"Wait, wait a moment." Mingruo kicked his feet, and his fiery red skirt posed in the air, drawing a graceful arc.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Si Haochen kissed Ming Ruo gently on the forehead, "Today's wedding is indeed simple, and Ruoer has been wronged. In the future, we will hold a grander wedding to marry Ruoer."

Mingruo looked at the sky speechlessly, not to mention that he was busy from morning to dusk today, just the wedding of the eldest grandson of the Beigong family is also irrelevant to the "simple"?

As for another grander one, there is no need to.

Ming Ruo's little head was shaking like a rattle: "I don't feel wronged, and I don't need a grander wedding."

"It's up to you." Si Haochen's voice was so gentle, his lips gently rubbed across his ears, itchy.

Mingruo shrank his neck, Si Haochen chuckled, turned his head and kissed Mingruo's white and red cheeks.

Such intimacy is actually very familiar. After being together for a long time, the two have developed a subtle tacit understanding.

Although Mingruo comes from modern times, he is still a doctor.

But in the previous life, the mother and the fetus were single, and some things were only at the theoretical stage.

Now, she didn't want to reject Si Haochen, she just felt a little embarrassed.

Fortunately, Prince Yun is bound to win today, and the gentle kiss calmed the little tension and discomfort in her heart.

Mingruo looked at Si Haochen's deep eyes as deep as the sea, with heavy and floating stars and his own small reflections.

Mingruo was captured by such a stunning eyes. He reached out to wrap Si Haochen's neck and rubbed his little face in his neck: "This is someone else's bedroom..."

"Then let's go to the space." Si Haochen's voice was low, like a zither bow blowing across the cello, and like a smug spring water in the evening breeze.

Mingruo's head was now covered with a pile of paste. Following Si Haochen's instructions, he brought the two into the space and drove Xiaobai Young Master and Linglong out.

"Ruoer is so good." Si Haochen rubbed Mingruo's nose and kissed her lips.

Young Master Xiaobai lazily lay on the bed covered with red dates, peanuts, longans and lotus seeds - the soft red gauze curtain, the candlelight swayed, and the room was full of affection.

Linglong wants to stay in the space and watch Baba Mama do shy things.

After being driven out by children, they turned sorrow and anger into appetite and chewed on various dried fruits on the bed.

Young Master Xiaobai shook his ears: It’s so noisy, can’t you swallow it in one bite?

Linglong continued to click and click: it was not elegant at all to swallow. This baby is not that stupid snake.

Lao Tie poked a hole in the window paper and rushed in with a thud: Why are you calling me? Huh? Why are the master and the heroine not here? What are you doing in bed?

Xiaobai was buzzing by this wave of questions: Shut up!

Lao Tie’s head is really iron: no!

Young Master Xiaobai waved his paws and thuds, Lao Tie returned the same way and went to the yard.

Lao Tie was dissatisfied with his master’s beast, so why can’t he sleep on his master’s bed?

Lao Tie was angry from his heart, and evil was coming to his courage - he crawled to find the National Master...

It's just a head of iron, and it's not iron in other places, and it's not enough to be slapped by a white tiger with one claw!

Pain and shy touched the senses of the whole body. Mingruo had only one thought in his mind, and he was tricked by Si Haochen - people only said that the night was long, but the time in the space was longer than outside...

The little tiger with fangs and claws was tamed into a kitten and was obediently nestled in Si Haochen's arms.

Because he was the person he recognized in his heart, Mingruo didn't find it difficult to accept it.

However, the two of them were not at the same level at all. They were completely dead. Ah Zhai was dragged by the marathon champion for five kilometers. One had just warmed up, and the other was exhausted and wanted to take him with him.

Si Haochen calculated the time and let go of the sleeping girl in his arms. He put on his clothes, went to the well to fetch water, and prepared bath soup for his wife.

Si Haochen arranged everything and sat down on the edge of the bed: "Ruoer."

Mingruo was sleeping soundly, Si Haochen scratched the tip of his wife's nose, Mingruo closed his eyes and retracted his head into the quilt.

"Will you sleep after soaking hot soup?" Si Haochen was afraid that Mingruo would get bored, so he lifted the quilt a little. Seeing the pieces of Luoying on the jade neck, his eyes became deeper.

Mingruo was so sleepy that he was not good, but the bones on his body were indeed disintegrated, sore and painful.

Taking a hot bath can indeed relieve it. Mingruo reluctantly opened his eyelids and stretched out his hand at Si Haochen. The meaning was obvious - to help me get up.

Si Haochen picked up his wife and put it in the bathtub with water temperature adjusted: "You soak it first, I'll get you clothes."

The effect of well water is still very obvious. After Mingruo only soaked for a while, his physical fatigue was relieved. When Mingruo put on his clothes and walked out of the bedroom, it was no different from usual.

Si Haochen brought in a stew pot on a tray: "You're hungry, I've cooked porridge."

"Hey?" Ming Ruo held Si Haochen's arm, "Look, His Highness Prince Yun is good at cooking."

Si Haochen lifted the lid of the stewing pot and found a cup of red dates and glutinous rice porridge, and thoughtfully added brown sugar.

Ming Ruo raised his eyebrows: "Ah, you understand very much."

"Ahem, I checked the medical books." Si Haochen's ears turned slightly red.

Ming Ruo was really hungry, and while drinking porridge, he complained: Why didn’t you see such a thin-skinned face when the sauce was brewed last night?

After drinking the sugar porridge, Mingruo slept beautifully and finally resurrected with full blood.

The two left the space and found that it was just dawn outside. The dragon and phoenix candles with the thick arms of the child outside were almost burning out, and the candlesticks were covered with wax oil.

Si Haochen's eyes were sharp, and he saw a hole in the window paper at the corner of the window and frowned.

Ming Ruo followed Si Haochen's gaze and said softly: "That was done by Lao Tie. Young Master Xiaobai said that just after we entered the space last night, a nanny stood under the window for a while, and no one came again."

Someone, who is at the bottom of his family, shivered in his sleep, and did not know that he had recorded another note in his book by his master.

Mingruo put the dried fruits on the bed together, and Si Haochen took off his robe: "Precaution to sleep for a while."

"Yes." Ming Ruo planned so too.

The two lay side by side, and Ming Ruo hissed: "This jade pillow is really hard."

"Pillow your husband's arm." Si Haochen patted his arm, "I know you can't use this, but I can't say it. When it's dawn, you'll let them change their silk."

"Yes." Mingruo asked in a low voice, "What are we going to do next?"

"I want to go to the forbidden area of ​​Beigong family and get a tiger talisman." Si Haochen took his wife into his arms. "The current plan is to let the head of the Beigong family see that Beigong Langyue gradually recover and have the potential to become the future head of the Beigong family. It is best if he can take the initiative to bring me into the forbidden area. If it really doesn't work, he can only force himself to break through."
Chapter completed!