salted fish marriage

When the three of them arrived at the wedding room and opened the door, Qin Ling and Qin Dahai were silent——

There are two rows of white shoe cabinets at the entrance outside the elevator door. There are murals hanging on the wall above the shoe cabinets. When the spotlights are illuminated, they are exquisite and generous.

A fortune tree is placed outside the elevator door and the house gate, with small red lanterns hanging on the branches, which is quite festive for the New Year.

Entering the door, you will find a spacious sofa, a well-designed coffee table, and a huge floor-to-ceiling painting next to the wall. At a glance, the entire lobby looks like the lobby of a five-star hotel. It is quite beautiful, bright and exquisite.

Qin Dahai looked around with his mouth open when he entered the door, and asked Tong Beibei: "This is all done by ye?"

Tong Beibei smiled and said modestly, "You can do whatever you want."

Qin Dahai hummed, nodded, and with his obedient mouth that couldn't say a few words, he couldn't help boasting: "Not bad, beautiful, and atmospheric."

Qin Ling was far more surprised than Qin Dahai, after all he had seen the house when it was empty.

He originally thought that if Tong Beibei would live, this house would probably be decorated very warmly, just like his own house.

Looking at it now, he obviously underestimated his newly married partner - this kind of design sense and color matching, those who don't know it may think it was planned by a professional designer.

Further inside, the dining room connected to the living room is also the same.

The kitchen is divided into two types, Chinese and Western. The Chinese style has a door and is on the inside; the Western style is outside, occupying an island, connected to the dining room, and visually more spacious.

In addition, there are only two bathrooms left on the first floor, and a small room with no bed but a rocking chair.

Qin Dahai stood at the door and asked Tong Beibei, "What is this room for?"

Tong Beibei explained patiently: "This room hasn't been finished yet. It's going to be a small study room for reading and resting while lying down."

Qin Dahai let out a "hmm", but he didn't understand anything else, but he heard the word "study".

I think it's okay, it's not bad. I don't have a study in my family, so I'm ashamed to say that I went to college.

Qin Dahai stood at the stairs again, poking his neck and looking up.

Tong Beibei: "Up above is the bedroom and a big study."

Qin Dahai didn't take a step forward, and asked, "Why is there a study room?"

Tong Beibei: "For Qin Ling, I think he may need to work at home, and some work documents may also need to be kept at home."

Qin Dahai gave a "hmm" and nodded, but finally didn't go up.

Instead, he walked to the floor-to-ceiling windows in the hall, and looked out curiously with his hands behind his back: "How big is this balcony?"

Tong Beibei: "It's a big terrace." As he spoke, he pushed open the floor-to-ceiling glass.

Qin Dahai walked up to the terrace and saw that two flower stands had been set up on the terrace, and a bamboo stand for climbing vines was erected on the terrace, and asked, "Are you going to grow flowers?"

Tong Beibei: "The place is quite big, I plan to use half of it to grow some flowers, and the remaining half to grow things."

Qin Dahai was taken aback when he heard the words, and asked, "Do you still grow things?"

Tong Beibei smiled: "I'm not very good at it, but I can learn it. There just happens to be room."

Qin Dahai: "What do you plan to plant?"

Tong Beibei: "It's all right."

"Watermelon, strawberry, loofah, and some green onions, green vegetables and so on."

Qin Dahai said, "Are there any seedlings?"

what?

Tong Beibei: "I haven't bought it yet. Let me get the soil up first."

Qin Dahai: "Where is the soil?"

Tong Beibei: "There is something to buy in the flower and bird market."

Qin Dahai said in his heart that the city is just hypocritical, and he still needs to buy soil?

"I'll find someone to bring you some later, to take care of what to feed and live. It's definitely better than the soil you bought."

Tong Beibei was about to agree, when Qin Ling stepped onto the terrace and said, "A little bit of soil is not enough, who do you ask to carry it?"

Qin Dahai said bitterly: "You don't care who I let me pick it up, and you don't need to go back and pull it."

Ignored Qin Ling after he was done, turned to Tong Beibei, and chatted about his exceptionally good farming: what kind of seeds to plant on what day, what kind of seedlings to grow; what things can't be planted together, they will fight; It will bear fruit, and it will take several years to start to bear fruit.

Tong Beibei listened very carefully.

Qin Ling looked at the harmonious back of the two standing together, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips.

When he was about to leave the wedding room, Qin Dahai stood beside Qin Ling with his hands behind his back and muttered, "A child who can farm is not bad."

Qin Ling was a little funny, and admired Tong Beibei, he took care of all his father's difficult problems.

