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    The new house, draped in red and colorful, is very festive, but the interior is very quiet, because it is already the dead of night.

    There were no servants keeping vigil at the new house, and they were all dismissed by the male master.

    Turning into the inner room with bright candlelight, there is a magnificent huanghuali bed. The bed is hung with a big red brocade curtain. The curtain is low, and the man's heavy breathing and the woman's charming moan can be heard.

    On the spacious bed.

    The beauty lies on her back on the red brocade quilt, her dark eyebrows are slightly furrowed like a painting, her beautiful eyes are like stars, her pink lips are biting tightly with white teeth, her cheeks are flushed, her expression seems to be painful but also faintly joyful.  A little bit of fragrant sweat oozed from her plump forehead, staining her dark hair on her temples.

    The handsome man looked distressed. He pressed down the passionate emotion in his chest, lowered his head and kissed the corners of her lips. He released the lower pink lips with his big hands, and whispered with all kinds of pity: "You  Why bite it again?"

    He also knew that his wife was doing it because of him, so he frowned and thought about it for a while, and finally became cruel and kissed her mouth, and his movements immediately became violent.

    With such a situation of neither up nor down, he was undecided, and she was also very uncomfortable, and must continue to struggle.

    The man¡¯s heart has been unable to calm down, and he is trying his best to suppress himself. There are just some things, but it is not what he wants to do.

    After this, the golden tent of the golden grandson embroidered in the golden son of the golden son was finally closed.

    Qin Liyuan called for hot water and landed on the ground with his little wife who was panting with eyes downcast. With steady steps and high energy, he walked into the bathroom to wash the two of them before returning to the inner room.

    Qin Liyuan took it upon himself to put the two of them into pajamas. He turned sideways and hugged the little girl into his arms, patted her back gently, and said softly: "I won't come now, so go to sleep."

    Zheng Yuwei's delicate body was still trembling. After a moment, she opened her watery eyes and glanced at him.

    The dim candlelight filtered into the bed from outside the curtain. The man's features were strong and powerful. He should have been intimidating to a little girl like her, but at this moment, his brows and eyes were incredibly soft, and his black eyes were full of care.

    He is no longer the second male lead in the original novel, the pillar of the country. In Zheng Yuwei's eyes now, and in the rest of her life, he has only one identity, that is, her husband.

    The big hands behind her were very unskilled, even a little clumsy, but they gently patted her back one after another, trying to comfort her.

    Zheng Yuwei felt soft in her heart. She raised her lips and smiled, put her arms around his strong waist, and promised softly: "Okay."

    She hugged his waist very lightly, but he was extremely happy. After a pause, his strong arms tightened, and he carefully protected his little wife in his arms.

    Under Qin Liyuan's comfort, Zheng Yuwei fell into a dream state and fell asleep.

    However, probably because she was too tired today, not feeling well at the moment, and because she was at a major turning point in her life, Zheng Yuwei's sleep quality was not good. Her consciousness was sometimes confused and awake, and she was half asleep and half awake most of the night.  Wander.

    Just as she fell asleep in a trance, Zheng Yuwei suddenly felt that the heavy object that had been pressing on her body was removed.

    She remembered that it was a man¡¯s arm.

    Zheng Yuwei's heart skipped a beat. She was startled and woke up completely in an instant. She opened her eyes slightly, and she just saw the back of the man stepping off the bed lightly.

    Qin Liyuan moved very lightly, and Zheng Yuwei could feel his caution from his movements.

    She lost her sleep for a moment, so she looked out through the gap in the curtain.

    Zheng Yuwei originally thought that the man was going to get up at night, but after looking over, she saw that he did not turn to the direction of the cleaning room, but went straight forward.

    At the end of Zheng Yuwei's sight is the wall on the side of the new house, where there is a raglan table with an embossed lotus pattern and a single board with an upturned head.

    On the table with yellow and red huanghuali heads, there is a pair of gilt tall candlesticks, with a pair of burning phoenix candles inserted on them.

    It was past midnight, and at this moment, the pair of big red wedding candles were almost burned out, with red wax tears gathering at the bottom. Zheng Yuwei looked over and could only see small orange flames beating.

    Qin Liyuan walked to the side of the raised desk and stood quietly. The dim candlelight shone on his face. He had a calm expression and stared at the candlestick intently.

    Zheng Yuwei's eyes suddenly became hot, and she felt so blessed that she suddenly knew what the man was going to do.

    Sure enough, after a while, the flame on a dragon and phoenix candle flickered a few times, became smaller and smaller, and finally went out.

    Qin Liyuan had already picked up the brass scissors tied with red silk on the case. At the moment when the candle was about to go out, he raised his hand and saidSo I worked hard to get it, and I lay awake in bed like this morning. This was something I had never done since I was a child.

    Qin Liyuan picked up a strand of black hair on Zheng Yuwei's fair cheeks and played with it between his fingers. He thought, in fact, this is also very good.

    This kind of leisurely joy that he had never experienced before reminded Qin Liyuan of old things in a daze. When his late father was seriously ill, he often murmured that he was sorry for him and asked him not to be too tense in the future, saying that people can only feel comfortable when they relax.

    At that time, although he tried to comfort his father, he actually didn¡¯t quite understand. The young man felt that his way of life was very good.

    To this day, Qin Liyuan can finally understand the meaning of his father's words.  When he was running around and worrying about the Qin family, he should go all out; but when he returned home, if there was a comfortable harbor for him to dock and settle down, soothing his body and mind, it would indeed be much more comfortable than before.

    Fortunately, he was able to meet her and marry her, so that the heart that had weathered the storm in his chest could find a harbor.

    Qin Liyuan's heart was filled with tenderness for a moment. He lowered his head and stared lovingly at his young wife with his handsome eyes. He lightly touched her pink cheeks with his thin lips and kissed her softly.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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