Cheng Yang couldn't help but glance down, "How did you come to this conclusion?"
"Then why else did you say you wouldn't consummate the marriage?" Qing Lingyi asked.
"Do you want to?" Cheng Yang raised his eyes to look at her.
Qing Lingyi's first reaction was to say "Of course not", but inexplicably, she always remembered the waves of upward pleasure when Cheng Yang pleased her.
As Mrs. Xue said, being treated roughly is even more of a reward.
She couldn't speak for a while, only a blush crept up her cheeks.
Cheng Yang saw the gorgeous color through the light.
He just thought she was too ashamed and even scared.
"If you don't want to, I won't force you." Cheng Yang's voice was soft and slow.
Qing Lingyi said "oh".
After a moment, he asked tentatively: "Then if you have any other needs..."
Cheng Yang also thought about it and said, "Use your hands as you please."
Noticing her blushing face, he added: "I won't use your hands anymore. Nor anywhere else."
Qing Lingyi pursed her lips and thought to herself, he really is... really not good!
But he is so tough-talking that he can bear it all by himself.
Whatever, he wanted to save face, so she kindly gave him some face and stopped asking further questions.
Cheng Yang's fingertips lightly scraped the back of her hand and he said, "Hmm?"
"Um?"
"Why did Xu Yanshan call you hmm?" Cheng Yang asked.
Qing Lingyi was startled.
"Is it a nickname?"
Qing Lingyi was still in shock.
The corners of Chengyang's lips curved upward, "Yeah."
Repeat again: "Huh huh?"
His tone was teasing, with a slight upward pitch in his voice, which gave him an indescribable sexy tone.
Qing Lingyi's face turned red when he called her, and she tried her best to explain: "My mother got it for me..."
As soon as she finished speaking, she suddenly remembered her wedding day.
She curled up on the pear blossom couch and had a good dream.
In the dream, she had exactly this kind of conversation with her new husband.
"General Qing is good at naming," Cheng Yang said with a smile, "This nickname suits you very well. Hmm."
He shouted, and Qing Lingyi's face turned red.
She couldn't explain why this happened, so she blushed and glared at him, "Don't call me that again!"
This look was so shy that Cheng Yang almost fell into it.
His Adam's apple rolled up and down, and he squeezed her hand.
He wanted to kiss her.
But he had clearly given her a promise just now, so he forcibly restrained his inner impulse.
He just stared at her, his dark eyes filled with lust.
"...Why do you look like this?" Qing Lingyi noticed.
Cheng Yang smiled: "I kinda want to kiss you."
Qing Lingyi thought to herself, it was clear that she was dying, but this mouth could still be loved by relatives, how terrible!
"Madam, if you don't want to, forget it." Cheng Yang said again, unable to conceal his disappointment in his tone.
Qing Lingyi sneered inwardly, pretend, keep pretending!
She glanced away coolly, her eyes brushing across Cheng Yang's lips.
By some strange coincidence, she actually recalled the scene of the two kissing.
Lips and tongues intertwined, breaths mingling.
Everything around her seemed to fade away silently. She could only feel his licking and sucking, and all her rationality was dissipated in the moist and soft space. During that time, she just wanted to linger with him until death.
Cheng Yang was extremely talented and had very good kissing skills. His strong and deep kiss on the bed of Yunzhong Inn made people blush and heartbeat when thinking about it now.
Qing Lingyi pursed her lips and suddenly wanted to kiss him.
She resisted, but the more she endured, the more she couldn't bear it.
Really unable to bear it, she broke the jar and said, "I really hate you."
As he spoke, he leaned toward him.
While he was watching, he got very close.
Then, she kissed him on the lips.
After a pause, she kissed him again, and this time she didn't leave in a hurry.
She imitated what he had done at the inn, deliberately nibbling on it fiercely, but to Cheng Yang, this was tantamount to the ultimate in teasing.
His mind fluctuated sharply, he held her waist and pressed her into his arms.
The deeper the kiss, the deeper it becomes.
When love is strong.
"By the way, Lingyi, tomorrow is the anniversary of your second brother's death, and we will also pay tribute at home. I'm almost ready. Tomorrow you can find a way to get the third master off the bed..."
Halfway through what Mrs. Xue was saying, she saw the two people kissing each other inseparably on Arhat's bed.
Those two also heard her voice.
Qing Lingyi hurriedly sat down again. She was so ashamed that she covered her face with her hands.
Cheng Yang was still lying on his back on the Arhat bed, his complexion was 70%25 to 80%25 better, and his face was full of contentment.
Mrs. Xue stood still.
Cheng Yang wiped the corners of his mouth and looked sideways: "Mother."
Old Mrs. Xue couldn't hide the smile lines on her face and said: "Since you are feeling better, I think you will be able to get up tomorrow. Take Ling Yi with you to the ancestral hall to burn incense for your second brother."
Cheng Yang's eyes darkened slightly and he responded: "Okay."
Old Mrs. Xue glanced at Qing Lingyi next to her, who was so ashamed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. She smiled and said, "Okay, you can go back. The bed at Yanshanju is much larger than my Arhat bed, and it can fit in it." open."
Qing Lingyi's whole body was about to boil.
"Mother, don't scare her." Cheng Yang spoke at the right time.
Old Mrs. Xue took a deep look at him. This boy would actually hurt people.
She didn't say any more naughty words, turned around and went out.
Aunt Qi and others were waiting outside, their eyes full of worry.
"You are crying all the time. Your third master has woken up and looks better than me." Mrs. Xue snorted.
Everyone was surprised: "So fast?!"
Dr. Xin thought: "Is it because of Madam?"
"Yes," Old Mrs. The children are now much more lively, and even Third Master’s difficult illness is gradually getting better because of her.”
The old lady frowned: "I think Lingyi is the auspicious person that the master declared more than ten years ago."
Dr. Xin nodded: "I think so too."
Aunt Qi said, "It's just that the auspicious body that is widely rumored in Suidu is not the one from the Xie family?"
Old Mrs. Xue sneered: "It's just a boast, she's nothing."
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In the room.
When the turbulent mood calms down, Qing Lingyi plans to return to Yanshan Residence.
"Can you get up by yourself?" Qing Lingyi looked at Cheng Yang.
"I can get up," Cheng Yang said in a weak voice as he supported his upper body, "I just don't have the strength, so I have to be supported by my wife."
"Is it true?" Qing Lingyi felt that he was obviously much better.
"It's true." Cheng Yang said and coughed.
Qing Lingyi was dubious, "Then let me support you."
She stepped forward, took Cheng Yang's arm, and supported him, "Move yourself, too."
Cheng Yang hummed and stood up following her strength.
Being so tall, Qing Lingyi could only reach his shoulders.
His shoulders and back were broad, and the candlelight hit him, casting a shadow that completely enveloped Qing Lingyi.
Qing Lingyi felt more and more that it was of no use whether he could help or not.
Cheng Yang noticed her intention, and the moment she let go, his body tilted.
Qing Lingyi hurriedly hugged him, hugging his waist and preventing him from falling.
Cheng Yang's deep voice floated down from the top of his head: "Madam, you see, I am really weak."
Qing Lingyi whispered: "I understand..."
It was also at this time that she felt a hot sensation below her elbow.
Very hard.
Qing Lingyi took a moment to realize what it was, and her face quickly turned red.
Cheng Yang lowered his eyes and looked at her: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to scare you. This was a reaction to the kiss just now."
After a slight pause, his voice was a little lower: "Yeah, you see, I'm still pretty good at it."
