Transmigrate to be Queen

Although Ning Xiaoman muttered in a low voice, according to Zheng Fusheng's ear power, he naturally heard it clearly. Even Qingkou who just came in heard it. Therefore, when Zheng Fusheng succeeded in smiling and bending his eyebrows and eyes, Qingkou also secretly bent the corner of his mouth. It seems that the couple get along well.

"Xiaoman, don't move. I'll add you some hot water. Don't burn you."

Qingkou ignored the flirting between the couple, but dutifully pulled up his sleeve and wanted to put his hand in between Ning Xiaoman to help her add water, but he was stopped by his Highness the third prince.

I know Qingkou taught maner a lot of things, so I didn't say much about Qingkou and maner, you and me, the third prince Zheng Fusheng,

"Come down from the temple, Qingkou. Go out and have a rest. Let everyone in the room step back and don't have to wait."

The third prince took the work in Qingkou's hand and let the people out. Before Qingkou left, he looked at Ning Xiaoman with an awkward face in the bath bucket. The little eyes that wanted to hold people were also very helpless for Qingkou, but she really couldn't help. She could only walk out of the bathroom firmly under Xiaoman's sad eyes.

Seeing that the master finally walked out of the door, Ning Xiaoman took back his eyes with the closed door, which made the third prince a little dissatisfied. Today is his wedding. Shouldn't the bride look at herself all the time? Hasn't she gone out yet? The third prince was depressed.

"Man'er, why are you looking at Qingkou so much?"

Ning Xiaoman can't imagine that this always smart third prince's highness will eat such useless dry vinegar. What's more, she can't turn her head when she is naked facing the third prince Zheng Fusheng.

Seeing that Man'er didn't answer himself, the third prince stretched out his hand to try the water temperature in the bucket, then stretched out a hand, separated Ning Xiaoman, and began to add water to the bath bucket. While adding water, he stirred the water with his hand to try the temperature. He was afraid of burning Man'er.

Feeling that the temperature was right, he threw down the water ladle in his hand, quickly stripped his clothes and jumped into the bath bucket. This is a specially customized bath bucket for today's big day. It's really just right to load the third prince Zheng Fusheng.

Ning Xiaoman hasn't responded yet. The third prince Zheng Fusheng's people are already in the barrel. This really makes Ning Xiaoman don't know what to do. He quickly shrinks himself on the barrel wall,

"You, why do you come in? I'll wash it right away. Why don't you go out and wait a minute?"

Bathing with a man is really challenging Ning Xiaoman's limit. Now she doesn't know how to put her hands and feet. Zheng Fusheng has already pasted it up and reached out to hold Man'er in her arms. When the two places are soft and pasted on her, Zheng Fusheng feels that she is going to spit fire.

"Man'er..."

He wanted to talk to Ning Xiaoman to express his excitement at the moment, but he only called Man'er's name and didn't know what to say.

So he just hugged the person in his arms more tightly and kissed her lips. This kiss was neither fierce nor indulgent. It was just a gentle grinding. He didn't want to kiss fiercely, but he was afraid he couldn't control it. He wanted to give Man'er the most unforgettable start.

"Man'er, let me rub your back. Let's finish washing quickly and go out, or the water will be cold again and don't freeze you again."

Trying to control his mood of turning into a wolf at this time, the third prince Zheng Fusheng grabbed the cloth towel next to him and helped Ning Xiaoman wipe his back.

However, the third prince couldn't help being distracted. He picked up people quickly and wiped himself carelessly with a cloth towel.

"Man'er, you stand firm."

First put Ning Xiaoman on the small wooden stool outside the bucket, and then Zheng Fusheng swished out of the bucket, took an inner robe hanging on one side, turned back, wrapped Ning Xiaoman quickly, directly crossed and carried the person out.

He walked quickly to the bed, put the person in his hand on the bed as gently as possible, pulled the quilt to cover the person, grabbed the inner robe, wiped the water droplets on his body, then jumped onto the bed, and fell down the bed curtain with his backhand. A pair of red candles were flaming outside. Zheng Fusheng, who got on the bed, carefully hugged Man'er in his arms.

"Man'er, will you open your eyes and see me?"

Finally, he married his daughter-in-law. Only Zheng Fusheng knew the hardships. He wanted to have a good look at Man'er and the woman he had fallen in love with for so long.

Man'er slowly opened his eyes. His long eyelashes seemed to brush on Zheng Fusheng's heart, which made his heart itchy and could not be scratched or rubbed. He didn't know how to express his mind. Finally, under the gaze of those black eyes, Zheng Fusheng sent his lips, and the spring light of a room remained in the warm tent, Reflecting a pair of flowers and candles in the bridal chamber.