In other words, he will never get married again, and no one should rush him.
Ouyang and his wife looked at each other, feeling helpless and sad in their eyes.
They had no hesitation about the truth of these words. How could parents not know how resistant their son was to marriage?
Either their son will be a bachelor for the rest of his life, or he will accept a daughter-in-law he doesn't like. What should they do?
Mrs. Ouyang let out a long sigh, "What an injustice."
Zheng Yuan bathed her son, carried the little guy to the bed and lay down, casually telling stories. The little guy snuggled in her arms, listening to the soft voice, and his breathing gradually became smoother and longer.
Suddenly he opened his eyes, he was so sleepy that he couldn't speak clearly, "Mommy, you can't run away alone. If you want to leave, you must take me with you."
Zheng Yuan kissed her son's cheek and said, "Okay, go to sleep. Mommy is there for everything."
The little guy then fell asleep with peace of mind, his little hands still holding the clothes on her chest.
Looking at her son's sweet sleeping face, Zheng Yuan's heart felt soft. Son, you must grow up in peace.
Ouyang Yun stood at the door in a daze, looking at the woman with a gentle face, and his heart palpitated.
This is his wife, his son, the most important person in his life.
Zheng Yuan raised her head and found the man standing at the door with a warm smile. His smile bloomed like a flower, like the clear dew in the morning, fresh and pleasant, with a hint of gentleness.
Ouyang Yun couldn't help but be fascinated by the sight, and stood there in a daze.
Zheng Yuan felt uncomfortable with his hot eyes. She quietly sat up and climbed down the stairs, "What are you looking at?"
Ouyang Yun, who had always been articulate, seemed to have his tongue swallowed, and stammered, "Look at you, you look good."
As soon as he said the words, he wanted to slap himself twice. He was so stupid.
Zheng Yuan's face turned red, her heart trembled, she became inexplicably nervous, and she was at a loss as to where to put it.
A big hand reached out and held her hand tightly, and their bodies trembled in unison as they clasped their hands.
He led her silently back to the master bedroom. The wall lamp in the room was emitting a soft light, dim, looming, and ambiguous like smoke.
Zheng Yuan sat blankly on the edge of the bed, looking up at the handsome man. Under the light, he became more and more handsome, and her eyes couldn't help but become a little blurred.
Ouyang Yun looked at her dumbfounded and curled his lips, "Ignore them. As time goes by, they will naturally accept you."
She came back to her senses, her cheeks turned red in embarrassment, and she actually looked at him in a daze. Was there anything wrong?
She actually became a nymphomaniac, so embarrassing.
"Hey, it's really troublesome..."
Before she could finish speaking, she was stunned by the scene in front of her, and she said in a loud voice, "Why did you take off... your clothes?"
While Ouyang Yun was taking off his clothes, he answered matter-of-factly, "Go to bed. Get some rest early after a tiring day."
The clothes fell to the ground one by one, revealing her strong upper body. Zheng Yuan quickly turned her eyes away, so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole to crawl into, "Rest? Where should I sleep?"
He turned her head over and looked at her with a smile, "Honey, you seem to have forgotten that this is our wedding night."
Zheng Yuan seemed to be struck by lightning, dumbfounded, her face turned red, "That...I..."
Oh my God, she actually forgot the most important thing, marital obligations!!!
Come and strike her to death with a thunderbolt!
She doesn't want to do the most intimate things with a stranger, what should I do?