[Bottle Evil] 2015 is the right time to get married

"How can I run?" I buried my face on his shoulder and took a deep breath, "I ran away ten years before I wanted to run...but you," I raised my head and said to him, "you can't just disagree with each other in the future." disappeared!"

Poker-Face nodded in response, but said to me: "You can't mention divorce again." He thought for a while, and added, "There has never been a precedent for the patriarch of the Zhang family tree to reconcile and divorce." His tone was a bit aggrieved the meaning of.

I heard it was funny, so I hurried up to kiss him, and assured him: "I didn't know that before! How can I mention it later?"

Poker-Face was pecked and kissed by me a few times, and he looked at me with heavy eyes. When I closed my eyes, I heard Poker-Face calling my name in a hoarse voice.

I exchanged a real kiss with him, completely different from the light touch before. This is probably the closest contact I have had with a person in the past 40 years of my life. Evidently emotional too, the grip on the back of my head tightened, and for a moment it felt like he was going to eat me whole.

It wasn't until I couldn't breathe that Pokerfing finally let go of me. He bit my lip lightly, then raised his head and bit the tip of my nose again.

I felt itchy when I was teased by him, and I leaned against him for a long time, and finally, I was almost pressed down on the bedside by him and kissed.When we parted again, I heard Poker Fing's breathing was also rare. He buried his head in my neck and patiently kissed the marks on my neck one by one.

I suddenly remembered the stuffy oil bottle in my dream some time ago, and I couldn't help but feel a little throbbing. After waiting for a long time, I saw that he was just kissing and didn't go any further. I couldn't help but call him: "Brother," Side, said softly, "You gave me so many betrothal gifts, wouldn't it be a big loss just to kiss you?"

Poker-face didn't look up, but smiled muffledly against my neck, and asked me in a low voice, "How do I get back my money?"

I bit his ear: "Let me tell you a secret, today they..." My face was completely reddened, but in order to tease the oil bottle, there is nothing shameful, "Hi clothes inside, and let the I'm wearing a red bellyband..." I tugged at the collar and asked him, "Do you want to see it?"

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On the morning of the second day of our wedding, neither Poker-Face nor I got up. Fortunately, there were no elders waiting for us to offer tea.

I woke up fairly early, and my whole body was sore. I didn't exercise for a long time in the past few months, and suddenly came here to exercise with a centenarian for a night, and my body was too much.Poker bottle has been busy for a few months, and it was rare for him to take a nap, with his arm still on my shoulder. I woke up and looked at him. I liked him so much. I tried my best to say good morning to him. kiss.

Poker bottle sleeps lightly, he wakes up as soon as I move, probably because he knows that I want to kiss him, so he deliberately pretends to be asleep quietly, and when I lean up to kiss him, he stretches out his arms to embrace me and kiss me deeply, and asks me with his eyes closed. : "What do you want to do?"

His voice was still hoarse with the sexuality of last night, coupled with his calm and lazy tone after exchanging his mind, it was really very attractive early in the morning.

I rubbed up a little bit carelessly, although my waist is sore and my butt hurts, but I have just started sex after 39 years of being single, and I was really comfortable last night. Now it is difficult to resist the stuffy youhuo.

Poker bottle put his arms around my waist under the big red quilt, and patted me lightly twice: "Don't make trouble," he said, "Don't you want to get up?"

I said that's fine, anyway, the marriage is over, and there is no big event today, if I really want to mess around with him in bed for a day, I am willing.Poker-Face didn't seem to have such a plan, he grabbed my two paws that were groping around with one hand, and my legs were locked to the ground so I couldn't move, so he bowed his head and kissed me in this suppressed posture, saying: "Don't worry! For a moment," he pressed some acupoint on my waist with his free hand, the soreness made me groan, and said, "I'm afraid you will be in severe pain."

I was so comfortable being rubbed by him, I simply let go of my strength, and didn't dare to make trouble with him anymore, calm down and think about it, if I want to toss like last night again, maybe I won't be able to get up tomorrow.

I was clingy with him for a while, and hugged him quietly. Only then did I have time to digest last night's confession. It was incredible. I thought it was fate that someone like Pokerfing had some affection for me. Pity, I was able to get a glimpse of his unrecognizable affection for so many years yesterday, and when I thought about my guessing in the wrong direction during the period after enlightenment, I felt that he was wronged even more.

I hugged his arm and rubbed it, Poker Face turned sideways, rubbed my messy hair, and asked me: "What are you thinking?"

