It's late at night.

There are almost no lights on the road.

It was simply cloudless, and the dark curtains enveloped everything, but it was powerless to stop the stars and bright moon from breaking through, and became riddled with holes. From the depths of the sky, countless starlight fell, like thousands of dense red lines of the moon, one end implicating today's people and a period of time and space.

Wang Ningzhi looked at the stars in the sky quietly, and his body slowly shaking with the ox cart, making him hum a familiar melody in his previous life:

Just because I looked at you more in the crowd

Never forget your appearance again

...

I would rather believe that we had an appointment in our past life

The love story in this life will not change again

I wish to wait for you to discover this life

I've been by your side and never walked far

...

The cold and beautiful melody burst out from my heart, and along the silk threads pulled by the starlight, it can be transmitted far and far away, sending out inexplicable thoughts and floating gently in the sky. Apart from the occasional fluctuations, the faint melody continues to the end.

Wang Ningzhi closed his eyes and enjoyed a moment of comfort.

The ox cart was still driving, and the sound of the wheel rolling across the ground was accompaniment, creaking, like a child playing randomly, but it was the most essential and simple display. With this melody, in Wang Ningzhi's faint humming, the little bits and pieces between him and his wife gradually came to his mind.

The indifference when I first met, the heartbeat when I held hands, the faint breathing sound next to me during sleep, the refreshing fragrance, the worries that my wife was not good at expressing when something happened, the indifferent wife, the smiling wife, the shy wife, the tenderness, shyness, maturity... Every bit, like fragments, collide in my mind, swallowing, and gradually turned into the look of waiting in my wife's boudoir.

His breathing became a little short, he suddenly sat up and asked softly, "Have you arrived home?"

"Immediately, Erlang, don't worry, you've seen the lights."

Wang Ningzhi nodded softly, and his impatient heart gradually calmed down.

Although he went there with Xi Daomao and Yuyao, now, Xi Daomao followed Xi's family back, and Yuyao followed the people from the Kuaiji Wangfu. On the way back to the Wang family in Shanyin, Kuaiji from the Liu family in Nanyang County, he was the only one left, accompanied by a few guards and servants.

It is about the hour of Hai or Zi, which is the interval between 11:00 and 12:00 in the middle of the night. For later generations, it may still be a carnival time, but for this era of lack of entertainment, many people are basically sleeping. This shows that his concern just now is not surprising.

Wife, maybe she's asleep.

Mixed with a hint of doubt, the ox cart finally arrived at home. The doorman yawned in his coat and opened the door, but he never complained. He closed the door after he was sure that everyone had come in.

The mansion is still bright, and there will be a bright light every time after a period of time. It is quite deserted. Giving a dowry is a chore. Everyone knows this. It is too late now, so the comfort to him can only be transferred to tomorrow. Wang Ningzhi has already guessed this. He got off the ox cart and asked the servants to settle it and let them go to bed earlier. Only then did he tidy up his clothes, but he did not go to his parents, but planned to go back to the second room directly.

When walking by the lamp, the shadow was stretched obliquely, longer than the person, so before the person arrived, the shadow appeared at the entrance of the courtyard.

"Langjun?"

A cold question was filled with inexplicable surprise.

It's Xie Daoyuan.

Wang Ningzhi was stunned for a moment, and soon a smile appeared on his face. A faint warm smile accelerated and he quickly appeared at the entrance of the courtyard. He saw two figures, one tall and one short, supporting each other and looking at him quietly.

"I thought you would have gone to bed long ago." Wang Ningzhi smiled faintly, looking at Xie Daoyuan and Huan'er, although they were covered with a coat, they were still a little thin, and they felt a little distressed, "Even if they don't sleep, they'll be waiting in the house, so they won't be frozen."

"Is the young lady worried about you, Mr. Lang, after all, Nanyang County is far from us." Huan'er smiled softly. After being pinched by Xie Daoyun on her face, she immediately ran to the side room with a cute and silly, "I'll go boil water. If you have anything to say to Mr. Lang...hehe."

"This ring." Wang Ningzhi sighed and his eyes fell on Xie Daoyuan.

My wife is small, about one shorter than her. Although she is wearing a coat, her slender body is still faintly visible. Her white and tender face is a little dazed in the dark, but it is even more mysterious, making people want to lean over and get close to her and carefully explore its true face.

"It will probably take some time to boil water in Huan'er." Xie Daoyun suddenly said such an inexplicable sentence, and then quickly lowered her head. Wang Ningzhi, who had approached, naturally saw the blush on her skin.

"My wife."

He called softly, standing still, spreading his arms.

Xie Daoyun was a little confused, raised her head and happened to see his movements. She pursed her lips and hesitated for a moment, slowly leaning over, preparing to hook her neck while her waist was wrapping around her slender waist.

However--

His body suddenly lightened, as if he rose from the ground to the clouds and mist, and he was in a daze, like a fog flying. However, in just a moment, his body was picked up by Wang Ningzhi in the waist.

"Ah!" It was absolutely unexpected, so she also screamed in surprise.

Wang Ningzhi didn't give her a chance. After picking her up, he lowered his head and kissed her red lips quickly, then took a step and walked out of the courtyard.

"Since we have time, why don't we go out for a walk."

Wang Ningzhi said lightly, but his body was stable and powerful, as if Xie Daoyuan in his arms had no weight. All he could feel was the delicate and elastic skin and a faint fragrance, like an orchid, blooming in his arms. Even if he didn't look carefully, he could guess the rosy face of his wife.

