The Daily Life of the Daughter of a Minor Official

The winter night sky is deep and blue, the moon hangs coldly in the sky, the stars are twinkling, and the Prince Jin's Mansion, which has been busy all day, finally calms down.

The last girl left the room and closed the door. Su Ruojin raised her head and stretched out her arms, took a deep breath, and stretched her muscles. The rumored marriage was both joyful and tiring. I don't want to deceive her. It was true. It was really tiring. But at this moment she Finally liberated.

Stretch your hands, move your waist, and be active.

Under the warm lamp, Zhao Lan stared at the little lady with a smile on his face. He couldn't get enough of her and his heart melted.

The night is so silent.

It was so quiet that Su Ruojin stopped midway through her yawn, turned to look at the noble master whose eyes had been glued to her, and smiled sweetly, "Zhao Lan!"

Not Brother Jin, nor A Lan.

At this moment, they are newly married young men and women, equal and free.

"Ah Jin." Zhao Lan approached the young lady affectionately, with his sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes slightly lowered, and reached out to touch the young lady's delicate face, "It's late at night." His voice was low and hoarse, like a bow string grazing a cello, a low-pitched reminder. Little lady.

"ah?"

In his slightly raised eyes, the familiar young master seemed to have changed. Su Ruojin's heartbeat was beating fast.

The little lady stared at him blankly, so cute and silly, Zhao Lan couldn't help teasing her: "Huh?"

The noble young master has an unparalleled appearance and expressive eyebrows. The ending tone of the word "um" rises slightly, and in line with his low and hoarse voice, it is like a little hook, which disturbs Su Ruojin's senses.

Eyes facing each other.

The woman's eyes were bright and watery under the warm yellow light, her fair cheeks slowly turned red, and her breathing became hurried, "Yes, it's late at night."

The little lady dodged his gaze and turned to run away, but Zhao Lan held her in his arms.

"Ajin."

Ah Jin finally belonged to him.

After waiting for a long time, this moment finally came. Something deep in his heart was being pulled bit by bit by her shy and evasive appearance, causing waves of long and subtle soreness. He couldn't help but hug her tightly, burying his whole face in her warm and fragrant neck, and he felt the peace of mind he wanted.

The red candle swayed, and half of Zhao Lan's face fell into the warm halo, like a god.

Su Ruojin was fascinated. The two of them were close to each other, and she could hear his heartbeat, thump, thump, firm and powerful, exuding the hormones of a mature man.

Su Ruojin:…

Realizing what he was thinking, he lowered his eyelashes with a guilty conscience, suppressing his heart that was beating like a deer, but he couldn't help but have a hint of sweetness at the corner of his mouth.

This is her 'noble young master'!

The little girl, who was obviously no longer in trouble, looked at the bright red candle. At this moment, Su Ruojin felt a sudden expectation in her heart. Is the spring night coming soon?

The two stood hugging each other, as if they had forgotten the existence of time.

Only the burning red candle made a crackle, waking up the two loving people.

"I...I'm going to wash up first..."

Su Ruojin was about to slip away, but Zhao Lan grabbed her, lowered her head and kissed her.

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Tonight's bride retreated step by step under the groom's attack. She was kissed so hard that her breath was broken, and even her heartbeat rhythm was disrupted. Until Zhao Lan kissed down along the skin behind her ears, and he used his mouth to untie Da Hong. Su Ruojin felt the coolness of the air suddenly touch her skin as she tied her clothes, and suddenly woke up.

"No." The voice was already soft and unreasonable.

The emotional Zhao Lan coaxed in a low voice, "Ajin, we are married!"

Yes, you're married, and now it's the wedding night, so what's wrong with that?

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Outside the house, the cold wind howled and came through the hall, but was completely blocked by the thick door wall.

Inside the house, red candles flickered, as passionate as fire. (End of chapter)