My Qin Huairu in Siheyuan is not the White Lotus of the Golden Age

After the dinner, Wang Zicheng distributed a lot of wedding candies, which finally sent away those who wanted to make trouble in the bridal chamber, especially the children from the third uncle's family, each of whom received a huge amount of gifts.

Wang Zicheng is happy today and doesn't care.

Besides, the Third Uncle is quite reliable. If it weren’t for the Third Uncle’s help, he really wouldn’t be able to prepare.

It was late at night, the candlelight was dim, and there were two people in the room.

Wang Zicheng said to his newlywed wife Qin Huairu: "Sister, it's getting late, let's take a rest."

Looking at his beautiful wife, Wang Zicheng's heart was very hot. He stretched out his hand and held Qin Huairu in his arms. Smelling Qin Huairu's girlish fragrance, his big hands were also eager to move.

Feeling the hot breath coming from Wang Zicheng, the strange feeling also made the young Qin Huairu feel a different kind of impulse and excitement.

Since the engagement, Qin Huairu's mother has told her many things that only happen between husband and wife. The naive feelings are rapidly sprouting, and when the feelings are strong, her body begins to move unconsciously.

Responding clumsily to Wang Zicheng's passion.

From shyness and reluctance to youthfulness and expectation.

I will never regret undressing myself, 10,000 words omitted here...

Wang Zicheng entered the bridal chamber happily, but the other people in the courtyard could not sleep well.

Jia Dongxu, Xu Damao, He Yuzhu, the eldest uncle, and the other men in the courtyard probably won't be able to sleep tonight.

Qin Huairu's beauty is fresh and unworldly, and she doesn't look like a country girl at all. Especially after she changed into new clothes, her manners are elegant, gentle and charming, just like a lady from a noble family.

The men who got married in the Siheyuan compared their wives with Qin Huairu, saying that there was a world of difference between them and they were extremely envious.

Unmarried men are extremely greedy for Qin Huairu.

Didn’t you see that at the wedding banquet, Xu Damao stared at Qin Huairu for a long time, with his saliva almost flowing out. If he hadn’t been stopped by Wang Zicheng’s eyes, who knows what would have happened.

There is also Jia Dongxu. Not only that, but even his mother, the old pious woman Jia Zhang, was looking at Wang Zicheng and his wife with an expression that seemed to be about to burst into anger.

Jia Dongxu, who was emotionally frustrated, was filled with jealousy when he saw that Wang Zicheng, who was the same age as him, had married such a beautiful wife.

"Qin Huairu was originally his!"

I tossed and turned in bed and couldn't sleep.

The Jia house was very small, with only one bed, separated by a curtain in the middle.

Jia Dongxu, who was tossing and turning, pulled aside the curtain and asked, "Mom, I came back late. Do you know if Wang Zicheng and the others have obtained the marriage certificate?"

Jia Zhang said impatiently, "I got it!"

After saying this indifferently, Jia Zhang turned over and pretended to be asleep angrily. She didn't want to talk.

After a night, when I woke up in the morning, I looked at Qin Huairu sleeping next to me. Her face was flushed and her eyes were slightly closed. She looked like a lazy kitten, so cute.

The devil in Wang Zicheng's heart couldn't help but erupt again, and his big hand slowly reached out to Qin Huairu who was still sleeping.

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After the exciting battle, Wang Zicheng caressed Qin Huairu's soft hair tenderly and said gently, "Sister, take a rest first. I'll get you something to eat."

Qin Huairu was very tired from being tormented by Wang Zicheng and agreed listlessly.

Before the wedding, Wang Zicheng prepared some food. He went to the kitchen and carefully cooked a bowl of millet porridge and gave it to Qin Huairu: "Sister, I'll help you up."

"Uh-huh!"

After finishing the porridge, Qin Huairu snuggled up to Wang Zicheng and said softly, "Husband, can you let me go tonight? I have to go back to my parents' home tomorrow. I'm afraid I can't get out of bed."

Wang Zicheng listened to Qin Huairu's tiny movements, pinched her hook, and said with a wicked smile, "Why can't you get out of bed?"

Qin Huairu chuckled: "It's you, you're as strong as a bull, I..."

The two of them snuggled together, talking privately and intimately. Even the hot weather could not separate them. They stayed together and depended on each other.

Three poles in the sun.

The men in the courtyard were about to go to work. When Xu Damao from the backyard walked to the middle courtyard, he saw the door of the eldest prince Cheng's house was closed and said jealously: "Tsk, don't get up yet, I'll sleep you to death!"

After a while, He Yuzhu also got up.

He also looked towards Wang Zicheng's house, and muttered with envy: "Sister Qin is so pretty, I want to marry a woman as pretty as Sister Qin."

After a while, Jia Dongxu from the front yard also sneaked into the middle yard before going to work, and looked at Wang Zicheng's Fang Xin viciously: "Wang Zicheng, there will always be something I will make you pay for!"

After saying that, he left without looking back.

At this time, an old man also went out.

He looked at the tightly closed door and lightly scolded: "You are so young and yet you only know how to pursue pleasure. You don't even get up when the sun is shining on your butt. This is immoral!"

There are all kinds of people in the courtyard, with as much joy as sorrow.

The sun rose in the east and set in the west. After a day of being together at home, Wang Zicheng and Qin Huairu soon fell asleep. Wang Zicheng also agreed to Qin Huairu's request. The night was peaceful and harmonious.

The second day of the wedding.

Wang Zicheng got up early and went out to get some things while Qin Huairu was still sleeping. When he came back, Qin Huairu was still sleeping.

There is a custom in marriage here that on the second day after the wedding, the bride has to go back to her parents' home with the groom, which is also called "returning to the parents' home". This is an indispensable etiquette.

The elders in the bride's family attach great importance to the three-day visit.

After Qin Huairu woke up, he rode his bicycle and took Qin Huairu back to her parents' home happily, bringing gifts prepared for the two elders.

Today is already Saturday, and Wang Zicheng does not have much vacation time left.

After visiting the two elders, Wang Zicheng rode his bicycle and took Qin Huairu back to Sijiucheng. However, they did not return to the Siheyuan, but stayed in a guesthouse in Sijiucheng.

On the weekend, Wang Zicheng took Qin Huairu on a tour of the city, watched the solemn flag-raising ceremony at Tiananmen Square, and saw the majestic Great Wall...

By the time they returned to the courtyard, it was already very late.

After a day of shopping, Qin Huairu was already exhausted. She took a shower and went to bed.

But Wang Zicheng was full of energy. He had just been riding his bike for a whole day, but he looked like nothing had happened.

After taking a shower, he looked at Qin Huairu on the bed with a look of pity in his eyes. He cursed in his heart: "Wang Zicheng, it's just one night, let your wife have a good rest!"

After struggling for a long time, he finally managed to hold back his inner restlessness, but Qin Huairu, who kept getting closer to him, didn't know what that meant.

And her hand, she was so restless even when she was asleep, she had to be held.

Such bad habits must not be tolerated!