Qian Tian waved helplessly.
"Go ahead, sister is waiting for you in her room. Everything that needs to be prepared is ready."
"Go and carry my sister out of the room first. After she walks fifty steps, it means that she has been taken away by you."
"Then you can take your sister to offer tea to father. After father drinks your tea, your sister will be yours."
At this time, a matchmaker dressed extremely festively came up and waved the red ribbon in her hand ostentatiously.
He took Liu Feng and headed towards Song Ling'er's yard.
The so-called parents' orders and matchmaker's words are indispensable.
Qian Mu arranged all these things very carefully, which shows how much he valued his niece.
At this moment, the courtyard that originally belonged to Song Ling'er was more festive than ever. It was decorated very luxuriously, and there was even a red carpet in the middle.
Liu Feng walked directly along the red carpet into the side room. The matchmaker who followed him led the way with a smile on her face. After pushing the door open, he saw Song Ling'er who was dressing up with the help of two maids.
Hearing the noise, two maids hurriedly covered Song Ling'er with a red veil.
The pair of white jade-like hands were placed between the legs. When they heard the sound of the door outside, their fingers clenched even tighter. It seemed that they were extremely nervous.
At this time, Qian Tian and several people from the Qian family came in and surrounded Liu Feng. Qian Tian urged Liu Feng to quickly carry the bride on his back.
At this time, Liu Feng frowned. He hadn't even seen the bride at all, so why should he carry the bride on his back?
Liu Feng was just wondering when suddenly, the whole room erupted in exclamations.
Liu Feng noticed it the moment he entered the door.
Although the two maids were extremely fast, Liu Feng could not hide this trick from them.
"There's no bride in this room. Who should I carry?"
Hearing this, everyone was in disbelief.
Hearing Liu Feng's words, the bride sitting in front of the dressing table quickly pulled off her veil and laughed at Liu Feng.
"General Liu has a really good eye. He discovered it so quickly."
This woman was very pretty, but her every move and gesture carried a hint of seduction, intentional or unintentional.
There are only two types of people who would behave like this: either they are concubines in the front or back house, or they are the courtesans invited to the brothel to help.
The reason why Liu Feng was able to discover it so quickly is very simple.
Who is Song Ling'er? She is the living Bodhisattva of the entire Dasan Pass, busying herself every day to ensure that the people inside the pass can have a bowl of hot porridge.
How could Song Linger, who works so hard, have hands as white as mutton-fat jade?
The last time they met, Song Ling'er had burned her fingers while making porridge for the mountain people who had come from afar.
Liu Feng had thought of this a long time ago. From the moment he met more than a dozen masters holding martial arts sticks at the gate, he realized that it would not be so easy to take the bride away.
So I became nervous after entering the mansion.
Always paying attention to what might happen, he knew that this marriage would not be that easy, so he had been keeping an eye on it.
But they also put a lot of thought into it. The woman they chose to pretend to be Song Ling'er was very beautiful, with a figure and voice similar to Song Ling'er.
If Liu Feng had not paid special attention to it, he would have been fooled like this.
"The bride is here."
Suddenly, another matchmaker's voice was heard outside the yard.
A sedan chair carried by four people came in.
Song Linger, dressed as a bride, was sitting on the
Liu Feng walked over with a smile, and immediately put his arms around her gently.
Since she is your bride, what are you waiting for? Carry her away quickly. This is a sign of good fortune.
Besides, if Song Ling'er is included, among his wives, Song Ling'er has the hottest figure.
Liu Feng could even feel that by night, he would definitely be able to bury his face in her chest.
But this is not the time to think about consummating the marriage.
There are still many things to do at the Qian family.
"General Liu, is Ling'er heavy? Is she pressing on you?"
Song Ling'er on Liu Feng's back was very excited and nervous at this time, but also very shy. She hugged Liu Feng very tightly and asked questions slowly, her voice full of magnetism.
Liu Feng was shocked. No way, could this sentence also be a custom?
Or was it something he had discussed with Qian Tian in advance, to dig a hole for himself?
But to be honest, this is not just pressure. The two lumps of soft flesh on his back have long made Liu Feng unbearable.
But when he thought about the many things that happened during the wedding reception today, Liu Feng became worried again. He was most afraid of dealing with these trivial matters.
Fortunately, the matchmaker next to her chuckled and quickly patted Song Ling'er on the shoulder.
You are a bride now, and there are no elders in your husband's family, so you should change your words.
The matchmaker was sensible and reminded him: "Why are you still calling me General Liu? Change your name! The general's parents are deceased, and so are yours. Now that you are on the general's back, you are his."
Song Ling'er hummed shyly twice, hesitated for a long time, and then opened her mouth and leaned close to Liu Feng's ear, and then the fairy music and the fragrant breeze came to his ears.
Liu Feng's legs almost went weak. This girl, no way.
Liu Feng's bones were so soft at this time. The word "husband" almost made him jump up on the spot, and then he started to do it on the spot.
Song Ling'er was truly terrifying. Although this voice was not deliberately meant to be seductive or to be seductively reversed, it was pure and filled with shame.
Without any other factors, it is charming to the core!
I can’t bear it, I really can’t bear it!
Thanks to Liu Feng who fights in the arms of his wives every day and is very experienced, otherwise, who could bear such a simple sound?
If it were any other man, his legs would have gone weak by now and he would have laid there in surrender.
Is Liu Feng scared? No way, if he marries a witch home, he won’t be able to take care of her.
Among the wives in the family, only Wu Xiangyue is serious. Apart from her, none of them is a demon. If Song Ling'er, who is usually dignified and virtuous, is a demon at night and a good housekeeper during the day like the sisters of the Mu family, he will have a hard time.
If they sit together and talk about some new things, they will come up with some new ideas.
Good things, good things.
My happy life is really endless.
Liu Feng couldn't wait to have his wedding night.
"My dear husband, I have been eating too much recently and I am making you tired."
"No, it's not heavy at all, but it feels a bit uncomfortable on my back. It should be very comfortable if I touch it with my hands."
Hearing this, Song Linger's face instantly turned red to the neck.
She began to fantasize that the general was a martial arts expert and must be great in other aspects as well. Would she be able to handle him?
Liu Feng didn't want to think so much at this time. He just wanted to take his people back to Siwa Village as soon as possible.
Song Linger giggled when she heard it and leaned her head on Liu Feng's shoulder with peace of mind.
The strands of fragrant hair kept touching the side of his neck inadvertently as Liu Feng walked up and down his steps.
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