It was a familiar room for him, and he had slept in this bed last night.
But there seems to be something different.
He Zheng controlled his pounding heart.
Brother Heart, please give me some face and stop beating so wildly.
He Zheng clenched his fist and knocked it against his chest a few times.
He suspected that if his heart continued to beat so loudly, Erhe would hear it, and that would be so embarrassing for him.
Erhe lowered her head.
One day, the shy bride felt her neck was a little sore after pretending to be nice, but He Zheng didn't say anything. She couldn't wait any longer, so she turned her sore neck and raised her head at the same time.
"You're just going to stand there and not move?"
I've never heard of a bride taking the initiative on her wedding night.
"Then you stand. I'm going to take a shower and get ready for bed."
Seeing Erhe packing her clothes and holding them in her arms, He Zheng seemed to have just woken up from a dream and quickly took a big step forward, "No, wife, let's talk first."
The yellow light of the incandescent lamp creates a somewhat ambiguous atmosphere.
He Zheng drank some wine, his eyes moving down from Erhe's delicate eyebrows to her pink lips. His Adam's apple rolled, "No, no more talking. Can I kiss you?"
All day long he had been hearing people say how beautiful the bride was.
He Zheng felt elated, thinking that they were now in their new house, having just held their wedding. He would take her home and Erhe would be his legitimate wife.
He could hug her, kiss her, and do the most intimate things with her.
Only he can.
He Zheng felt that the blood in his body was boiling.
I saw Erhe's long eyelashes trembling again, as if a butterfly was resting there.
He couldn't bear it any longer and hugged the person in his arms.
He lowered his head to find Erhe's red lips and pressed his lips hard against them.
Two figures leaning against each other were reflected on the window.
Erhe's body softened and she fell into He Zheng's arms.
She was wrong.
As the bride, there was no need for her to take the initiative on her wedding night.
She also underestimated men's instincts.
He Zheng kissed her and his hands became unruly.
"Erhe, Erhe,"
Without unbuttoning the cotton-padded jacket, he put his hands directly into the hem and moved all the way up.
He Zheng was shocked by the delicate feeling of the tentacles.
Be careful not to overwrite somewhere.
Erhe didn't expect him to be so direct, and couldn't help but let out a soft murmur.
He Zheng couldn't bear it any longer, so he pulled his hand back reluctantly, picked the person up and carried him horizontally onto the bed.
Two small hands pressed against his chest, Erhe turned her head away from his kiss, "I haven't showered yet."
Although the weather was cold, Erhe had been covered up for a whole day. She felt that she couldn't get over the psychological barrier and had to wash herself clean.
"Okay, take a shower first."
He Zheng pecked her lips a few more times, and saw Erhe's cheeks turned red because of him, and she became more and more beautiful. He was not in a hurry, as it was still early and the night was still long.
Erhe originally thought that she could just walk out on her own.
Unexpectedly, He Zheng insisted on carrying her out. The cottage was next to their room, but they still needed to go out through the main door. The guests outside had all left. Village Chief He and Wang Xiu had been busy all day and were ready to pack up and go back to their room to sleep.
Just then, He Zheng came out holding Erhe.
The four of them met each other.
"Hey, why don't you take a break?" Although she asked this, Wang Xiu was actually a little embarrassed. Although these were all normal things, she always felt it was not appropriate to say them out loud.
Afraid that Erhe would be shy, Wang Xiu just stared at her son and asked.
He Zheng raised the corner of his mouth, "Let's go take a shower."
"How about taking a bath?"
Wang Xiu wondered why two people should go together to take a bath.
Then I thought, why does she care so much? Young people are so creative.
She just pretended not to know.
"Well, go ahead."
Erhe didn't want to say anything anymore. She just buried her head in He Zheng's arms and pretended to be dead.
It was nothing.
He Zheng carried her out.
Unexpectedly, Wang Xiu suddenly had an idea and said, "The weather is cold, you should also be careful not to catch a cold."
Erhe: “…”
It’s just a shower, mother-in-law, are you thinking too much?
still?
Is she thinking too much?
"Mom, Erhe is thin-skinned, please stop talking."
He Zheng's cheeks were also red. After he finished speaking, he asked his parents to go to bed early, and he carried Erhe into the small house next door.
Firewood was neatly stacked against the wall, which was used for boiling the pot. The water tank next to it was also full. He Zheng had prepared all of these things properly. He put Erhe on the stool next to him, started adding water to the pot, and ran to the stove to light the fire.
Wait until the water is hot.
He Zheng reached in and tried it first, "It's okay, you can wash it."
Erhe looked at him and said, "Go back to your room. I'll call you when I'm done washing."
He Zheng touched his nose, looked at her and said, "I don't want to leave, Erhe, you are my wife, I, I, I won't leave, okay?"
"I don't think so."
She was taking a shower and He Zheng was watching her?
It's too bad.
He Zheng racked his brains to fight for himself, "Then, I'll show you when I take a shower."
This is fair, right?
"I don't want to see it."
"But," He Zheng lowered his head, looking aggrieved, "I want to see..."
Erhe: “…”
…
It is hard to imagine that they were discussing this matter on their wedding night.
Finally, the two of them took a step back.
He Zheng sat downstairs and made a fire.
Erhe takes a bath in the pot.
After thinking it through, I didn't feel uncomfortable at all. After all, he was my husband, and I had to do more intimate things with him.
And this body...
She is thin where she should be thin, and has flesh where she should be fat, and she has a good figure.
The skin is also good.
Be more confident, having this figure is already very good.
The water was running as she applied soap and then scrubbed it with a towel.
He Zheng sat on a small stool. Under the light of the flame, his face became redder and hotter. The temperature directly burned him so much that sweat covered his forehead.
I told myself not to think about it, but my mind was full of inappropriate images.
Especially you can hear the sound of splashing water.
Something warm came out of my nose.
I reached out and felt two lines of blood.
He Zheng panicked and quickly wiped the blood off.
Be more promising, He Zheng!
Why is he like a young boy?
I got a nosebleed without seeing anything.
Erhe took a bath diligently and her body was not very dirty. She finished washing quickly, dried her body, and then put on loose clothes.
"Are you okay?" He Zheng judged from her voice that she should be okay.
Without waiting for Erhe's agreement, he stood up and rushed to the front, and began to take off his clothes while talking, "I'll wash too, it will be quick."
Erhe had just picked up the clothes she had taken off, and when she looked up, she saw He Zheng standing naked in front of her.
"……you,"
"Wait for me, I'm quick, really."
He Zheng scratched his head and quickly stepped into the big iron pot to take a bath.
Erhe picked up her clothes and walked out, but her mind kept popping up images that she shouldn't have thought of.
Just a quick glance.
What...
He Zheng is pretty good.
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