I answered him sullenly: "I was thinking... the day we went to get the marriage certificate, I slammed the door of the car, did you feel particularly uncomfortable?"

Poker-Face thought about it seriously, and told me that I was just worried that I didn't like being in close contact with him, so it wasn't uncomfortable. He rubbed the tip of my nose, and changed the subject: "I only remember that you came back to arrange the arrangement before getting married. room, I was happy that day."

I was burned by what he said. We used to have the same feelings for each other. As long as the other party has a little feedback, we are satisfied and not greedy. But we don’t know that the other party can give more and more likes. .

"Actually, that wedding photo." I looked at Poker Ping, he should understand which one I was talking about, and I admitted to him, "I really like it... At the time I said not to put it in the album, but I didn't." I want to understand, I thought you were very reluctant when you took pictures."

Poker-Face smiled lightly: "Reluctantly." He kissed my forehead and said ambiguously, "Reluctantly bear it."

I was stunned, I never thought that this was the reason for the stiff movements in Poker Ping's photo, he said, "Didn't you see my tattoo?"

I reacted for a while, and my face flushed immediately. It turned out that this guy's tattoo at that time was not from the heat!This is really... no wonder I said that I wanted to take a few solo photos of him with tattoos, and I was very reluctant. This is too... private!When I thought of the few photos of Poker Ping that I made into his solo photo album...

I covered my face with the quilt, and was too ashamed to look at him. Who would have thought of that?The image of Poker-Face in my heart before was that of a little celestial boy who does not eat fireworks. If I hadn't tried it myself last night, I would never have thought that he would have emotions.

Poker bottle forcibly pulled me out of the quilt, rubbed my flushed cheeks: "If you want to read it in the future, you don't need to read the photo album."

I never thought that falling in love with this boring oil bottle would be such a sweet thing, so it took a lot of effort to pry open the bottle cap, and now his bottle mouth is probably smeared with honey.

"In this way, the excuses for Chongxi and the Zhang family's troubles this year were all made by you at the time?" I figured it out, and pinched Pokerfing's face angrily, "Okay, you Zhang Qiling, I didn't even think of that." You can talk like that?"

Pokerfing grabbed my hand and said calmly: "About Lama Deren, I think you should have read my notes in Tibet. The last lama didn't have a chance to meet me. After I went down the mountain, I only had time to replace him. We've dealt with the aftermath."

The implication is that since I knew about it, he said Chongxi was the prophecy of Lama Deren. I should have known it was false. The key is how could I think so much at that time?From ten years ago to now, I have never doubted the words that came out of Poker Bottle's mouth!

Thinking about how Pokerfing pretended to be Bald Zhang back then and kept us running around without changing his face. Where did I trust him unconditionally for so many years?

"It's not all an excuse," Poker Fing said, "As you can see, the Zhang family is now in a state of disunity. It's not so much a joy, it's better to think that I have been away for a long time. If I want to return to the Zhang family to reorganize, it is necessary to go through a formal Inform the clan members of the clan-wide activities." He hugged me again, and said in a moderate tone, "This ceremony does not necessarily require a wedding, if I didn't want to marry you, I wouldn't arrange it like this."

I listened to Pokerfing confessing to me, but I was still worried. What I thought of was another thing: "So, you still have to deal with this matter in the future? Zhang Haike and the others want you to revitalize Zhang Haike. Home, then can you still go to Yucun with me as originally planned?"

Poker bottle didn't seem to understand my concerns, he said decisively: "Go to Yucun. The climate here is dry and cold, which is not conducive to your physical recovery. As for the Zhang family, the state of a mess is not unique now. To revitalize and rectify, they Just do it yourself."

I couldn't help but silently light the wax for Zhang Haike and Xiao Zhang, the royalists. Who knew that their patriarchs only wanted to live in seclusion in the mountains with me as shopkeepers after they got married.

It was only then that I realized that I had completely misunderstood the purpose of Poker Bottle all along. I remembered that Zhang Haiping had told me before that their patriarch had no interest in the Fuxing family. I didn’t believe it at the time, but now I finally understand it. Since Ping came back from Changbai Mountain, his purpose has been completely different from ten years ago. The secret mission is irrelevant. Marrying me is his own choice, and he also wants to live in Yucun. These two things have nothing to do Outsiders, just because he is willing to do so.

I suddenly felt moved. It turned out that the suffering I endured in those years was finally rewarded at this moment. Not as a god, he possesses emotions and desires, expressing love like an ordinary person is what I want in this life.