My wife is my pen pal

The corners of Cheng Yuan's mouth almost split open.

He Wenwan was not good at words, but she was also infected by Cheng Yuan, with a smile on her face, not like in the past, extremely glamorous, Cheng Yuan was dumbfounded.

"Idiot", He Wenwan felt shy from the hot eyes.

"Wen Wan, I want to kiss you", Cheng Yuan blurted out.

He Wenwan lowered her head, blushing with shame, how could she be so unreserved.

Cheng Yuan didn't care about these, he grabbed his lips after speaking, grinded, sucked, the collision of uvula was not as intense as sparks, only soft and long, as soft as cotton.

He Wenwan nestled in Cheng Yuan's arms, a chair, bearing an unbearable weight, hugging the person in his arms, enjoying a moment of warmth.

"Wen Wan, why are you so nice?" Cheng Yuan sighed.

He Wenwan relaxed her body, was hugged by the other party more naturally, and said: "Idiot".

Cheng's mother lived up to Cheng Yuan's expectations, and invited the most famous matchmaker in the capital to come to propose marriage in person. The He family was also in a default state for the two of them. Now, the Cheng family is very happy to come to the door.

The eldest brother of the He family bit his finger and was about to turn into a monster, his sad eyes were incompatible with the joyful looks of the rest.

Standing aside, Jiang Lian was ashamed to look at him. He was a fierce and tough man, who looked like a boudoir and resentful woman. He only had to wipe his tears with a handkerchief.

He Wenwan listened to the joy outside, sitting in the boudoir, showing a rare shy look of a little girl.

She is about to marry Cheng Yuan as his wife.

The wedding date is set at the beginning of March, and it is said that there is still one and a half months before the wedding date.

Cheng Yuan disagreed at first, she thought it was too long, and she couldn't wait to marry Wen Wan, the sooner the better.

In the end, Cheng's mother rolled her eyes countless times, and explained that it was already the best day in the near future, and she was waiting for May, and there were so many things to prepare for the wedding, how could it be done overnight, so Cheng Yuan gave up .

After Qian Yaoyao learned about it, she was very envious, and she wanted it too, but when she thought of Mo Qing, her eyes darkened, it is not easy to do this now, no matter how much she wants, she dare not ask extravagantly.

Cheng Yuan is not easy to comfort, she also does not know what happened to Qian Yaoyao and Mo Qing, and it is difficult to ask, how can she bring up other people's sad things.

There are too many things to prepare for marriage, and the wedding dress alone needs to be displayed for a long time, which is a test of a woman's embroidery skills. After Cheng Yuan learned about it, his heart ached, and he couldn't do much to help, so Wen Wan embroidered No matter how good the workmanship is, it is inevitable to be stabbed and leave a needle eye.

The current Cheng Mansion is no longer the original Cheng Mansion. Not only the income from the store, but also the cooperation with Qian Yaoyao is all profit. Now that Cheng Yuan is married, it is naturally rich and powerful, and they are all based on the best. Not to mention the betrothal gift, even He Wusheng, who is constantly grieving, finds Cheng Yuan more pleasing to the eye, and feels that Cheng Yuan values ​​his sister.

Cheng Yuan's life is much simpler, just leave the purchases to the servants, the gift list is also prepared by Cheng's mother, and she is not needed for running errands, Youyi eats and drinks well, runs fast.

I have nothing to do, so I ran to He's house more and more diligently, going every three days, and He's house would not be surprised by this future son-in-law. Anyway, the two are getting married soon, so I simply opened my eyes. Eyes closed, Cheng Yuan went, and ran to He Wenwan's boudoir every day, and no one said a word.

It's just this joking look, it's inevitable, but He Wenwan doesn't care at all, what she cares about is only Cheng Yuan from the beginning to the end.

Today Cheng Yuan also ran to the He Mansion as usual, the servants and maids in the mansion were not surprised and did not stop him, and went all the way to the door of Wen Wan's boudoir.

After getting the answer to enter, Cheng Yuan pushed the door open.

Wen Wan is still showing off her dress.

"Take a break, it's been a long time", as soon as he entered, Cheng Yuan muttered, holding Wen Wan's hand distressedly, seeing that there were a few more small holes in the fingertips, his heart ached.

"Show it for a while", He Wenwan knew this person's personality early on, and she came to pester her every day, so she was not honest with her hands. Thinking about it, it would be better to keep showing off, at least not to be eaten by someone.

"Okay, let's take a break." Cheng Yuan acted like a baby, holding Wen Wan's hand holding the fabric, and kept shaking it.

As soon as He Wenwan's heart softened, she stopped. She couldn't stand Cheng Yuan's coquettish behavior. Once she acted coquettishly, she would have nothing to do. She put the needle into the sewing box, and as soon as her hands were empty, a pair of strong arms wrapped her around her waist and held her in her arms.

The opponent's face was enlarged in front of his eyes, and there was a hot touch from his lips, He Wenwan couldn't help blushing, and here he was again, this person really likes to mess around.

I was thinking about messing around, what to do when the servant girl sees me, but my body gradually softened into a ball, and I was hugged without a trace of strength.

Cheng Yuan noticed that she was not paying attention, so he bit his lips and said softly, "If you don't pay attention, I will punish you."

When Wen Wan found out, it was already too late, the man's hands gradually went up, and the sensitive waist was nothing, but those two balls were.

"Ah~" Wen Wan couldn't hold back, so she bit her lips again to stop her voice.

He Wenwan felt that her body was not her own anymore. Under the touch of that person, she had no strength and was so soft that she could only lean on the other person, fisting her hands and beating the other person's shoulders. She couldn't stand it anymore.

Cheng Yuan also clicked to the end, and if he continued, he couldn't stop it. This is He Fu, so it can't be laughed at.

He Wenwan panted, winking like silk, pinched Cheng Yuan's waist with his hands, twisted and spun, until Cheng Yuan grinned until Cheng Yuan grinned.

This is so bullying to her.

"I was wrong and gentle, you can beat me and scold me if you want, I'm only worried about whether your hand will hurt." Cheng Yuan hurriedly coaxed, otherwise, what should I do if I bully and cry, when did I see you? So cool and gentle.

He Wenwan was a little annoyed at first, but it wasn't because Cheng Yuan treated her like this, but because she didn't live up to her expectations and let the other party tease her.

But Cheng Yuan's coaxing, all the anger disappeared, and he leaned against the other party's arms and closed his eyes to rest his mind, letting his body slowly become silent. He had just been treated like that by Cheng Yuan, and his body had a bad reaction, and he even wanted Cheng Yuan to do more. many.

The wedding day came as promised, and Cheng Yuan had been looking forward to it for a long time, and finally it came.

Greeting the bride, kicking the sedan chair, parading through the streets, returning to the residence, stepping over the brazier, worshiping heaven and earth, entering the bridal chamber...

Cheng Yuan is really happy. In a foreign land, he has his own lover, someone who loves him, married, and Wen Wan is hers now.

The troubles in the bridal chamber are Qian Yaoyao's worst troubles, and they don't stop until Cheng Yuan gets black face.

The candlelight was dimly lit, the curtains were drawn down, the floor was covered with dresses, and the lingering sound lingered.

He Wenwan bloomed in Cheng Yuan's hand, which also allowed Cheng Yuan to see the most beautiful flower in the world, taste the sweetest nectar, and see what is called stunning beauty in the world.

(End of the book)