Yang Huazhong sighed with emotion on his face, "Chang Geng and Gui Hua are not feeling very happy. The Ning family has a great business, and Xiaoyu, the daughter, has passed away. It is not so easy to be a young lady."

Sun said: "What's the use of saying these words now?"

"Everyone has already been married. Besides, that's how fate has arranged it."

Hearing her parents' worried words, Yang Ruoqing couldn't help but pick up the conversation.

"Father, mother, actually you don't need to worry so much about Xiaoyu," she said.

"First of all, Xiao Yu is no longer the country girl from Changping Village who only knew how to wash, cook and take care of the vegetable garden."

"In the past few years, in Xiushui Town in the south, light rain can stand alone."

"The business of our restaurant and dealing with all the local forces are all handled by Xiaoyu."

"I spend most of my time at home. In terms of business, I also focus on the capital and county areas."

"So, Xiaoyu is a capable woman. Since she has the ability to marry into the Ning family, which has a great business, and can capture Ning Su's heart, she will definitely be able to hold her position as the young lady."

After hearing what Yang Ruoqing said, Yang Huazhong also nodded in agreement.

"Yes, God's arrangements are always reasonable," he said.

"We won't discuss this matter anymore. Everyone has his own way to go. Let's just go our own way." He added.

Yang Ruoqing smiled happily and took Sun's arm: "Mom, it's getting late, so let's go over and let dad go to bed early."

Mrs. Sun nodded, and gave Yang Huazhong a few more words. After receiving Yang Huazhong's assurance, Mrs. Sun followed Yang Ruoqing to the yard next door.

…

Old Yang's house, in Yang Yongzhi's house.

One is a vigorous man who has experienced nectar after a long drought, and the other is a shy woman who is having sex for the first time.

Although it was freezing cold, the two people in the bed were naked as if they were fighting, but some things were going on in full swing.

Movement generated energy, and Yang Yongzhi was so hot that he was sweating profusely. Finally, he simply took off the quilt.

He grabbed Zhao Liuer's two snow-white thighs underneath him and put them on his shoulders.

Holding Zhao Liuer's waist with both hands, he threw away his arms, straightened his waist, and opened it up to break in and hit...

Zhao Liuer lives up to his name, and his waist is really like a willow tree.

It was thin and soft, and it was held tightly by Yang Yongzhi's big hands, which were used to holding axes and wood saws, as if it would be broken if it was a little stronger.

Her powdery face is full of spring, and her dark cloud-like hair is a bit messy, dripping with fragrant sweat and sticking to her pretty face and shoulders.

Yin Tao's little mouth let out one unbearable squeak after another, which severely stimulated Yang Yongzhi's vision and hearing.

He went crazy, transformed into a crazy old man, and pushed the wooden cart crazily.

'Crunch, crunch, crunch...'

The wedding bed made an unbearable cry.

This was mixed with Zhao Liuer's cry, and the room suddenly became lively...

When all this was over, Yang Yongzhi held Zhao Liuer in his arms.

Zhao Liu'er hooked her hands around Yang Yongzhi's neck and pressed her face tightly against his chest. The corners of the woman's eyes and brows were all filled with shyness and satisfaction after she was satisfied.

"Brother Yongzhi, thank you." She suddenly said softly.

Yang Yongzhi was startled for a moment, then lowered his head and glanced at the woman in his arms.

"Thank me for what?" he asked, his eyes brushing over her fair shoulders, and there was a hint of fascination in his eyes.

"In this kind of thing, happiness is mutual, so I should also thank you." He said.

Zhao Liuer's face instantly turned red, but she shook her head slightly.

"No, that's not what I meant when I said thank you," she said.

"Oh? Which one are you referring to?" Yang Yongzhi asked curiously.

Zhao Liuer raised her head and looked into his eyes.

"On the wedding night, I accidentally fell asleep."

"You clearly didn't touch me, but the fourth aunt came over the next day to collect that, that veil."

"The blood on it is not red. Is it because you cut your finger and got the blood on it?" she asked.

Yang Yongzhi smiled, "Yeah."

Zhao Liuer's eyes were suddenly moved.

"I didn't understand these things originally. It was only when my aunt asked me privately when I came home today that I remembered them."

"Brother Yongzhi, thank you so much for trusting me and silently safeguarding my innocence..."

Yang Yongzhi leaned down and kissed Zhao Liuer on the forehead.

"You are my wife, of course I have to protect your innocence."

"I have been married once, so I naturally know these rules. I also know that if there is no red on the veil, it will have a big impact on your future in our old Yang family,"

"Also, even if the situation at that time was that we didn't get married, I didn't want to waste time talking to my grandma, so I might as well make a direct decision." He said.

After hearing all this, Zhao Liuer was even more moved.

"Brother Yongzhi, you are so kind to me."

"Haha, I promised your brother that I will take good care of you."

"Ah? Do you treat me well just to give my brother an explanation?"

"No, no, no, Liu'er, don't get me wrong, you are my wife, I treat you well, it's only natural and right!"

"Okay, I believe you, brother Yongzhi, don't be nervous!" Zhao Liuer smiled sweetly.

"Well, does your finger wound still hurt? Let me see..."

In the tent, the atmosphere is warm, sweet, and ambiguous...

at the same time.

Separated by a wall, behind a certain hole, an eye could see without blinking.

Yes, this person is Yang Yongqing.

Although the curtain fell down, Yang Yongqing could not see clearly how sex was done inside, but the movement made his imagination expand and fly infinitely.

Occasionally, one or two pieces of women's obscene clothes and red bellybands can be thrown out from the closed tent...

This was even more exciting, causing all the blood in Yang Yongqing's body to roar, and even his eyes turned red.

One hand was touching the wall, trying hard to put his eyes through the hole. The other hand subconsciously reached under the belt of his pants and groped between his legs...

By the time the clouds on Yang Yongzhi's side cleared and the rain cleared, and Ming Jin's troops retreated, Yang Yongqing's side had already made two rounds.

The movement next door gradually disappeared, and Yang Yongqing lay back on the bed like a deflated ball.

A man stared at the tent ceiling with his eyes open.

I still don’t understand how these three brothers and three sisters-in-law have sex, but I have made my dick swollen.

There was a complete confusion and unknown about physiology, which gave rise to Yang Yongqing's fear.

Recently, he feels like he is sick.

I often wake up in the middle of the night with a very suffocating and painful feeling, and then I go to pee, but nothing comes out.

But when I woke up in the morning, I wet the bed again.
Chapter completed!