Chapter 253 I can tolerate it
The candle flame flickered and crackled softly. The light is dimmed and softened by the red surroundings.
The man's gaze was so hot that Yu Tingwan's breathing was stagnant, and she was digging her fingertips into the quilt, not knowing how to place them.
She bit her lip and turned her head slightly, her peripheral vision falling on the coffee table outside the bedside. There were verdant evergreens, and peanuts dyed red and green hung on the green leaves.
At this critical moment, Yu Tingwan was actually in a trance.
She first married into the Wei family. Wei Zhao was in poor health and his family was poor, so everything at the wedding banquet was kept simple. There was a large banquet table, but all the parents-in-law who could prepare were prepared.
Among them is Dieffenbachia.
Dieffenbachia means longevity, and peanuts mean more children and more blessings.
But Wei Zhao was so irritating that he grabbed peanuts one after another while others were in danger.
Not eating yet!
waste!
At that time, Yu Tingwan never thought that one day Wei Zhao would prepare these and hang them one by one.
He always acted thoughtfully.
Perhaps Wei Zhao had the idea of bringing her to Wuyang City since he took her away from Ze County.
The red silk and wedding candles in this room have all been bought long ago and are waiting for him to decorate them himself.
We caught up with the temple fair in Wuyang City again.
There are so many coincidences.
But someone is slowly trying to figure it out.
"Were you doing this just now?"
Her voice was so soft that only two people could hear her.
Wei Zhao's breath intertwined with hers: "Yeah."
Yu Tingwan: "Actually... I can also help."
After all, it's a matter of two people.
It would be a lie to say that I was not touched.
In fact, if Wei Zhao didn't prepare this, she wouldn't care. After spending this time together, Yu Tingwan already felt like they were an old couple.
But he was afraid of wronging her. In the final analysis, he was willing to be interested in her.
Don't look at Yu Tingwan's usual boldness. But when it comes to real action, it also panics.
At least my heart was pounding loudly.
She is not careless.
Wei Zhao has always noticed how kind he is to her.
But she was just too insecure. I am always worried that things will change in the future, so I keep pretending to be stupid.
Wei Zhao was so good, she wanted to try it too.
Not simply being confused, but being a long-term couple with him.
The girl tentatively put her hands on his shoulders. Under Wei Zhao's deep eyes, the tips of her ears turned slightly red, and she hugged his neck bit by bit.
"There is an illusion of a second marriage."
"But they're all the same person."
Yu Tingwan: “It’s quite exciting to think about it.”
Wei Zhao lowered his lips and kissed the girl's eyes.
The first time he saw Yu Tingwan, he felt that these eyes were extra vivid.
Wei Zhao: "Are you afraid?"
His voice was gentle, and his fingertips untied the laces of her waistband: "It will hurt a little the first time."
Wei Zhao had never experienced anything between men and women, but he heard a lot of dirty talk on the battlefield, so he had some understanding of it.
When Yu Tingwan was a child, whenever her body was red, she would cry so hard that she was timid and afraid of pain.
But later.
In order not to be driven away, the little girl cut her hand while standing on a wooden bench chopping vegetables even though her body was not tall enough to be driven away. She was carrying pigweed that was heavier than her and her shoulder was cut with blood. This became a common occurrence.
"Just hurry up, I can tolerate it."
But...
She heard herself stammering: "It's...it's not dark yet."
Wei Zhao took off her inner clothes as if he didn't care.
Revealing her round shoulders and bright yellow coat.
The red curtain was put down, and the world on the bed was separated. The light came in, and the girl's skin on the red quilt embroidered with mandarin ducks was like snow, and she was as white as spring. The black hair is spread like silk and satin, making it dazzling.
Following his movements, Yu Tingwan's whole body turned red, and she lay under him, letting him do whatever he wanted, raising her hands whenever he asked, like a dream or a soul.
Ever since they got married, the little clothes she wore had been changed countless times. She has a good figure and everything she should have. It is particularly soft and difficult to hold with one hand.
"Stop looking."
Yu Tingwan's upright crow feathers were densely spread out in front of his eyes, and they were generous at first. But as time went by, I became somewhat embarrassed.
"You can't just keep..."
The next words were stuck in his throat, turning into a low exclamation.
The heat source climbed up from his palm, kept going up, and reached the highest point. When she was shocked, he rubbed it with moderate force, neither light nor heavy.
Yu Tingwan's eyes trembled and he gasped slightly.
Wei Zhao said calmly: "It's indeed still early."
"Serve you first."
Yu listened to Wanhan's shortness of breath and chest heaving.
In a daze, Wei Zhao was facing one place, his body facing down.
She shuddered violently. Pull the neck upward.
"No..."
The frayed sail swayed with his surging wind. When the waves reached their highest point, she felt a roar in her ears and sucked in a lot of air, but the man's hot body temperature still invaded her without sparing any effort.
But as soon as she said a word, she couldn't bear the stimulation and trembled.
The strange undercurrent of love seems to overwhelm reason.
She wanted to push him, but she was powerless.
The flickering candlelight was wet, and my mind went blank, but I heard someone laughing.
surprise.
"We're here now?"
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It's night.
A carriage stopped steadily at Zexian Station.
Before the coachman could lift the curtain, the people sitting in the carriage rushed out anxiously.
He was wearing a black cloak and walking hurriedly.
The guard outside the inn was about to scold and stop the man when he saw Uncle Yan, who usually followed He Xuran, strode out and bowed respectfully to the man.
When the guards saw this, they dared not say anything.
Gu Fuju looked solemn and walked inside.
Uncle Yan led him to the second floor.
He whispered: "Master."
"When I met that girl, I felt amiable at first sight. She and my wife were cut from the same mold when they were young."
Gu Fuju's throat felt dry.
He Xuran estimated that Gu Fuju would arrive in the next few days, but he didn't know the specific time.
However, he had informants all over Zexian County, and he got the news from the moment Gu Fuju entered the city gate.
He came down at this time. He was walking very fast and in a hurry, and met Gu Fuju at the corner.
He was about to call someone, but his arm was tightly held by Gu Fuju.
In He Xuran's impression, Gu Fuju came from a poor family. He relied on his ability to establish himself in the imperial court at a young age. He could maintain a straight face in front of the emperor and rarely lost his composure.
But now my voice is dry: "Where are the people?"
"Xu Ran."
"Where is she?"
He Xuran was speechless.
He was afraid of Yu Tingwan's conflict, so he never dared to send people to watch openly at the door of Wei's house.
but! His spies are all in Zexian County.
A good person is gone and he doesn't even know!
This was not the place to talk, so He Xuran led Gu Fuju into the house where he usually lived.
As soon as he entered the door, he looked embarrassed.
"She...she left with her husband a few days ago."
"I didn't know until someone left for three days."
If Yang Weiwen hadn't paid another visit to Wei's house and missed it, and accidentally mentioned it to him when he came back, he wouldn't have known about it!
Something is clearly wrong.
Little did he know that no matter how many spies he had, Ze County would already have become the territory of the Wei Jiajun.