"boom!"
The door slammed shut in front of her, and the two of them disappeared inside.
Bai He was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he covered his mouth with joy.
Judging from this rhythm, it seems that the general is about to consummate his marriage with the lady.
It was really gratifying, and she had to tell Madam the good news as soon as possible.
In the room, before reaching the bed, Long Xuan couldn't wait to put Lin Qingyuan on the table.
All the tea bowls and cups on the table were swept to the ground, making a series of noises.
Lin Qingyuan, who was already in a daze, heard the noise and was about to get up when she was pushed back. Then, the man's body covered her and continued the unfinished business in the carriage.
Halfway through, Lin Qingyuan stared in confusion, "Aren't you and Long Chi brothers?"
Long Xuan had his arrow on the string, sweating profusely. Hearing the words, he paused and said, "So what?"
Lin Qingyuan glanced at him, swallowed suddenly, and said in confusion: "Why is yours different from his? His..." She tilted her head and thought for a moment, then murmured in a low voice.
The veins on Long Xuan's forehead twitched, he pinched her cheek, his eyes narrowed dangerously, "Have you seen other people's?"
Lin Qingyuan was in pain, her consciousness returned a little, and she said honestly: "No, I just saw him once by chance..."
Long Xuan was ready to strangle her to death, and any trace of pity he had for her was gone.
Bai He kept vigil outside the house in case the two masters needed water.
In the silence of the night, she suddenly heard a scream from the young lady, followed immediately by the sound of crying and yelling.
"Long Xuan, you bastard, be gentler... woo woo!"
The cry sounded particularly scary. If she hadn't known that the two were consummating their marriage tonight, she would have thought that the young lady had been beaten by the general.
When she heard the sound getting louder, she quickly covered her ears and walked into the yard.
…
Besides, when she was restless in her new house on the ninth day of the lunar month, her wedding night finally came.
After the guests dispersed, it was already very late when Lu Tingchen came back.
He walked into the new house smelling of alcohol.
However, he did not rush in, but leaned against the door and looked at his bride.
Chujiu was sitting upright by the bed, wearing a bright red gauze skirt, meandering on the ground, like red lotuses blooming.
Her plain face was made as bright as mist, and a pair of plain white hands were clasped together and resting on her knees.
It was a very obedient and dignified movement, but it was obvious that she was nervous at this time.
There was a ripple in Lu Tingchen's dark eyes, and he suddenly chuckled, turned around and closed the door.
There was a gentle knocking sound, but Chujiu was startled.
Her cold eyes were filled with panic. When she saw the man in a bright red wedding robe approaching, her heart suddenly felt like a deer and she sat up straighter.
"Ajiu..."
Lu Tingchen stood still in front of her.
Meeting his dark eyes, Chujiu felt panicked and blushed. She quickly lowered her head and stared at the hem of his robe, not daring to look anywhere. She tensed her body and didn't dare to move.
"Are you nervous?" Lu Tingchen asked softly, his eyes falling on the top of her hair.
"No." Chujiu replied quickly.
"Then why don't you look at me?" Lu Tingchen asked again.
The ninth day of the lunar month: “…”
Lu Tingchen suddenly stretched out his hand and wanted to hold her face. However, before his hand could touch her, his wrist tightened suddenly and Chujiu held it tightly.
She stared at him with wary eyes, but her voice was trembling, "What do you want to do?"
Lu Tingchen was stunned, "I want to touch you..."
Before he finished speaking, he was thrown onto the bed by Chujiu.
He lay on the couch, blinking his dark eyes, somewhat unresponsive.
(End of chapter)