Yang Ruoqing shook her head hurriedly and said vaguely, "It's okay, it's okay!"

I quickly turned around and continued brushing my teeth and rinsing my mouth, my heart still pounding.

It doesn't matter that my own concentration is too poor, it's just that my opponent is too strong.

I don’t know how many times I have slept with him, but when I saw his perfect body, I still couldn’t help but want to throw him down.

It can be seen that she is also a rotten girl at heart!

"Qing'er, what happened to you just now?" Luo Fengtang was still asking, observing her expression and couldn't help but worry.

Yang Ruoqing had already washed her face. She turned around and looked at him with a smile.

"I'm really fine, don't worry!" she said, stretching out her soft white hands to pull his robe together.

"Put on your clothes so you don't get cold on your chest," she added.

Luo Fengtang looked down at the woman in front of him and finally felt relieved.

He raised his hand to hold Yang Ruoqing's hand and said in a deep voice, "You can't hide anything you feel uncomfortable about. You must tell me. Remember?"

Yang Ruoqing nodded shyly and said, "Actually, when I held my chest just now, it wasn't chest pain, but..."

"But what?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing stood up on tiptoes and whispered a few words into his ear, then stepped back, supporting the dressing table behind her with one hand, and covering her mouth with the other hand while laughing.

Luo Fengtang didn't smile, but his eyes burned instantly.

He came forward, placed his hands on the edge of the dressing table beside her, and leaned down slightly with his tall body, enveloping her whole body.

"Heartbeat?"

“It’s better to act than to have a heartbeat, now is the time!”

As soon as he finished speaking, he hugged her and placed hot kisses on her cheeks.

Yang Ruoqing was shy and panicked. She quickly put her hand on his chest and said breathlessly, "I can't do it right now..."

"There's nothing wrong with it," Luo Fengtang gasped, "Don't you want to knock me down? Come on, I sent it to you, please knock me down!"

He lifted her legs and hooked them directly around his waist, lifted her up and sat on the dressing table, and then pressed her tall body forward...

This posture made her feel shy, but also indescribably tense and exciting.

"The children will come over later. We are still waiting for us to finish breakfast and worship our ancestors. Why not wait until night..." She weakly refused.

However, Luo Fengtang couldn't stop anymore and said, "I have to pay New Year's greetings and stay up late tonight, but I'm afraid I won't be able to spare any time."

"If you want to do it, now is the time. I will fight..."

Yang Ruoqing wanted to say something more, but he had already barged in...

In order to achieve the decisive battle, his movements became wilder and a little rougher than before.

There was a slightly cold dressing table under her body, and he was as hot as a ball of fire in front of her. She was caught in the middle, dying, and soon her soul was floating in the sky. She didn't know what year it was, let alone where she was.

Where is it?

When the clouds cleared and the rain dispersed, Luo Fengtang was busy preparing hot water for the two of them to bathe again.

Yang Ruoqing was holding on to the dressing table. Her legs were still shaking after a long time.

Xindao is really happy and hardworking to be his wife!

Fortunately, I have been exercising my body and bones, and have a good physique, and rarely catch colds. Otherwise, if I had grown like a bean sprout, I really wouldn’t have been able to withstand his ferocious plunder, hahaha...

In order to delay time and not arouse the suspicion of the elders, Luo Fengtang washed himself casually, changed his clothes and went to the front yard first.

Let Yang Ruoqing stay in the big wooden barrel and take a good bath for a while to relax her muscles and bones.

When she came to the bedroom feeling comfortable and rosy after taking a bath, Luo Fengtang happened to come in from outside.

He was carrying a double-layered red lacquered wooden food box in his hand, which looked heavy at first glance.

"Ah, why did you bring me to the house?" Yang Ruoqing asked with a smile.

Luo Fengtang said, "We have already eaten. Now my aunt and my mother have to busy cleaning up the kitchen. After a while, we will leave for the mountains to burn incense, and they will start preparing the ingredients for the New Year's Eve dinner at home."

"Uncle went to the front hall to prepare things for ancestor worship. Chen'er and Baobao went back to the house to change their shoes."

"I will bring you breakfast to the house. After you finish eating, we can almost go to the front yard to meet them." He said.

Yang Ruoqing nodded, "Good."

Then he sat down, pulled the food box in front of him, opened the lid, and took out the hot meals one by one.

"Wow, why is breakfast so rich today? Steamed buns, steamed dumplings, millet porridge, pickles, and even braised eggs?"

"Hey, what's in the bottom bowl?" Yang Ruoqing asked curiously.

Luo Fengtang said, "It's fried rice soaked in old hen soup. Aunt and mother told me that our family will only eat two meals today, so everyone should eat a full meal this morning, and we will only have snacks to fill our stomachs at noon."

So that’s what happened? Yang Ruoqing nodded.

He picked up the fried rice soaked in chicken soup in front of him and took a sip, "Wow, it's so delicious. This food is truly a specialty food in our Mianniu Mountain area!"

Generation after generation, generations of people have lived on the land of Mianniu Mountain, leaving behind many rules, customs, and delicacies that have been passed down from generation to generation.

Eating chicken soup with fried rice on the morning of the first day of the first lunar month is one of them.

It's just that this year it arrived one day earlier. The main reason is because the family's conditions are better.

Those families in the village with average conditions will definitely have to stay until the first day of the Lunar New Year.

And those families with poor conditions may not be able to eat old hens. If they can buy some pork belly to make dumplings and cook two fish, it will be good!

Therefore, all rules and customs are based on realistic conditions.

Take the most popular wedding gift standards nowadays as an example. No matter what time and space, whether it is ancient or modern, even in the same region, one size does not fit all.

Rich families buy cars, houses and shops to dress up the newlyweds, and give them bank cards to travel around the world for their honeymoon.

Families with no money, just understand each other and borrow money to compare with others. Little do you know that behind this ostentatious wedding, there will be a whole family, including the newlyweds, for as long as

Several years of debt repayment.

Life is not easy for everyone in this world, so if you have money, don’t play too hard to nip it in the bud.

If you don't have money, don't be pessimistic and despair. Just correct your mentality, work hard, and be content with what you have.

Okay, let’s go too far. The main reason is that this bowl of mellow and long-lasting chicken soup is so delicious that it makes her thoughts wander.

"Does it taste good?" Luo Fengtang asked.

Yang Ruoqing nodded repeatedly and handed him the spoon, "You want to have some too?"

Luo Fengtang waved his hand, "I drank two large bowls in the kitchen earlier."

Yang Ruoqing smiled and narrowed her eyes, secretly thinking that he had lost too much protein in the morning, and drinking two bowls of chicken soup could almost make up for it, hehe.
Chapter completed!