Here, Yang Ruoqing is standing at the table, holding a bowl of egg drop soup in her hand and sipping it in small sips.

"How are you feeling now? Do you feel sick in your stomach?"

Luo Fengtang came to her side, caressed her back, and asked with concern.

Yang Ruoqing shook her head: "A little bit, but it's okay. Just drink some egg drop soup to dilute it."

Luo Fengtang looked at the bottomed wine jar on the table and frowned.

"Drinking is harmful to your health, especially as a girl. Don't be so willful next time!"

He said, with a hint of reproach in his voice.

Yang Ruoqing smiled.

"Occasionally, you can be a little willful, so just let me do it!"

He smiled helplessly: "My aunt and the others will come and clean up these things later. Come on, follow me back to the backyard."

The two people returned to their own small courtyard in the backyard.

After entering the house, he let go of her hand and quickly entered the bathroom.

She sat down on an imperial chair in the main room, stroking her forehead with her fingers.

With so much wine, the stamina is still strong.

At that time, I suppressed it with my thoughts, but now I relaxed, my head was feeling dizzy due to the alcohol.

"Qing'er, come on, wipe your face with hot water."

Luo Fengtang came over with a basin, twisted the handkerchief, and held her in his arms.

Carefully wipe her face, neck, and hands.

"What a silly girl. She obviously can't drink that much, but she still acts so strong."

While wiping, he couldn't help but whisper.

His face was full of distress.

Yang Ruoqing giggled.

He stretched out his fingers to hook Luo Fengtang's neat chin and lifted it up.

"Master, give me a smile, little girl?"

She teased him and winked at him.

The myriad of amorous feelings in his eyes, catalyzed by alcohol, gave rise to a blurry and charming light.

Luo Fengtang's heartbeat suddenly started to beat wildly.

"Girl, I'm selling my body but not my smile!"

The handkerchief in his hand was thrown into the basin, and with the sound of splashing water, he picked her up, held her in his arms, and rushed towards the bedroom inside.

She naturally knew what he wanted to do, so she put her arms around his neck and giggled while hiding in his arms.

Soon, she was thrown onto the bed.

He leaned forward, grabbed her lips that smelled of mellow wine, and kissed her hard.

A pair of big hands eagerly tore at her clothes.

From time to time, the crisp sound of cracking silk could be heard in my ears.

But neither of them cared so much, and soon they met each other sincerely.

"Qing'er, I want you!"

He pressed on top of her, breathing heavily.

"Come on, come on, who is afraid of whom?"

She was lying there, her black hair was messy, and she was giggling.

A naughty little foot gently rubbed against his back.

This aroused his passion even more.

He grabbed the naughty little foot and tied it around his waist.

Then he lifted her body, straightened his waist suddenly, and broke into her territory with his wildness...

…

Eat, drink, and have sex.

After following him around Wushan, and after the clouds started to rain and the clouds started to rain, she felt as if she had been emptied of time.

Lying there, I didn't even have the strength to lift my fingers.

As usual, he carried her into the bathroom to wash up. In a daze, she felt that he seemed to be applying medicine somewhere for her.

It was refreshing, cool and very comfortable, which made her eyelids even heavier.

After changing into clean clothes, he carried her back to the bed.

The two slept in each other's arms.

When I woke up in the morning, the place where Luo Fengtang had slept was empty as usual.

Yang Ruoqing sat up and saw the coat on the bed rail, feeling depressed.

This one sex will tear up two sets of clothes, what a waste!

At this moment, Luo Fengtang happened to come in.

"Qing'er, are you awake? Why don't you sleep more?"

He came over with a smile and poured her a bowl of tea.

She took the tea, took a sip, then raised her head and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"What's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

he asked with a smile.

Yang Ruoqing frowned slightly.

Logically speaking, he was the one who did the hard work, and every time something was done, he was the one doing the aftermath.

She also gets up earlier than her in the morning.

Why can't there be any trace of tiredness on his face?

On the contrary, he is full of energy and radiant, and he looks even more handsome than when he was single!

"You girl, what's wrong? Why are you in a daze?"

Luo Fengtang asked again, thinking that she drank so much wine last night, could it be that she was feeling unwell?

Thinking of this, he quickly raised his hand and touched her forehead.

Not hot...

"Tangyaozi, I want to ask you something, and you have to answer it truthfully."

At this moment, Yang Ruoqing finally spoke up.

Luo Fengtang breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's the matter, Qing'er, you ask me, I know everything," he said.

"Okay." She nodded and asked him seriously: "Is your back sore? Are your kidneys weak?"

"How come you're still jumping all over the floor and jumping around when I'm exhausted?"

Luo Fengtang: "..."

…

After washing up, the two went to the front yard hand in hand.

Aunt Wang Cuilian has already prepared breakfast and placed it on the table in the dining hall.

Blacksmith Luo, Tuoba Xian, and Yan Huaian were all sitting there, waiting patiently for the two of them.

When Yang Ruoqing saw this, she felt ashamed again.

I've just been here for three days, and I've been sleeping in all the time, letting the elders prepare breakfast and wait for it, ugh!

"Hey, Qing'er is here, let's start dinner!"

Wang Cuilian smiled and began to fill the bowls of porridge for everyone on the table.

Yang Ruoqing hurriedly walked over and took the big spoon from Wang Cuilian's hand: "Auntie, go sit down and I'll pretend."

Wang Cuilian looked at her niece-in-law in front of her lovingly and said, "You have to come back in the morning. These clothes must not get dirty. Sit down and let mom dress them up."

Yang Ruoqing stood there, hesitating.

Luo Fengtang came over and took her hand: "Since Auntie said so, you don't have to be polite. There will be a long time to come. There will be a time when you can be filial."

Yang Ruoqing had no choice but to sit down while holding her little hand.

At the dinner table, Blacksmith Luo said: "Today, Qing'er will come back three times. We will accompany Qing'er there later. After lunch, your aunt and I will not go back to this house. We have to go back to our hometown."

The house is gone."

Luo Fengtang was peeling eggs for Yang Ruoqing at that moment. After hearing this, he put the peeled eggs into her bowl and then raised his head to look at Blacksmith Luo.

"Uncle, can you and aunt live with us?" he said.

Beside her, Yang Ruoqing also said quickly: "Yes, our house is big, and it's deserted just for the two of us."

"Uncle and aunt moved here to live together, it will be great for our family to live happily!" she said.

Hearing what his niece-in-law said, Blacksmith Luo and Wang Cuilian looked at each other, and the old couple's eyes were filled with relief.

The two of them have no children, so their nephew and niece-in-law are the people under their feet.
Chapter completed!