Yang Ruoqing also looked at him who was just a few feet away, her eyes filled with tenderness and sweetness: "Of course I'm happy. Everyone helped me celebrate my birthday. What's more important is that you are still by my side. I'm so happy. You see

, I originally had no fine lines at the corners of my eyes, but now that I smile too much, fine lines have grown not only at the corners of my eyes but also at the corners of my mouth!"

She pointed at her face for him to see.

In fact, there is nothing. Her skin is still white, tender and smooth, and it breaks instantly. At the age of twenty-six, she seems to be particularly favored by time, as if she was eighteen or nineteen years old.

She is young, but not young, soft and charming, but fresh and refined.

Beneath the quiet and beautiful appearance is a persevering heart.

Luo Fengtang really lowered his head and looked at her face carefully, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" Yang Ruoqing gave him an angry look.

Could it be that the joke turned out to be true and fine lines really appeared?

Thinking of this, she felt an inexplicable panic in her heart. She quickly leaned up to the bronze mirror and was about to take a closer look when her waist suddenly tightened and he hugged her whole body.

Immediately, there was a whirlwind, and then he was pressed into the soft quilt.

"What are you doing?" she asked funnyly, looking at him above her head.

"Guess what I'm going to do." Luo Fengtang said. The fingers that had been holding the sword for a long time were slightly rough, and he gently stroked her cheek and fiddled with her hair.

Yang Ruoqing felt as if a trace of fire had been thrown into her body, and her cheeks instantly became hot.

"No, I, I, I'm about to get into trouble..."

In a panic, a woman's usual excuse blurted out.

Luo Fengtang was startled for a moment, then buried his head in her neck and chuckled.

Yang Ruoqing pushed him: "Why are you laughing? Idiot..."

Luo Fengtang stopped laughing and looked at her: "Silly girl, have you been doing two things in a month?"

Yang Ruoqing was stunned.

Banran remembered that on New Year's Eve, the two of them went crazy for a while, and then something happened.

For the next several days, he couldn't get close to her. As a result, when he came back from celebrating the New Year during the day, he went to bed and hugged her at night, all he could do was worry.

What happened yesterday just happened. Even though she took off the menstrual belt last night, he still held it in for the whole night without touching her.

She has been busy with birthday matters all day today, and she is surrounded by people, so naturally he has no chance.

It was hard to stay up until the night, and she still used such a lame excuse to shirk it. Well, this is a bit embarrassing...

"That's a lame excuse, huh?" Luo Fengtang continued to tease.

"Oh, I forgot!" Yang Ruoqing was very embarrassed, raised her hands to cover her face, and turned her back to him.

Luo Fengtang laughed softly: "It seems that without affection for a few days, my silly girl's memory will be bad. If you are successful, let your husband love you well and deepen your impression..."

This is destined to be a crazy night, and also a night of ecstasy...

…

Yang Huazhong and Sun watched Mrs. Liu cross the pond and enter the village. The couple just turned back to the yard and came to the door, planning to tidy up the main room before washing their feet and going to bed.

As for Ms. Liu, as soon as she entered the village and passed under the old maple tree at the entrance of the village, she was stopped by someone.

"Fourth Aunt, please stay!" A voice came from behind the old maple tree, and a slender and tall figure immediately appeared in front of Ms. Liu.

"Oh, Tanhualang, your sudden scream almost scared me to death!"

Mrs. Liu slapped her chest and complained to Mu Zichuan, who was walking slowly.

Under the pale moonlight, Mu Zichuan's smile was a little apologetic, "I'm sorry, I scared you, fourth aunt. Zichuan was unintentional, and I hope fourth aunt can forgive you."

Any era is an era where looks are valued, and Mu Zichuan's appearance is his advantage.

No, even though Mrs. Liu was complaining, seeing Mu Zichuan's beautiful face and Yushu Linfeng's temperament, Mrs. Liu's anger was extinguished.

"Hey, forget it, forget it, your fourth aunt told me to be open-minded and I won't argue with you!" Madam Liu waved her hand and said with a smile.

Mu Zichuan also smiled faintly. He looked at Mrs. Liu and asked, "Fourth Aunt, did you sing the birthday message I asked you to sing to Qing'er?"

When asked this question, Ms. Liu puffed up her chest proudly.

"Of course I sang it. I didn't miss every word. I sang it to Qing'er in front of her, next to her, to wish her a birthday!" Mrs. Liu said.

"Everyone in the room praised me, saying that I sang beautifully, with such a voice, such a face, and such a figure. It was a pity that I didn't go to the opera troupe to be a leading actress and become the mainstay of the entire opera troupe.

…”

"I told them that when I was at my parents' house, I had thought about learning to sing. At that time, the leader of our Liujiacun opera troupe came to our house to select people in person. My damn old man was still alive at the time, and he said

…”

Seeing Mrs. Liu chattering and not knowing where to take the topic, Muzichuan became a little anxious.

She coughed lightly and had no choice but to interrupt Mrs. Liu: "Fourth Aunt, I will listen carefully to your past when I have time in the future. It is getting late now. I just want to ask you, when you sang those birthday words,

Qing'er, what was her reaction?"

"Qing'er?" Mrs. Liu was startled for a moment, "Oh, I was just singing, and I really didn't pay attention to her reaction."

Muzichuan: "..."

Mrs. Liu suddenly slapped her thigh and laughed.

"Oh, I'm just teasing you. You don't even think about who you are entrusting to me? It's your fourth aunt and me. How can anything in this world escape my ears? How can anything escape my care?

Eyes?" Liu said.

"Qing'er, I really like this birthday message. I keep praising it for being appropriate to the occasion and well written."

"Da'an also wrote down this poem there, saying that he would write it down with a pen later..."

Mu Zichuan didn't have the intention to listen to the rest of the words, because his mind was filled with Yang Ruoqing's praise, so he responded...

Naturally, it is appropriate for the occasion, because I wrote this birthday message specially for your birthday.

"I said, Zichuan, you are really an infatuated person. Qing'er's husband and wife are loving and have children. It's impossible to see you. Why are you doing this?" Ms. Liu finished her words, "Occupational diseases

'I committed the crime, and started to dig deeper into the gossip about Mu Zichuan.

"I think back then when you kissed Qing'er's baby, it was just a verbal joke between your father and her father. Why should you take it seriously? For Qing'er, for a married woman, look at you.

I have made myself so lonely and desolate. Oh, it’s not worth it!” Mrs. Liu clicked her lips and continued.

Mu Zichuan came to his senses and was greatly embarrassed.

"Fourth Aunt, you misunderstood. I have long since given up my attachment to Qing'er. Now, because I care about the brother-sister relationship, it coincides with her birthday, so I wrote a poem to congratulate her. That's all." He explained.

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Chapter completed!