He only kissed her, causing her to gasp frequently and moan softly.
The eyes are filled with countless crystal clear lights.
When their lips slowly parted.
Wu Zhi recited the following poem with great affection.
"The bond between life and death is broad, tell me about it with Zicheng."
"Hold your hand and grow old together with me."
Pan Jinlian's beautiful tender eyes stared at Wu Zhi's face for a long time.
In it, there is countless tenderness and sweetness.
Wu Zhi originally thought that Pan Jinlian would immediately know the meaning of this poem after listening to it.
But what he never expected was that after Pan Jinlian was stunned for a long time, he suddenly asked Wu Zhi timidly.
"Dalang, because I haven't read much since I was a child, I really can't understand the meaning of these two lines of poetry that Dalang said."
"Why don't you, Dalang, translate it into vernacular and tell it to me?"
Wu Zhi lowered his head and kissed her lightly on her fair and pink forehead.
"Whether we live or die, I have made an agreement with you."
"I want to hold your hand and grow old with you."
After Wu Zhi said this, the tears in Pan Jinlian's eyes flowed out again.
And in her eyes, besides being full of excitement, there was also a hint of cunning.
Maybe in normal times, Wu Zhi might not be able to discover it.
But just now, his eyes had been staring at Pan Jinlian's beautiful eyes, without moving even an inch.
Therefore, he couldn't help but capture all the tiny expressions on Pan Jinlian's face.
At first, Wu Zhi was still a little doubtful.
But when he thought about it carefully, he suddenly understood what was the reason for the subtle expression on his little wife's face just now.
At the same time, he also raised his palm and hit the round and sharp place behind Pan Jinlian 'hardly'.
And his little wife Pan Jinlian, after her delicate body trembled a few times, she pursed her lips and started to express her anger at his 'good' husband.
"Da Lang, what are you doing?"
"Why are you beating up the slave family for no reason?"
Wu Zhi gently scratched Pan Jinlian's cute little white nose with his fingers.
"How could I hit you for no reason?"
"Hurry up and tell your husband honestly, will you understand the meaning of that poem after I finish reading it to you?"
After Pan Jinlian was slightly absent-minded, she looked at Wu Zhi with an embarrassed look.
"Da Lang, you are so powerful. I can't hide anything from you."
"Indeed, after Dalang finished reading it just now, the slave family knew what the poem meant."
"Although I am deeply moved, I still want to hear you say it to me again in vernacular."
"As for why, I don't know yet."
"Perhaps, only after hearing you speak to me face to face in vernacular, I will feel more at ease."
Wu Zhi looked at the little wife in front of him who loved him very much and was fascinated by him.
In my heart, apart from a little helplessness, the rest was full of emotion and love.
"My little golden lotus, no matter whether I, Wu Zhi, have other women in the future."
"To me, you will always be my royal empress."
"Even in the future, no matter how many women join our big family."
"Then your status is still unshakable."
In fact, when Wu Zhi said these words to Pan Jinlian, he thought that Pan Jinlian would be deeply moved again.
But what he didn't expect was that the expression on Pan Jinlian's face was extremely weird after hearing this sentence.
It seems jealous, but also helpless.
After a long time.
Pan Jinlian looked at her husband-in-law with tenderness on her face.
"Dalang, after you made your promise to me today, all the knots that I had in the past are gone."
"So from now on, as long as it's a woman you like, and the other woman is willing, you can try to get in touch with her."
"However, the slave family does not have no requirements for this matter."
"The first is that the woman's family background must be pure and pure, and she must not be the kind of woman who is dishonest."
"Otherwise, the slave family will never let them in."
"Because such a woman will not only ruin the family tradition of our Wu family, but will also bring many adverse effects to the harmony and tranquility of our courtyard."
"Also, Dalang, you have to act within your ability when it comes to these matters."
"If you insist on imitating those emperors from now on, have a concubine with seventy-two concubines from three palaces and six courtyards in this courtyard."
"Then, I'm afraid that Dalang, your body won't be able to bear it."
As soon as Pan Jinlian finished speaking, Wu Zhi continued the conversation with excitement.
"Those women who are neither good nor bad, even if you take the initiative to recommend them to me, Jin Lian, I have no interest in them."
"My taste is very finicky."
"It's impossible for ordinary women to be able to catch my eye."
At this time, Pan Jinlian was whispering softly into Wu Zhi's ear while using her fingers to draw circles in front of him.
He just teased Wu Zhi so much that he would soon lose control of his mind.
But at this moment, Pan Jinlian mentioned something to Wu Zhi, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally.
"Since my eldest son has such high standards, then I wonder if my newly recognized god-sister can catch the eldest son's eyes?"
"My god-sister is just twenty years old."
"And her appearance is even more delicate and lovely."
"If Dalang can achieve a happy marriage with her in the future, it will be a beautiful thing."
Wu Zhi, who had just heard this, suddenly felt restless in his heart.
But when he slowly turned his head and looked at Pan Jinlian, he saw a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.
Immediately, Wu Zhi felt uncertain.
I couldn't help but secretly wonder, is this my little wife trying to test me on purpose, or is this really her intention?
If I follow her words, will I give her another chance to pull my ears?
Just when Wu Zhi was struggling in his heart, Pan Jinlian's voice came to his ears again.
"I can see the affection in that girl's expression when she looks at you, and in her eyes."
"According to my estimation, my sister should have a good impression of you."
"How about this."
"Tomorrow night, I will invite my good sister over."
"Then the three of us drank and laughed together."
"When my sister is seventy percent drunk, I will put her to bed, and then you will come over."
"When the time comes, if she doesn't resist, then the matter will be over."