The correct way to open Chenyuan Lively and Fragrant

114 go home

A few days ago, An Yichen's comfortable hands seemed to be still on the skin, and there was still a memory in the mist of being fed the bitter medicine by mouth, and then fell asleep with the warm embrace, until he woke up drunk and confirmed that nothing was wrong. After leaving, even if he made the decision to owe him and hurt him, he still took care of him and loved him as usual, which made him feel at ease.

Ning Zhiyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, caught up with An Yichen, and hugged him tightly from behind.

Ning Zhiyuan shouted: "I won't marry! I won't marry!"

An Yichen lowered his head and smiled, the dimples of wine were deeply imprinted on his face, he turned around and quickly wrapped his arms around his waist and the back of his neck with the other, kissed Ning Zhiyuan fiercely, biting his lips frantically and excitedly.

What responded to him was Ning Zhiyuan's passionate tongue sticking out and his hands hugging his back.

After kissing for a while, they parted panting.

An Yichen caressed Ning Zhiyuan's face with his fingers, his eyes were full of tenderness, and with a smile on his lips, he sighed: "Baby, I love you."

Ning Zhiyuan suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, as if the haze covering his heart had dissipated, he couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth along with it, it turns out that as long as An Yichen is happy, he can easily feel happy.

Ning Zhiyuan said: "I will go to Xiaoya Taro tomorrow to divorce the engagement."

An Yichen combed Ning Zhiyuan's messy hair just now. Although he was happy in his heart, he couldn't help worrying about him: "But...according to Xiaoya Taro's plan, you should hate the Wen family even more and rely on him even more. If you want to withdraw the engagement, he might be suspicious."

Ning Zhiyuan: "No, he's going to kill Peishan. I can take advantage of this, so I don't have to marry Huizi! You may not know that two people in your family have passed away within a short period of time after you haven't been in Mowangling for many years. The mourner must observe filial piety for three years and cannot marry, otherwise the two parties will commit evil and spread the whole family's descendants. I think that although Xiao Yataro is not superstitious about Chinese customs, he has to do business in China after all, so he can't ignore gossip, right? "

An Yichen nodded: "It seems that this time he is stealing money without losing money!"

Ning Zhiyuan said: "Then you won't go back?"

An Yichen looked at the sky: "You still have something to do? This is what you were going to talk about just now?"

Ning Zhiyuan paused: "Yes, that's it."

Actually just thought of it.

Seeing his reaction, An Yichen didn't know him, but he didn't say anything, and said: "Then it's over now, there's nothing else, I'll go home first."

This person is still hugging him now, with his lower body pressed against him, but he can still say such words in such a tone, Ning Zhiyuan said dissatisfiedly: "That's one! There are others And what home are you going back to! Ning Mansion is your home! You are already married to me! Ning An Yichen, you are not allowed to say that you are going to go to another place to go home in the future!"

An Yichen originally wanted him to comfort her a few more times, to listen to him act like a baby, to calm down his wounded heart, but Ning Zhiyuan was actually angry, a bit angry...

An Yichen couldn't help but nestled on Ning Zhiyuan's shoulder and laughed out loud, hugging him even tighter.

Ning Zhiyuan was so embarrassed that he realized that he had overreacted, and was lifted up by An Yichen the next moment.

Being lifted up suddenly, Ning Zhiyuan quickly supported An Yichen's shoulders to stabilize his body and asked, "Oh? What are you doing?"

An Yichen wrapped his arms around Ning Zhiyuan's thighs, took advantage of it, and stepped forward when he felt secure, "Go back to the room! Didn't you say something happened?"

Ning Zhiyuan was overjoyed, his heart was filled with sweetness, he smiled, but he saw something out of the corner of his eyes, he patted An Yichen on the shoulder and said: "Oh, wait! Wait! Let me down!"

An Yichen heard what he said seriously, so he put it down, Ning Zhiyuan ran forward a few steps, picked up the medicine box that had been dropped on the ground, carried it on his shoulder, and stretched out his hand to An Yichen while walking back.

An Yichen took the hand from him and clenched it tightly.

The two walked hand in hand on the midsummer turf.

The sun is blazing, the cicadas are chirping, the breeze is blowing, and the birds are chirping.

Ning Zhiyuan: "When the Japanese chamber of commerce is settled, I will use eight sedan chairs to marry you. When the time comes, don't run away!"

An Yichen lowered his eyes and smiled, "Okay."

