But the word "don't" was swallowed by Song Chengyu.
She probably had honey on her lips.
No, it should be sweeter than honey.
Song Chengyu is not a person who likes to eat sweets, but he knows the taste of this kind of food.
Obviously she just felt sorry for him being injured, but Wen Yin didn't know why she was lifted to the desk in the ancestral hall.
Looking at the tablets of the ancestors behind them.
Look at the "Upright and Bright" plaque hanging on the ancestral hall.
Look at the couplets on the big pillars on both sides: The merits of the ancestors will last forever, the sons and daughters will be filial, and the grandchildren will be wise and prosperous.
Wen Yin felt guilty.
When Song Chengyu pushed her to the extreme, she couldn't help but ask: "Is it really okay to do this in front of your ancestors?"
He said openly, "Of course, it's great."
"..."
"Continue to produce descendants and spread out branches and leaves."
"..."
He said it so confidently.
It's simply shameless.
Wen Yin didn't want to obey him, but she couldn't bear his harassment.
I can't stand the dexterity of this man's fingers and the softness of his lips.
Strange to say, a martial artist's hands were all rough, but he didn't feel any pain when he touched her delicate skin and tender flesh.
Wen Yin was used to being served.
No matter how he behaved, he always kept her close and comfortable.
The ground was cold, and he was absolutely reluctant to let her suffer from the cold, so he lifted her up on the desk.
He was also afraid that the desk would be too hard and might hurt her, so he used the clean side of his robe to cushion her.
When love reaches a deep level, there is a lot of movement.
Not only did he overturn the incense burner, but he also broke the small porcelain bottle of the golden sore medicine he took from Xue Lin.
Wen Yin blushed with embarrassment and couldn't help but scold him a few vulgar words.
She was also afraid that the injury on her back would be torn due to too much movement, so she asked to stop several times.
Song Chengyu remained silent, so happy that he had no time to argue.
Just like he said, this little injury is not even a drizzle compared to the current happiness.
Besides, the one who beat him was his own father.
How can a biological father kill his biological son?
Injuries to the skin and flesh may look scary, but in fact they do not hurt the muscles and bones.
Song Chengyu didn't understand at first what the old man's point was in going to such trouble.
Now he has realized it, and his father has been through it too.
The bellyband incident this time was said to be revenge for Wen Yin, but after all, his daughter's family is always unpleasant to the outside world. The father was afraid that Wen Yin would blame Song Chengyu, so he came up with such a bitter trick.
Get a painless spanking.
Two drops of blood were left.
I won my wife's obedience.
It’s worth a lot.
Wen Yin looked at Song Chengyu's hard work and couldn't tell how she felt.
During those three years of being a widow, she always recalled sporadic sexual intercourse.
But because those few sexual intercourses were always very unpleasant because of her dislike, there was no joy in the experience.
As for her regrets during those three years.
I didn’t get to fully experience what it’s like to be a woman.
It's better now, everyone is here, and everything has a chance to change.
Inside the ancestral hall, boating was taking place.
Outside the ancestral hall.
A woman wearing plum red clothes was lying on the door frame, her ears pressed close to the door curtain, and her eyebrows were furrowed.
The young man's face was full of sorrow.
There were bursts of sounds of broken porcelain bottles coming from inside.
There was a ruckus.
Click.
She also heard the woman's gentle whimpering and some insults.
The insults often include the words "livestock, bull".
Next to plum red clothes, there is a girl in green clothes, with two pigtails, a pair of bright, cute eyes, and a slight smile at the corner of her mouth, as if she has seen something happy.
"No, I can't stand it anymore."
Hanmei couldn't stand the "noise" inside.
Get up and rush inside.
Xiangzhu was stunned. Seeing that Hanmei was about to open the door, he stretched out his hand and pulled Hanmei's pigtails.
"What are you doing?"
Hanmei glared at Xiangzhu and said aggressively, "I'm going to save the young lady. Do you want to go or not?"
Xiangzhu was shocked, and then noticed Hanmei's red eyes, wanting to shed tears: "What are you..." Misunderstood again.
Hanmei is three years younger than Xiangzhu, has an unstable temperament and is easily irritable.
Xiangzhu is older. He was with the Prime Minister's wife before and was personally trained by the Prime Minister's wife. He understands everything he should and shouldn't know.
She looked at Hanmei's innocent and ignorant little face, and really didn't know how to explain to her the matter between a man and a woman.
She sighed and patted Hanmei on the shoulder:
"You must not interfere too much with the matter between the young lady and my uncle."
Hanmei wiped away her tears, her heart ached.
"But the young lady was beaten, and her whole body was covered with injuries. She was so afraid of pain..."
"My uncle is also a martial artist, and his attacks are not serious."
"I can't help it. I really can't help it. I can't wait to go back immediately to find the Prime Minister to make the decision for the young lady."
Xiangzhu didn't expect Hanmei to have such a deep misunderstanding about this.
She looked at Keren's pitiful appearance and took out a handkerchief to wipe her face.
"You have good intentions, but impulsiveness can easily cause trouble. How about I find you some books..."
She wanted to go out and look for any erotic books.
If there is, if you show it to Hanmei, it should be able to improve Hanmei's understanding.
Hanmei gritted her teeth and didn't notice the "idiot" look in Xiangzhu's eyes.
She felt sad in her heart and couldn't help but think of the last conversation she had with the lady.
The young lady's body turned red and purple, but she said it didn't hurt, just for the sake of friendly relations between the Prime Minister's Palace and the General's Palace.
Although my uncle is not a big deal, he has a strong backer.
If she rushed in like this, not to mention that she couldn't save the young lady with her little strength, she might even be resented by her uncle and get beaten up again.
All the lady's patience was in vain.
The more Hanmei thought about it, the more tears she shed.
The Xiangzhu veil is almost wet.
"Xiao Hanmei, you..."
"Sister Xiangzhu, stop talking, I understand."
The person who was crying a moment ago suddenly had his nose sucked in.
Xiangzhu was startled, why did you understand so quickly?
Hanmei raised her hand to stop Xiangzhu from speaking, as if bearing the burden of deep hatred.
She sucked again and spoke very righteously: "Miss has grown up, Hanmei has also grown up, and a little impatience will lead to big plans!"
Xiangzhu: “???”
"I just want to read more medical books, and I will make the best sore medicine and painkillers for Miss!"
Xiangzhu: "..."
"I still want to learn martial arts. When the lady can't stand it anymore, I won't be able to beat her!"
Xiangzhu: "!!!"
Xiangzhu sighed. Although Hanmei's understanding was slightly different, the result pointed to no big problem.
That’s all.
never mind.
This girl is still young, and erotic pictures might scare her.
There is ample time.
No problem, no problem.
The two little girls, one who was sad for spring and autumn, and the other who cared for the mentally retarded, did not notice at all that there was a boy guarding the ancestral hall not far away.
The two boys have guarded the ancestral hall for many years.
In such a quiet and quiet place, they never imagined that something inappropriate would happen there.
Just listening to the conversation between the two little girls, and the sound of breaking porcelain bottles coming from inside, I have basically concluded that there is really a fight between Miss Jiaojiao and the fifth young master.
"The fifth young master actually beat the fifth young master!"
