Yang Fan's heart was burning. He couldn't help but reach out to grab her waist. Xiao Man screamed and fell into Yang Fan's arms.
Xiao Man panicked, "Elder Brother!"
Yang Fan stared at her and said, "Call me Langjun!"
Xiao Man gave in. She closed her beautiful eyes tightly and said with a trembling voice, "Langjun!" As soon as she said that, her body felt like it was boneless. She fell into Yang Fan's arms and couldn't get up again.
In fact, since Yang Fan was imprisoned, Xiao Man realized that she loved him. She regretted not being a real husband and wife with her Langjun. When she knew that her Langjun had not only Sister Wan 'er, but also Tin Aino, who loved him deeply, and even Princess Taiping was interested in him, Xiao Man had a strong sense of crisis.
She had planned to give herself to her Langjun tonight. Unfortunately, as soon as she saw Yang Fan, she couldn't do anything. If Yang Fan didn't reach out, she wouldn't dare to do anything. At this time, Yang Fan reached out and hugged her. Xiao Man's bones were soft, and she didn't have the strength to struggle. She could only take what he wanted.
"Niuniu …"
Yang Fan whispered in Xiao Man's ear. Xiao Man's heart felt warm and itchy. She blushed and looked at Yang Fan shyly. She gently leaned on his chest, closed her eyes, and said softly, "Elder Brother … Langjun …"
The gentle candlelight illuminated the surroundings, and it seemed tranquil and beautiful. In the tranquility, only the rustling of clothes could be heard. Xiao Man's eyes were closed tightly, her breathing was heavy, and her face was completely red. She was at the mercy of her brother, and even her delicate body that was soft and smooth like fine jade was completely presented before Yang Fan, yet she was completely unaware.
Xiao Man's mind was in a daze. She had no idea that her brother had already stripped her like a little lamb. Her slender and fair legs, her round and plump buttocks, her plump and perky breasts, and the red mark that seduced one's soul were all exposed in front of Yang Fan's eyes.
Yang Fan's movements were very gentle. He loved her as if he was his most beloved treasure. Xiao Man, who had just experienced sex, was intoxicated. Amidst the sweet moans, Xiao Man completed the transformation from a young girl to a young woman. When she woke up from the Elysium, she snuggled up to Yang Fan's sweaty chest, feeling his strong embrace, and suddenly cried tears of joy.
She didn't know why she was crying. She only felt that at this moment, her heart was dripping with joy. Otherwise, it wouldn't be enough to pour out the warmth and joy in her heart. Xiao Man was like a little lamb in Yang Fan's arms. Her slender legs were still intimately wrapped around Yang Fan's waist. The calmness and gentleness after the passion were slowly seeping into each other's hearts.
"Xiao Man."
Yang Fan's hand gently stroked her shoulders, back, and slender waist. It slid all the way to her plump, firm, and tight buttocks. He whispered in her ear.
"Mmm." Xiao Man responded in a low voice in his arms. She sounded like she was moaning and moaning.
Yang Fan said emotionally, "Xiao Man, from now on, you're mine!"
Xiao Man raised her moist eyes and stared at her lifelong lover. She softly corrected him, "Ever since we were young …"
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In the early morning, Xiao Man opened her eyes to the sound of the rooster crowing. Only then did she realize that she was still snuggling in her husband's arms. She was a little shy and wanted to get up and put on her clothes. However, Yang Fan's arms were very firm. She was afraid of waking him up, so she could only obediently snuggle up to him and lie down.
Looking at Yang Fan's handsome face and his firm and strong chest, Xiao Man couldn't help but smile sweetly as she recalled the scene from last night. She, who had just experienced the rain and dew for the first time, had been reborn. She had really become a little woman. It had been a long time since she married her husband, but today, she had truly become a woman.
That feeling … that feeling … Xiao Man thought for a long time and could only describe it with the phrase "too wonderful for words."
"Langjun, Elder Brother …"
Xiao Man looked at Yang Fan in a daze. Her eyes were full of love. She couldn't help but reach out and gently stroke his handsome eyebrows.
"Ah!"
As soon as her hand touched his eyebrows, Yang Fan, who had been sleeping with his eyes closed, suddenly reached out and firmly grasped her little hand. He opened his smiling eyes and gently said, "Little girl, are you naughty again?"
Xiao Man was caught by him and couldn't help but pout coquettishly, "You're pretending to be asleep!"
Her gaze followed Yang Fan's eyes and looked down. She was shocked to find that her body was exposed. Xiao Man was even more shy. She hurriedly pulled the thin quilt to cover her body, but Yang Fan just wouldn't let go. She couldn't help but beg, "Langjun!"
Yang Fan smiled but didn't say anything. Xiao Man pretended to be pitiful again and said, "Elder Brother …"
This trick really worked. Yang Fan couldn't bear to tease her anymore and let go. Xiao Man quickly pulled the thin quilt that had slid down her shoulder and wrapped herself up tightly. Only her face was exposed. Yang Fan saw how cute she was. He couldn't help but tap her nose and asked with a smile, "Langjun and you were lovey-dovey last night. Were you happy?"
Xiao Man blushed and refused to answer. Yang Fan's eyes were bright, but he didn't want to let her go. Xiao Man had nowhere to hide under Yang Fan's gaze. She just frowned and said shyly, "I was tormented by you for half a night. My body is about to fall apart. What's there to be happy about?"
