Passionate Devotion

Chapter 2259 2314 puts marriage on the agenda 1

In the dead of night, after the wedding night in the bridal chamber, Nan Sheng was in love with a quilt and wrapped himself into a small silkworm pupa, waiting for the man to cook her baby red date porridge.

She was the only person in the room. She touched her side, moved her body, slept on his pillow and rubbed it, secretly reminiscing about what she had just experienced. Now she is full of the sweetness of raw rice cooking mature rice. Into the honeypot.

After some time, the man walked into the bedroom with the bowl, and she immediately closed her eyes and pretended to sleep.

A low laugh came from my ear: "Get up and get drunk, I know you are pretending to sleep."

Nan Sheng smiled and sat up.

Looking up, the man he likes is sitting on the head of the bed, holding a white porcelain bowl in his beautiful hand and holding a small spoon in the other hand. He bowed his head and blew it twice. The action is so gentle, he must be cold. She eats.

I am so happy, the bridal night is not ambiguous at all, considerate and memorable.

Nan Sheng was thinking about it, but saw him holding the spoon in his mouth and chewing slowly.

".................."

The plot is wrong. He finished one bite, then took the second bite, and then the third bite...If this goes on, isn't he going to eat up a whole bowl of white fungus and red date porridge?

Nan Sheng opened his eyes suddenly and swallowed his saliva: "Hey, what's the matter with you, shouldn't you give it to me when it's cold? You asked me to wait for a long time, and said that he would make white fungus and red bean soup to moisturize me. Voice, is it too much for me to look at you when you eat it yourself? I was wiped out by you just now. Now I... Now you are actually your bride, and you should be treated like a concubine!"

Lonely Shan put the bowl and spoon aside, looked at her disappointed expression, smiled badly.

His eyes are full of playful light.

In the next moment, he put the porridge taste in her mouth: "How does it taste? Is it a favored concubine?"

"It's... not bad... but it's a bit close to the treatment of the concubine class, and we still need to work hard."

Lonely Shan picked up the white porcelain bowl and soup spoon again, took a spoonful of white fungus and red date porridge and blew it gently on her lips. After tasting half of it, she handed the other half to her mouth. Nan Shengqing swallowed it while blinking. Blinking those big eyes with a little charming and charming.

Lonely Shan felt that her eyes were life-threatening enough that he could not wait to put down the bowl and spoon and have another bridal candle.

It's a pity that she has to go to school and live on campus. She is still a charming little flower, which may be destroyed by him accidentally...

A bowl of white fungus and red jujube soup with soothing throat, Lonely Shan pulled her down and lay down together, two people fell asleep on the same pillow, Lonely Shan encircled her in his arms, with a unique texture in his voice: "Go to sleep," My sleeping beauty."

But he was not sleepy at all, drank at noon, and slept all afternoon.

In the quiet night, the woman lay in his arms with her eyes closed, and fell asleep deeply. He was already thinking about preparing for the bride price and the important events of life for the wedding. Now that the bridal chamber has been in, the wedding should be done as soon as possible. In order to avoid long dreams, he doesn't want to drag her to marry someone else in a wedding dress, and regret it then.

The more Lonely Shan thought about it, the more she couldn't sleep. In the end, she just looked at the girl in her arms and watched quietly all night.

Early the next morning, at seven o'clock in the morning, the alarm clock rang on time, and Nan Shengqing was still trapped in the fluffy quilt. He couldn't wait to get up without being woken up.

After getting up, she picked up her mobile phone, turned off the alarm clock, and went to prepare breakfast for her enthusiastically.

After this night, even getting up in the morning to cook for her became a romantic thing.

(End of this chapter)