At least, at this moment, for the two of them.

It's a special time.

In the Wang family farm, since that night attack, we have paid special attention to security work, especially at night, and pay more attention to it. Some guards are specializing in black and white and guarding night shifts. So when they come out of the courtyard and walk towards the backyard, they encounter guards from time to time on the road. When they see Wang Ningzhi walking slowly with a woman in his arms, they don’t know whether they should disturb him. So they hesitate, Wang Ningzhi has already walked over.

He doesn't want to be disturbed by others.

Similarly, Xie Daoyuan in her arms should have thought this way. After all, it was very embarrassing to be carried by Lang Jun in the middle of the night. It can be seen from his actions of holding Wang Ningzhi's clothes tightly. But even so, he still endured the shame and rubbed Wang Ningzhi's heart on his face, feeling that it was so wide, as if carrying the sea of ​​stars.

There is a garden in the backyard. Although it is autumn, there are still many flowers in full bloom.

In addition, there is a pond with ditches that penetrate into the river not far away, communicating with live water, and lotus flowers are planted inside.

It was late autumn, and there were no lotus flowers for people to enjoy. There were only a lot of residual lotus left on the pond. By chance, you could hear a few frogs croaking.

There is a pavilion here, and the two walked into it.

Because of the moonlight, I don't feel dark.

He hugged her quietly.

Never let go.

Both of them remained silent and quietly enjoyed the warmth for a moment. By chance, they could still hear each other's breathing and heartbeat, but they all turned into deep love.

"Madam." Wang Ningzhi called softly.

Xie Daoyun looked at him and replied: "Yes."

"Do you know the name of this pose? This embrace posture."

"I don't know." Xie Daoyun blinked and felt a little cute, "Let me tell me."

"It's called the princess hug."

"Princess hug?"

"The princess is beautiful, petite, tender. Remove the veil and makes people worry about whether the skin will be wrinkled by the wind, which makes people admire and feel distressed. I wish I could see things for her, taste them for her, and walk for her. I wish I could even wake up every day and open my eyes and do such a hard work for her... And the one who protects her is the knight. The knight is tall and heroic. The powerful force is born to protect the princess. The broad arms are the princess' safe haven. Such embrace is his protection, love and care for the princess..." Wang Ningzhi's voice was a little low, but it was magnetic, attracting Xie Daoyuan.

Suddenly, Xie Daoyuan said softly: "I'm not a princess."

"You are the princess." His voice was confident and he looked at his wife in his arms gently, "I am the only princess."

Xie Daoyun's heart trembled, as if a hint of sourness penetrated into it. Even if she was as indifferent as she was, she could not help but be moved by the words of the husband. However, the sourness quickly spread, communicating with the tear glands, and a drop of hot tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes.

The moonlight shines from the sky.

Tears were like a crystal pearl, embedded on her face.

Beautiful, desolate, and moving.

Gently, Wang Ningzhi placed her on the soft collapse in the pavilion, lowered his head, and held the "pearl", with a hint of saltiness, but it was like the best aphrodisiac, making his breathing heavy.

The lovely person under me is so beautiful. At the most beautiful age, I am met by myself. This is not accidental, but inevitable transcending time and space. As the lyrics say: I would rather believe that we had an appointment in our previous life, and the love story in this life will not change again...

"My wife..." He murmured gently, smelling his wife's fragrance, kissing from the corners of her eyes, to her earlobes, cheeks... the slightly moist red lips, the four lips gently touched, the temperature was rising rapidly, warm and hot, like an explosion of magma, the wet tongue tips were lingering together.

He greedily grabbed his wife's breath and explored every corner vigorously.

The strong breaths were intertwined, and Xie Daoyun also hugged him and enjoyed the sweet kiss.

However, it was rising violently at this time. As a person who eats the marrow and knows the taste, how could Wang Ningzhi use his hands to keep his delicate kissing down along his red lips, his fair neck, delicate collarbone, his clothes are messy, full of beauty.

"Mr., don't..." Xie Daoyun was obviously worried and grabbed Wang Ningzhi's big hand powerlessly. The eyes of the phoenix were no longer majestic, but were confused and filled with water mist.

But, it is in vain after all.

Xie Daoyuan's rejection was just out of the shyness of a girl, and she was already very shy in the boudoir, not to mention that at this time, although there was no one around, it was just... it was too shy.

"Be good." Wang Ningzhi held her red lips again, licked her lips, teeth, and tip of her tongue, and savored the sweet tear...

The outer garment was pulled apart, and the underwear was slightly rudely torn apart by Wang Ningzhi. It was aggressive and made Xie Daoyun unable to stop it. She could only reveal the red bellyband inside, covering the towering touch.

The slender and perfect willow waist is downward, and the waist is slim and tucked away by underwear. With its thrilling flexibility, Wang Ningzhi can't let go of his love.

Although he was already familiar with his wife's body, every time he touched him, he could feel the trembling from the depths of his heart. He gently stroked him, and then opened his belly band.

The scenery is beautiful and trance is filled with a crimson luster.

He kissed gently, like a rare treasure, playing with it carefully, fearing that it would disturb people, enjoying the warmth of the heart, following the orderly curve, gently untied his clothes, and covered it in his wife's gentle gaze.

"My princess, your knight salutes you..."

He murmured softly, turning into a sharp arrow in the void, with an astonishing luster flashing around him, rubbing against the air, and the void turned into a demon with smooth protection.

Flying, contradictory.

The sharpest spear pierces the flexible shield.
To be continued...