Zhao Hao never considered himself a gentleman.

But today, when facing Jiang Zhiyu, every move he did not realize that he became much gentleman.

Under the reflection of the red candle, he looked at his sweetheart nervously, as if he was looking at the untainted fuchsia from the mud.

His hands trembled and gently peeled off the soft petals one by one.

For a moment, it was so white that it was dazzling.

He slowly smoothed Jiang Zhiyu's frowning brows, and her nervousness subsided a lot. Then he wrapped his hands around his neck and opened his eyes to look at him timidly.

There was a little dodging in his eyes, but it seemed to be with some encouragement.

finally.

With a moan, her white nails embedded in his skin, and her white fists pounded his back several times.

The red candle sways, and the tent rises lightly.

A pair of shadows reflected on the wall and never stopped overnight.

It was not until dawn that Jiang Zhiyu slowly fell asleep as she listened to Zhao Hao's thick heartbeat.

...

I don't know how long it took.

Zhao Hao felt his arms move, opened his eyes in a daze, and muttered with a smile: "It's only the first day, don't be so early, restrain yourself."

Although it was an "admonition" to Jiang Zhiyu, he actually felt a little unable to control himself as soon as he woke up.

Xinyu is really poisonous, especially when the two are so close, people just want to immerse themselves in the land of gentleness and never come out.

For a moment, he understood Jiang Zheng’s situation back then.

With such a beautiful woman in his arms, he almost lost his restless mind.

Back then, Jiang Zheng lived in Zhongcui Palace day and night, and even wrote a memorial!

"Restrain your head, you pressed my hair."

Jiang Zhiyu gave him a blank look, directed him to adjust his movements, and felt the air conditioner crawling into the quilt, feeling the coolness of late autumn for nothing.

A piece of arm that was as white as lotus roots stretched out from the quilt and quickly tucked the quilt tightly.

Zhao Hao felt his mouth was stalked tightly, tied the necks of the two people together, lowered his head slightly, and just faced his beautiful eyes.

Jiang Zhiyu snorted: "Don't peek."

Zhao Hao grinned: "But you have to know that we just stick to it, and the touch is more vivid than the vision."

"ah!"

Jiang Zhiyu felt her face hot, so she quickly put her head on his face to prevent him from looking at him.

Not to mention, I really can't see it.

But when I see it, I can still feel a little guilty because of the shy eyes.

Now, the last bit of guilt was gone.

Zhao Hao is not as gentle as last night this time.

Half an hour later.

It was dawning, and Zhao Hao was lying on the bed. Although there were old marks on his back last night, most of them were new injuries just now.

Jiang Zhiyu was wearing light clothes and applying ointment to his back, with a hint of anger in her voice: "Let you be gentler, if you don't listen, you can't blame me!"

Zhao Hao grinned in pain: "Who could have thought that the fox's claws hurt so much!"

"snort!"

Jiang Zhiyu snorted and expressed her anger, but thought that he could not see anything when he turned his back to him, who would he show this angry look?

Unconsciously, a smile emerged from the corner of his mouth.

The fingertips slashed, recalling yesterday's scene. When he thought of moving things, his movements became softer, and when he thought of angry things, his movements became heavy, which made Zhao Hao scream.

suddenly!

There were sounds of footsteps outside the door from far to near, and finally knocking on the door and asking the person inside to get up.

She was startled and hurriedly shrank into the bed, her voice with a hint of panic: "Why did someone break in?"

Zhao Hao looked at her with contempt: "It's a new house!"

"ha?"

"I also think the custom of our wasteland country is a bit perverted."

The new house in the deserted country is not the first night, but the next morning.

Early in the morning, guests from both men and women gathered at the door of the new house and urged the newlyweds to get up.

Of course, no matter how they shouted or knocked on the door, no one would break into the door without knowing it.

And the newcomer cannot get up immediately.

The longer you stay in bed, the deeper the relationship between the couple.

As long as you get up before Si Shi, you will be given a large red envelope to the guests outside.

However, according to folk customs, newcomers go out at the last moment before Si Shi.

On the one hand, he said that his relationship with his husband and wife was very deep, but on the other hand, he would not appear too stingy and would be blessed by everyone.

Jiang Zhiyu was shocked, her eyes wide open: "But now it's less than Chen Shi, are they going to call him for an hour?"

Zhao Hao grinned: "This is really a bit of a beast!"

"What should I do now?"

"Of course I'm going to stay in bed!"

"Then why are you still standing there? Why don't you hug me?"

“…”

Zhao Hao grinned: "But you scratched me like this just now..."

Jiang Zhiyu snorted: "You deserve it. I didn't hug me the first morning, is it true?"

Zhao Hao: "..."

I had no choice but to lie down again.

The country is fragrant in my arms, and the mountain of thorns is on my back.

Pain and happiness.

Zhao Hao looked at her provocative smile and immediately understood that he had been retaliated.

Outside the door.

Meng Longtang beat his chest and stamped his feet: "Brother Ritian, Brother Ritian! You said you can take your brothers to make money, why don't you get up after the sun is burning your butt?"

Zhou Jiufeng sneered: "Is the situation low?"

Meng Longtang was stunned for a moment: "My pattern is low? You said to me!"

Zhou Jiufeng's voice was a little proud: "Brother Ritian said that there are many people and great powers, and Brother Ritian has great magical powers. It is natural that there is no problem to take you to make money by one person, but if you give birth to a eldest nephew and the father and son take you to make money together, wouldn't that be twice the result with half the effort?"

Meng Longtang suddenly realized: "Oh! I understand! This is called sharpening a knife and chopping wood."

Zhou Jiufeng snorted: "It's not just about chopping wood, but this is just a big nephew. If you stay for a while and give birth to a nest of big nephews for you, then the speed of making money will be like a fire horse that will jump into the sky!"

"Don't say it! That's true!"

Meng Longtang suddenly frowned: "But there is something wrong!"

Zhou Jiufeng asked back: "What's wrong?"

Meng Longtang was silent for a while and pointed at his nose: "I am the funny guy!"

Everyone: "..."

After a lot of fighting, the two brothers were pulled apart, and the yard became a little lively out of thin air.

But it is obviously not good to rely on the two brothers alone.

Meng Longtang winked at Qin Zhili.

Qin Zhili immediately didn't know where to put his hands and feet, and waved his hands repeatedly: "Don't look at it if it is not polite, don't listen if it is not polite, don't say it if it is not polite!"

"You nerd, what are you afraid of when you make a new house?"

Jiang Yueqing glared at him.

Qin Zhili then walked to the door step by step, and he was a little twitching when walking. He knocked on the door and took a deep breath and said, "Brother Zhao, do you remember that you wrote a poem for the people of the deserted country for our bookstore. The lights were on the third and fifth, and it was when a man was studying. He didn't know how to study early, but he regretted studying late? It's already midday, and it's time to get up and study."

Everyone: "..."

Anyone who makes a new house like this?
To be continued...