"Really? Really? "
Yang Fan moved closer and touched the tip of his nose. He said, "So it's your husband who didn't do a good job. Come on, let's do it again. "
Xiao Mang was startled. After all, she was just a beginner, and although she had practiced martial arts since childhood, she was still young, and her endurance for this kind of bedroom pleasure was far inferior to that of a mature woman like Shangguan Wan'er. Last night, she barely managed to bear it. Although she had tasted the bliss after suffering, she still couldn't bear such a strong body. She hurriedly begged for mercy, "No, no, it's broad daylight … Okay, okay, I admit it."
Only then did Yang Fan let her go. He laughed and said, "Admit what?"
Xiao Man lowered her eyes and said shyly, "Admit … I'm very happy!"
Yang Fan said, "Who's happy?"
Xiao Man pushed him and said angrily, "I don't care about you anymore. I need to get dressed and get up."
Yang Fan said, "It's still early. What are you afraid of lying down for a while?"
Xiao Man said, "The hot water I prepared last night is already cold. Since there's no one around, I need to quickly boil some hot water to wash my body. How can I be like you and not get up?"
"The hot water I prepared last night …"
Yang Fan thought for a while and said mischievously, "My wife, it seems to have been premeditated …"
Xiao Man was embarrassed. She reached out to cover Yang Fan's mouth and said coquettishly, "Don't say anymore. If you say anymore, I'll … "
Xiao Man's mouth flattened. It looked like she was about to cry.
Yang Fan quickly nodded. Xiao Man was not satisfied. She glared at him and said, "I'm going to get dressed. You cover your eyes. Don't peek!"
Yang Fan hurriedly covered his eyes. Xiao Man stared at his hand and slowly sat up. She quickly grabbed the clothes scattered on the bedside and hurriedly put them on. Yang Fan gently opened his fingers. The boundless spring scenery was too beautiful to behold. In the past, Yang Fan had never seen a woman put on clothes so calmly and unruffled. Looking at it now, he only felt that every move of hers was extremely amorous.
Xiao Man got up, but Yang Fan was still lying on the bed and refused to get up. After recalling the sweet taste of last night, he actually fell asleep again. Xiao Man finished cleaning and tiptoed back to the bedroom. Seeing that he had fallen asleep again, she couldn't help but let out a sweet smile. She wrinkled her nose and said, "You only know how to sleep!"
While Yang Fan was sleeping soundly, Xiao Man sat in front of the dressing table. She trimmed her eyebrows and painted her lips. She dressed up seriously. When her face appeared in the mirror, even she was stunned. It wasn't that she hadn't dressed up before, but she had never seen herself like this.
Her eyebrows and facial features were still the same, but there was a different kind of charm, tender and alluring, and lustful. That kind of radiant energy came from the bones, it was not something that could be painted with rouge and makeup. Speaking of which, on the day of her marriage, the two female officials in the palace were responsible for dressing her up was the most meticulous. But that kind of beauty was only on the surface. It lacked this kind of liveliness and liveliness.
Xiao Man gently stroked her cheeks. For a moment, she was also dumbfounded and speechless …
Yang Fan was still sleeping soundly. Xiao Man ran to the side of the bed in surprise and softly called, "Langjun?"
Yang Fan hadn't woken up yet. Xiao Man was anxious to let him see her appearance. She called again, but he still didn't wake up. Xiao Man was anxious. She knelt on the bed and reached out to lift the thin quilt …
There were a few "plum blossoms" on the bed. That was the masterpiece she left last night.
"Ah!" Xiao Man shyly exclaimed and quickly pressed the thin quilt down. Yang Fan hazily opened his eyes and casually asked, "What's wrong?"
Xiao Man quickly pulled the thin quilt off his body. She didn't care that he was naked. She only firmly pressed the thin quilt down and said with a straight face, "It's time to get up, pig!"
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Yang Fan woke up early in the morning. He freshened up and ate with Xiao Man at the same table. Everything was the same as in the past. But after becoming husband and wife, the feeling was really different. One look, one word, one action, and there was a faint sense of estrangement in the past. It was the so-called "oil in honey". That kind of feeling could only be understood after experiencing it personally.
After breakfast, the young couple exchanged a few intimate words, and the day's business was settled in the midst of whispering to each other.
That morning, Yang Fan had to go to the White Horse Temple to thank Monk Xue. After that, he would see if there was enough time before deciding whether or not to see Wu Sansi. In the afternoon, because Zhao Yu was coming, he had to go to the Imperial Envoy Station to get the "documents" and "city registration." He also had to go to Nan City to appease the shopkeepers. At night, they would go home together for dinner.
After the matter was settled, the two reluctantly said goodbye. Yang Fan rode straight to the White Horse Temple.
When Yang Fan arrived at the White Horse Temple, it was already late in the morning. When he arrived at the back of the temple, he only saw Hong Yi, Hong Liu, and the others. After asking, he found out that Xue Huaiyi had been invited by Wu Sansi to drink at the "Golden Hairpin Drunken". This was good. As long as he went to the "Golden Hairpin Drunken", he would be able to see the two people he wanted to thank.
Yang Fan and the brothers of the White Horse Temple gathered for a while. Then he said goodbye and hurried to the "Golden Hairpin Drunken". But he didn't expect that among the guests attending the "Golden Hairpin Drunken", there was Princess Taiping's son-in-law, Wu Youji.
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