"No, okay? Let's go to sleep?"

A pair of wet beauty's eyes turned red like rabbits, as if she had suffered a great injustice, and even her tender red lips were bitten with teeth marks. When she spoke, her tone was tender and soft, and Wu Nong's soft words were a bit charming. In addition, she deliberately softened her tone, and her beautiful and seductive fox eyes stared at him, which made people feel soft.

"Be good, hold on a little longer."

Hold on a little longer? Do you want to hear what nonsense you are talking about? It's almost dawn, it's almost dawn!!!

The candlelight was clearly extinguished, and two overlapping figures were reflected on the wall, ambiguous and charming.

The sunlight shines through the window onto the two sleeping people, bringing a special warmth. Due to last night's recklessness, they woke up extra late today.

Fan Yanxing slowly opened his eyes and looked at the strange yet familiar ceiling in confusion. Before he could come to his senses, the pain in his arms made his brows wrinkle slowly. Just as he was about to get up and rub it, he noticed that there was still a naked figure entangled in his arms. The lower part was still hot, and he could feel the stickiness inside with a slight movement.

His mind, which was still a little sleepy, suddenly became alert. He curled the corners of his lips imperceptibly, hugged her waist, and slowly moved his fingertips upwards, gently stroking there, feeling the incredible softness.

"Stop it."

The girl who was still asleep muttered, pouting her red lips, and raised her hand to slap him on the face, leaving a crisp slap sound.

Fan Yanxing was stunned, and was stunned for a long time before he smiled and pinched her soft flesh as if punishing her, and whispered to himself: "You little conscienceless person, I served you well yesterday, but now you turn your face against me?"

But it was obvious that the "culprit" would not respond to his accusation at all. Fortunately, Fan Yanxing did not want to hear the answer. After lying on the bed for a while, he got out of bed, put on a sweater refreshed, washed up, and went straight to the kitchen.

He specially asked people to keep a few dishes at the wedding banquet, just to prevent the situation of not being able to get up on the first day of marriage.

While Liang Qingqing was still asleep, he heated up the dishes and kept them warm in the pot, then went to sweep the yard again before returning to the room to wake her up.

"The sun is shining on your butt." His big hand gently slapped her buttocks, again and again, with great patience.

Liang Qingqing turned over impatiently to avoid his slapping, frowned, and opened her eyes reluctantly. When she spoke, her voice was hoarse, "What are you doing?"

"It's time to eat, get up quickly." Fan Yanxing took out the clothes that he had warmed up in advance from the quilt and raised his chin to her, but she stretched out her hand to him lazily as if she had no bones, and said softly and coquettishly, "I don't want to move, can you help me put on clothes?"

As she spoke, her eyes closed again.

Helplessness flashed across Fan Yanxing's eyes, but he simply couldn't refuse such a lovely wife, so he obediently reached out his hand to help her put on her clothes, but he teased: "You refused to let me see it last night, why are you willing to do it today?"

"I still don't want to do it today, but I'm lazy." Liang Qingqing's words were so righteous that they blocked all his ridicule. He could only smile indulgently and pinch her face.

She didn't feel it when she was sitting at first, but when she stood up to put on her pants, the pain between her legs almost killed her. After she finally recovered, she slapped Fan Yanxing a few times in annoyance, snorted and complained, "I told you to be gentler and slower, but you didn't listen. Now I can't walk." "I

'm sorry." Fan Yanxing admitted his mistake quickly. Seeing her pouting and looking like she was about to cry, he couldn't help but show a trace of anxiety between his brows, "Did I rub it for you?"

After saying that, his palm stroked her legs, and Liang Qingqing was so embarrassed that she stepped back and stammered, "No, no need. It's okay. I'm hungry. Let's go eat."

After the voice fell, she quickly put on her slippers and ran out the door.

In the kitchen, Fan Yanxing had prepared hot water, towels and toiletries. After Liang Qingqing finished washing up, the two of them sat at the dining table. They hadn't eaten alone for a long time, and they were a little uncomfortable, but they were still happy to be alone.

"Mom and Dad will leave for Beijing the day after tomorrow morning. We will go to see them off then." Fan Yanxing mentioned this casually when he remembered it. Liang Qingqing nodded, "My mother has prepared a lot of specialties. I will bring them to the county tomorrow."

When the Fan family first visited, they brought a lot of things. Ma Xiuzhi didn't like to owe favors to others, so she had been busy these days. In addition to helping them prepare the wedding banquet, she was also thinking about collecting various local specialties.

By the way, another thing is to take care of Fan Yajun's twin children. She likes them very much. Not only does she feed them water and food herself, she even takes the two children to sleep for a night. It seems that she wants to take them home directly.

Seeing her like this, Liang Qingqing couldn't help but make a joke, and she was induced to give birth invisibly. She was so scared that she dared not say anything from then on. Having children? She has no such plan at present, but she also has no intention of deliberately taking contraception. Everything goes with the flow. If she is pregnant, she will have it, otherwise she will wait.

Regarding this matter, she asked Fan Yanxing, and he had the same idea as her. He even said that she didn't want to have children if she didn't want to. Liang Qingqing was shocked and relieved at the same time.

Her husband is a very good man.

After dinner, the two of them, relying on their wedding leave and the fact that they were newly married, stayed in their room and read books. They read biographies of people that Liang Qingqing liked relatively much. When they saw a plot that interested them, they asked Fan Yanxing to tell her the allusions and the stories behind it.

He followed her preferences without getting bored. Fortunately, he could tell a thing or two about most of the plots, so the atmosphere did not become awkward. However, as they watched, the distance between them became closer and closer until their lips touched.

A man and a woman who have just started to have sex are like dry wood meeting a raging fire, which will catch fire at a touch.

Fan Yanxing was not a gentleman in this regard. His attack was fierce and unstoppable. She tried to hide back when they were entangled. However, she felt his rough fingertips pressing on the back of her neck and rubbing it slowly. He didn't use much strength, but he made her unable to escape. She was willing to indulge in the spring.

"Close your eyes."

His thin lips pressed on her eyelashes. The voice that came out of his mouth was hoarse and sexy, very tempting, making her close her eyes involuntarily. Their noses were touching each other, their breathing was disordered, and their faces were full of shame.