There really is no such photo at home anymore, and she carries with her the memories of her previous life, so many things at home are very vague.
Cheng Tianyuan smiled and explained for her: "Uncle Xue moved in a hurry at that time, and then after returning to the imperial capital, you moved again, right? You are always moving around, and the distance is long, so small things like this are the easiest to lose."
Xue Ling pinched the heartwarming little photo and couldn't help but want to keep it for herself.
Cheng Tianyuan was reluctant to part with it, and said in a low voice: "No... I only have this one. It can't be damaged. It's better to keep it in the dictionary to prevent it from being damaged by the spring humidity."
Xue Ling pouted in disappointment and muttered: "Brother Yuan, I am also one of the protagonists! I also have the right to keep it!"
Cheng Tianyuan looked at her angrily, with an unspeakably doting look in his eyes.
"We are all together. Do you still worry about not having the chance to take photos together in the future?"
Hearing this, Xue Ling felt sweet in her heart and snuggled into his arms.
"We haven't taken any photos since we got married! Find an opportunity to take a photo to commemorate this important event in our lives."
"Okay." Cheng Tianyuan quickly agreed and whispered: "I was in a hurry when I got married, and I didn't take into account many things... I have wronged you."
He put the photo down, hugged her tightly with his big hands.
Xue Ling smiled softly and murmured: "Brother Yuan, you have been keeping this photo for so many years. Do you often take it out and look at it?"
Cheng Tianyuan's ears turned red and he nodded.
"……have."
Xue Ling felt happy and then smiled again.
"real?"
Cheng Tianyuan gave a low "hmm" and then fell silent.
The atmosphere around him turned to be charming and ambiguous. He seemed to have been holding it in for a long time and whispered: "Our marriage... I have always remembered it, and I dare not forget it."
Xue Ling's heart moved!
When she moved away from Dahutongkou, she was still young and had forgotten many things.
But he was only five years older than her, yet he could remember such tiny things.
It turns out that the affection between childhood sweethearts is much stronger in his heart than in hers.
She swallowed harder for a moment, her heart felt hot, she raised her head, held his handsome face, and pressed her red lips!
Cheng Tianyuan was stunned!
He was stiff all over, but soon came to his senses, and kissed her back passionately and excitedly, his breathing very irritable and unsteady.
Xue Ling had little experience in kissing, so her whole body felt hot from being kissed by him, her heart was filled with heat, and she was panting again and again.
"Brother Yuan..."
Cheng Tianyuan had long forgotten about the world. He pressed her under him, covered her face with passionate kisses, moved down her neck eagerly, and soon tugged at her clothes impatiently.
"Daughter-in-law... I really can't bear it this time! How about tonight...? I feel so uncomfortable..."
Xue Ling was dizzy. After hearing his words, her face turned red with embarrassment. She didn't know how to answer him, so she could only follow her own feelings and respond to him shyly.
Her response was already her answer.
Cheng Tianyuan gasped and kissed her again, passionately and passionately, surrounding her tightly with eagerness and passion.
There was a cold wind outside, and rain started to pour down.
The temperature inside the room is rising steadily, making it beautiful and warm.
Breathing and in the heat wave, the young men and women were passionate and selfless.
It's late at night, the rain is dripping, but the enthusiasm in the house has not diminished at all...
It was a most wonderful night.
The next morning, the rain outside stopped at some point, and a cold wind blew up. Occasionally it roared up, bringing with it a bleak sound!
Cheng Tianyuan woke up and squinted at the old clock on the wall - it was already past nine in the morning.
Fortunately, today is Sunday and neither of them has to go to work, otherwise they would have been late.
He had a strong body and was naked, holding his little wife in his arms. They were wrapped tightly in quilt to prevent the cold wind from getting in.
The corners of his mouth rose unconsciously, and the extremely crazy joy last night came to his heart again, and his eyes were full of innocence and joy.
The young man was having a taste of love for the first time and was still in his prime of life. He held her in his arms and kept holding her until she couldn't bear it anymore and begged for mercy. It was so hard for him to endure it before he finally stopped and held her in his arms.
People fall asleep sweetly.
When the sky was slightly bright, he woke up according to his usual biological clock. The soft and fragrant jade in his arms made him feel excited again, and he hugged her twice more.
Needless to say, she must have been exhausted.
He felt heartbroken, and kissed her gently on the side of her sleeping face, then stood up gently, took his clothes and put them on.
The room was tightly closed, but quite warm.
He washed up quickly, went downstairs, took out the old briquettes from the honeycomb stove, replaced them with new ones, and then heated hot water.
Then, he poured a bowl of hot water from the hot water bottle, drank it all, poured the rest, mixed some cold water with it, took Xue Ling's towel, and hurried upstairs.
She was still sleeping deeply, unaware that he was no longer there, and the tiredness in the corners of her eyes was still very strong.
He took a hot towel and wiped her whole body under the quilt.
The side of her snow-white thigh was still stained with blood from the first night. He couldn't help but think of the scene of her crying last night, and suddenly felt extremely distressed.
He was inexperienced and unbearable. Even if he tried to be more restrained, he was still so rude that it made her shed tears...
With a red face, he carefully wiped away the blood for her, and then carefully wrapped the quilt tightly.
Then, he went downstairs to wash rice and make porridge, rode his bicycle to the market, bought a fresh hen, bought many other things, and hurried back.
He made breakfast and brought it up, but Xue Ling hadn't woken up yet. He didn't want to wake her up, so he ate it himself, took her portion down, and put it on the stove to warm.
Then, he killed the hen, cleaned it, put it into the pot, poured water, washed the red dates and wolfberry he bought, and put it in to stew.
There are two stoves here. Xue Ling bought another one two days ago, saying that the weather was getting colder and an extra stove would make cooking faster, so the current stove in the kitchen is enough.
I originally planned to make a call in the morning, but now it seems I can't.
The temperature dropped after last night's rain, and the cold wind was blowing. The weather was much colder than yesterday, and he was reluctant to let her go out in the cold.
If it clears up in the afternoon, we can go out with her.
When Xue Ling woke up, it was almost noon.
She squinted her eyes and just about to get up, her whole body felt sore and uncomfortable, as if she was about to fall apart after a high-intensity exercise.
The passionate and almost crazy scenes from last night flooded her mind, and her little face couldn't help but turn red.
Unexpectedly, their wedding night came so late...
However, he was not willing to suffer at all, and kept pestering her, as if he wanted to get back all he owed her.
She was so tired!
She searched for it and found that her clothes were neatly folded and placed next to her pillow.
She smiled softly, liking his silent thoughtfulness, and took it and put it on quickly.
At this time, low familiar footsteps came from the door - he is here!
Xue Ling suddenly thought of last night again. She was so embarrassed that she didn't even bother to put on half of her clothes. She pulled the quilt and hid in quickly!