Ning Zhiyuan: "How many tables should the wine be arranged?"

An Yichen: "Shouldn't you first ask me how much the bride price is?"

The murmur of lovers.

As soon as Ning Zhiyuan put the medicine box on the table, he couldn't wait to press An Yichen against the door and kiss him.

An Yichen deliberately asked while he was biting his neck: "Don't you have something to say? Why don't you say it first?"

Ning Zhiyuan was busy biting his neck: "Yes, there is something."

An Yichen licked his other earlobe: "What's the matter? En?"

Ning Zhiyuan's hand struck at the first button of An Yichen's gown: "It's very important, it's a matter of business."

The corners of An Yichen's mouth curled up slightly, and he hugged him tightly. He reached in from the slit hem of his clothes and caressed his waist: "What's the business?"

Feeling the place where the lower bodies of the two are touching, the desire/desire that has just disappeared is pushing against each other. For An Yichen's knowingly questioning, Ning Zhiyuan decided to punish him a little. : "Do business!"

Ning Zhiyuan lay weakly on the bed and let An Yichen serve him. He gently wiped off the sweat from his body with a wet towel. An Yichen said softly, "The bruises have faded a lot. I'll help you push after dinner."

Ning Zhiyuan suddenly thought: "I... I was so angry at that time, I hit your brother like that..."

An Yichen: "It's okay, he should be beaten."

At that time, the news of Ning Peishan's death made me just want to beat Wen Shixuan to death, let him pay for her life, and had no time to care about him. He seemed to have a smear on his face before hitting him?"

An Yichen only told himself that Ning Peishan was frightened by Wen Shixuan's guilt and Wen Jingchang's plan to beat Wen Shixuan to death, and she gave birth prematurely. She didn't mention whether Wen Shixuan was beaten or not.

Ning Zhiyuan: "Did you get beaten up by Uncle Wen? I'll stop here again..."

That was An Yichen's relative, although he hated Wen Shixuan very much, but he was An Yichen's younger brother after all, he was afraid that if he was beaten, An Yichen would be caught in the middle and it would be difficult for him to be a man.

An Yichen raised his eyebrows, and didn't directly answer Wen Shixuan who beat him: "He's fine, he won't die, but you still call him Uncle? Shouldn't he be called Dad?"

Changing from Master Wen to Uncle Wen, Ning Zhiyuan's state of mind has already changed a lot, and now he directly wants to call him Dad, so he feels a little embarrassed.

An Yichen: "The night before Dad's funeral, I knelt down with you at the head of the coffin, and Dai Baixiao saluted our dad! Although I really want to see Dad off, there are so many people in the funeral procession, I have to give up because of your plan." gone."

At that time, Ning Zhiyuan was only concerned about being sad and moved, but now that he thinks about it, his heart is so sweet, he hugged An Yichen's waist like a loach and said: "I haven't lifted the big sedan chair to welcome you yet! I dare not Presumptuous self-indulgence! Your father is naturally my father! Father Wen! Father!"

An Yichen leaned down and kissed his forehead: "Thank you, thank you for letting your father recognize me..."

Ning Zhiyuan blushed slightly: "What's there to be thankful for...I, I am your husband, this is what I should..."

An Yichen's eyebrows and eyes were slightly curved, and he smiled lightly, the tenderness in his eyes was like a deep pool of water in a lake: "So, I will also try my best to get my father to recognize us."

Ning Zhiyuan sank in after seeing it, and when he found out, the two had already kissed for a while, his stomach growled, and he suppressed the quietly rising desire in his heart.

An Yichen caressed his chin: "Get up and get dressed, dinner should be ready soon."

Ning Zhiyuan let go of the hand that was pressing on An Yichen's neck, and made An Yichen straighten up. He also got up, sat on the bed and stretched, stretched his muscles and bones, and felt his weak lower body.

Ning Zhiyuan thought to himself, it's not good for a daughter-in-law to be too charming, always being so intemperate, it's very hurtful!

After the two of them finished cooking, An Yichen went to ask Ah San to pass on the meal. During the dinner, An Yichen still brought food for Ning Zhiyuan as usual.

Ning Zhiyuan chewed the food in his mouth and said suddenly: "By the way, last time because of marrying Huizi, I had an unpleasant quarrel with the stinky head and said a lot of bad things. I think she was very angry. Bar?"

An Yichen sighed, his face became a little dignified: "Leyan, she..."

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