He saw the hickeys he had left on her neck.

My heart is full of satisfaction and pity.

At this time, the night wind carried the sound of the flute outside the courtyard into the house.

Low and tactful.

Like an insomniac, pouring out his melancholy.

Luo Fengtang listened carefully.

The direction from which the sound of the flute came was from the guest room where Mu Zichuan was staying.

Luo Fengtang knew that Mu Zichuan liked to play the flute.

Listening to the sound of the flute, look at the little woman sleeping soundly in her arms.

Luo Fengtang reached out and hugged her tightly.

This girl is mine, no one can take it away from her!

…

She was so tired that Yang Ruoqing slept so hard that she forgot the time.

When she woke up the next day, she found that it was already three o'clock in the morning.

Beside her, the place where Luo Fengtang had slept was empty, and she was the only one in the bedroom.

"Oh no, no, no, I was planning to make breakfast for my uncle, aunt and mother-in-law this morning, but I overslept!"

She quickly got up from the bed, and when she was about to get out of bed, she took a breath of cold air when she lifted her legs.

pain!

Damn it, this is a disability!

Gritting his teeth, he stood up unsteadily and walked towards the bathroom.

Every step I take is like walking on the tip of a knife.

Hey, being Luo Fengtang’s wife is a hard job!

When she came out of the bathroom, her face drooped.

He opened the closet and stood on tiptoe looking for clothes.

Luo Fengtang came back at this time.

"Qing'er, are you awake?" he asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing glanced in his direction.

Today, he is wearing a dark red house robe. Three days before the wedding, he is still dressed in a festive manner.

He has a tall and slender body, and the clothes look really good on him.
Chapter completed!