In the night, it finally quieted down.
Yu Liulang closed the door, looking at Feng Xiaohua sitting upright on the kang, not knowing why, he felt a bit nervous.
The man just looked on, not taking a single step.
And Feng Xiaohua too, her fingers continuously fiddling with her clothes, her hands slightly trembling.
Tonight, many people ca and went, but none had steps as steady as Yu Liulang’s, making her feel at ease.
At last, she endured these ten years.
Beca his wife!
Rembering what Shuangshuang said tonight, the originally very nervous Feng Xiaohua suddenly gathered courage and spoke softly.
"Aren’t you coming over?"
Yu Liulang was stunned, never expecting Feng Xiaohua to call for him on her own.
For a mont, he was both surprised and excited. He rushed up, grabbing Feng Xiaohua’s small hand. Perhaps it was a bit too rough, Feng Xiaohua yelped.
The man imdiately beca nervous.
"Xiaohua, what’s wrong, did I hurt you?"
The man’s nervousness made Feng Xiaohua feel cherished.
Her hand gently wrapped around Yu Liulang’s, the red bridal veil was lifted at this mont, revealing a beautiful person as radiant as a peach blossom, stirring ripples in Yu Liulang’s heart.
"Xiaohua, you look so beautiful!"
Feng Xiaohua blushed, lowering her head, not daring to look up again.
But the man wouldn’t let her off that easily. He stepped forward, holding her chin, leaning in.
Although Feng Xiaohua had previously visited Yu Si Niang’s house with Yu Liulang and often went out together, they had never done anything out of line. Not even a kiss, at most just holding hands.
Innocent indeed!
Now, having tasted the at, Yu Liulang gradually couldn’t control himself, becoming bolder.
Gradually... the two bared their hearts, but Feng Xiaohua beca afraid.
Suddenly transitioning from soone else’s daughter to Yu Liulang’s wife, waking up every morning, no longer seeing her father, but this man called "husband."
Even though she loved him deeply, Feng Xiaohua was still scared.
"Sixth Brother, I’m scared..."
This admission of fear revealed all of Feng Xiaohua’s fears and bewildernt about the unknown world.
Yu Liulang’s heart softened upon hearing this. He gently stroked Feng Xiaohua’s hair.
"Don’t be afraid, now that we’re married, you’re mine. I’ll protect you from now on."
"If you’re worried about your father being lonely, we can visit him every day. You can choose any al, morning, noon, or night. If you don’t want to co back, we can stay at his place."
"I’ve got all his lands covered. As long as you’re happy, everything will be fine."
Listening to Yu Liulang’s words, Feng Xiaohua felt her heart lting.
On their wedding night, instead of rushing things, her husband was comforting her emotions.
This man was worth marrying!
"Sixth Brother, I’m not scared anymore..." Feng Xiaohua said, spreading her hands.
Under the red candlelight, the scene felt stunning to Yu Liulang.
Inside the room, Yu Liulang kept pressing forward.
Outside, Mu Danian, at this ti, climbed over the wall, wanting to eavesdrop, when suddenly a short-statured woman appeared in front of him.
"Little sister-in-law, what are you up to?" Mu Danian grinned, his smile carrying an obnoxious hint of sleaze.
Li Juhua and Mu Danian had the sa goal, both there to eavesdrop. Earlier that night, she saw Feng Xiaohua wearing a new bridal outfit, dolled up like a peacock, even her honest-to-goodness husband was stunned watching.
She wanted to see if this woman was like other won. Just as she stepped outside, she encountered Mu Danian.
"What’s it to you? Get away!"
In the dark, Mrs. Li couldn’t see Mu Danian’s face and therefore had no interest in him.
"Little sister-in-law, don’t be so heartless. We’re family after all."
As he spoke, Mu Danian moved closer to Mrs. Li.
Mrs. Li couldn’t dodge in ti and was hugged by Mu Danian.
"Little sister-in-law, you have such a slim waist. Ever since I saw you during the day, I’ve been captivated by you. It’s so late now, I just wanted to see you. Since fate brought us together, why not follow the will of heaven?"
It had been a long ti since Mrs. Li was complinted on her looks.
The last ti she was praised was when she was a girl, by a shepherd boy in the village.
Yu Erlang was like a log, never speaking sweet words, never caring for people, only resorting to actions when pushed.
Mrs. Li’s heart gradually lted...
Just as Mrs. Li was about to speak to Mu Danian, footsteps approached.
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