Chapter 4: : Spring Breeze Again

In the past two days, the seasons have ended, and the family has a wife and a newly-wed Yaner. He naturally wants to accompany him, but the man just stays in the study for a day, except for lunch and lunch.
So he looked at her, and she read for a day.
As night falls, thousands of lights are on.
Xu Mo was lying on a chaise longue after bathing, her black hair was still silky, and she draped it freely, pouring it down, and water droplets dripped.
The man deliberately stepped in when he entered the door, his eyes fell on the man, and he moved away for a moment, went around the cabinet and took out a piece of parchment.
The head was held up and raised, and the girl slowly opened her eyes. The two face to face, feeling that they were resting on his leg, struggling to get up, but held down.
"Princess, it ’s easy to have a headache before sleeping." Ji Rufeng said softly, and he had internal force in his hands to dry.
Xu Mo saw that he could only let him fiddle with it and pouted, "I didn't sleep."
On hearing that, the man's lips slightly ticked, "Yes, you didn't sleep."
She was drowned in words, making the girl's face a crimson, like a red plum breaking through the snow, especially touching.
Those who had been watching her naturally saw this scene, the throat knot rolled, and her mouth was very dry. They hadn't been in the same room for several days since that day, and he showed that kind of meaning a little and she hid far away.
Later, when I opened some books, I learned that the woman was not very thin or even painful when she first learned about love. Therefore, large families would personally choose people with stable personality and patience as waiters. And he disdain to study those flattering things, reckless and indulgent that day, she was naturally afraid.
But today, he can't bear it.
Hair was dried, and Ji Rufeng pulled out the wrapped parcels, set them aside, stood up, and hugged them horizontally.
"I ... I don't want to sleep yet." Xu Mo licked his lips and curled up.
Ji Rufeng walked to the bed a few steps and put the person down, saying, "Don't sleep, we don't sleep." Again, it meant an unknown repetition, making the person unable to stop shaking.
Where did Xu Mo fail to understand what he meant? Her scorching eyes scared her so much that she spoke intermittently and unclearly, "I don't want to ..." but was held back by a finger to blurt out.
"Mo'er, we are husband and wife, and the incident of Dunlun is inevitable, not to mention that I'm very young, and I didn't feel uncomfortable without you. Since that night, it's really difficult to hold back." As she spoke, her hands slowly faded away from her pink nightdress.
At this time Xu Mo was thinking that as a modern man, he was always oppressed by an ancient man, and he had no ability to resist at all, and he was a little unwilling.
The nightdress was removed, leaving only the long chest-wrapped dress, and she did a very frustrating thing.
Ji Ru was frustrated for two seconds. Just now the man quickly wrapped the quilt into a ball, rolled to the innermost side of the bed, his eyes locked on him, full of defense.
Xu Mo also knows that this is not good, but she is afraid! This small body is a minor in modern times, and their models are seriously incompatible. What's more terrible is that the first son like the breeze and the bright moon is very different in the watch. She seemed to be demolished in those two days. The same.
Hey! The pitiful girl in ancient times!
But she flashed in her, the man sneaked up, opened the man's only circle of protection, and asked softly, "Afraid of what?"
Xu Mo looked at the approaching person with a gentle look, but she felt cautious.
...
Being pressed under him again, Xu Mo has given up resisting. There is a huge disparity in power between men and women. She was caught by him directly like a puppet, without much effort.
"You tap."
The man said a hum, and kissed her on the side of her neck. The answer was rather perfunctory.
Once again stretched, still painful, Xu Momei's eyes Yingying with tears, born with a small pelvic bone, there is also small, naturally it is extremely difficult to do.
Once again being a sucker as small as a sucker, Ji Rufeng only knew how hard it was to restrain, but he saw that man's pale face and his brows locked, but he couldn't bear it, soothed her, held his slightly lip, rolled Licking, rubbing the soft white plump hands, until she finally relaxed, she broke in and moved.
Xu Mo was hit like a pool of spring water, without any energy, he could only cling to him and float.
...
"No, no more, enough ..." The girl knelt down on the bed, covered with a layer of pale powder, her eyes were clear and the water was misty.
His buttocks were held up and raised by the man. In this position, the man could clearly see the thick giant walking freely through the two small and delicate petals.
"You ... promised ... as long as ... once." The woman hummed, crying without tears, and the turbulent tide would almost subvert her.
The man panted, without stopping, "as the wind has sworn."
This utterance was an understatement, and the girl put her face on the quilt, but was resentful but could not do anything about it.
The man behind her called her name affectionately, Moer Moer said again and again. Who would have thought that the first son of the world-famous bedboy, Zhixue, was so wild and endless.
...
When he was young, all the men were silent, and after a violent shock, the man slowly withdrew from the girl. Looking at the slightly red and swollen flower hole, a little annoyed.
The white thing slowly slipped out from there, making the original messy sheets even more obscene.
Looking at it, the lower abdomen was tight again.
Ji Rufeng looked at his unconvinced little brother. His wife was so tired. Naturally, he could no longer beastulous, but could only hold people slowly and walk towards the bathroom.
...
Because Hugh Mu did not have to go to the early dynasty, Ji Rufeng also accompanied his wife to sleep late.
When the two finished washing and went to have a meal, one swept away the depression for a few days and smiled, and the other walked slowly and slowly, with frowns and pity.
Ji Rufeng wanted to hold her but was rejected by her. There are not many servants in the house, but they are not too few. They are not in line with the rules.
After a brief meal, Xu Mo went to the study again.
For the first time, Ji Rufeng looked at the large study room and got resentful. He liked her, but she had no heart. Jing Guo's national conditions, destined to share wives, women are mostly ruthless, men have been educated since childhood, don't put too much thought on women, you can keep her as a pet, but you ca n’t be emotional, but he just controls Live your own heart.
"Mor, the weather is very good today, do we want to go out and walk around?"
The girl who was rubbing her hands next time, holding the table slowly to get up, the soreness between her waist and legs made her uncomfortable. She remembered that they were really too childish to get along with their parents. Jing Guo's situation and royal majesty were a little unfair to him.
"Let's change the day! Brother Huang has built a Yangxin Pavilion in Fuzhong, the scenery is good, let's go there!"
Seeing that she did not agree, she did not refuse decisively. Ji Rufeng smiled and froze, bypassing the table and holding her, she would go out.
Xu Mo was inconvenient to walk, so he let him hold. I thought to myself: Fortunately, this deity is not good, and she is a princess. No one except the emperor dares to put pressure on her. A man is so uncomfortable that she will surely die in bed.
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