That night, Qin Dahai naturally lived with Tong Beibei and ate at home.

Qin Ling entered the kitchen and was rolling up his sleeves when Tong Beibei stopped him: "I don't need you, you can go out and accompany Dad."

Qinling:?

Tong Beibei looked out and saw that Qin Dahai was watching TV seriously, so he withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice, "It's rare for Dad to come, give me a chance to show myself."

Qin Ling: "You really don't need my help?"

Tong Beibei shook his head: go out.

Qin Ling went out.

As soon as I went out, I sat down on the sofa, and when I raised my eyes, I saw a large area of ​​fire reflected in the kitchen with the door open, just like a gas leak and a stove spouting fire.

Qin Ling quickly got up and walked towards the kitchen.

There was nothing going on in the kitchen, Tong Beibei stood in front of the stove and shook the spoon.

Seeing Qin Ling coming in again, he turned his head puzzled.

Qin Ling was puzzled and asked, "What happened just now?"

Tong Beibei turned her head: "It's nothing, I'm cooking."

Qin Ling came to his senses: "Are you overturning the pot?"

He had only seen the cook in the back kitchen of a hotel turn over the pot like this, and it was the first time he knew someone who threw the fire into the pot while cooking at home.

Tong Beibei took it for granted: "Yes, it's so delicious."

Qin Ling felt relieved, and said: "Be careful."

After Tong Beibei stir-fried a few times, she opened the drawer under the stove, held the pot in one hand and the plate in the other, and poured the vegetables into the plate neatly: "Don't worry."

Cooking, he is a professional!

While eating, Qin Dahai became a repeater:

"middle!"

"This dish!"

"This one hits too!"

Can't help but praise Tong Beibei: "You are too good, you can learn, the unit will take the exam, and you can cook such delicious food."

Tong Beibei smiled very brightly.

In the evening, in the living room, three men were sitting on one side of the sofa, leaning against the backrest, with their heads raised, hot towels on their faces, their trousers rolled up, and a bucket under their feet. The bucket was filled with hot water, and medicinal herbs were soaked in the hot water.

Qin Dahai: Middle~

Qinling: Life~

Tong Beibei: Comfortable~

Being so comfortable, the father and son of the Qin family naturally lost their cold faces, and followed Qin Dahai's habit of drinking a few cups before going to bed. After soaking his feet, the father and son sat together and drank some wine.

——Qin Ling drank red wine, Qin Dahai was not used to red wine, so he asked Tong Beibei for the white wine he used for cooking.

Baijiu is packed in a small transparent wine glass, lifted up, brought to the lips, pursed lips and closed eyes, and took a small sip, and just soaked the feet, the comfortable heat spread from the soles of the feet to the limbs, accompanied by With the small wine, cold dishes and peanuts on the table, Qin Dahai had to admit that these days were too comfortable.

The father and son haven't sat down and chatted peacefully for many years, and today seems to be an accident.

Qin Dahai was in a good mood, he didn't babble or swear, instead he chatted with Qin Ling about the past, about the bitter days when a man dragged his two sons up.

Qin Ling rested his hand on the table, holding the stem of the goblet with his fingertips, shaking it gently, and the dark red liquid swirled and spun along with it.

The body of the cup reflects the lights in the house and Qin Ling's silent listening face.

On the sofa, while watching TV, Tong Beibei crossed his legs and straightened his back. He held both hands and raised them above his head, and made a few movements of stretching his arms and back.

The warmth of a room.

at night.

Qin Dahai went to the second bedroom to rest.

Qin Ling washed the two wine glasses and plates, walked out of the kitchen, and Tong Beibei was nodding against the armrest of the sofa and dozing off.

Qin Ling walked over and said softly, "Xiao Tong."

Tong Beibei was startled suddenly, and sat up straight: "Huh?"

Opening his eyes and seeing Qin Ling, he came to his senses, yawned, and asked, "Have you finished washing?"

"Ah."

Qin Ling put down his rolled up sleeves and said, "Go take a bath."

Tong Beibei: "You wash first?"

Qin Ling: "You go first."

Tong Beibei went to wash first.

He entered the bathroom, he was still a little dazed because of dozing off, but when he stood in front of the mirror, he picked up the toothbrush on the shelf, saw another unfamiliar cup and toothbrush on the shelf, and woke up.

Tong Beibei brushed her teeth unhurriedly, her thoughts drifted away:

He lived with Qin Ling.

He will share a bed with Qin Ling tonight.

A bed.

【Then aren't you about to lose your place? 】

【Is this kind of thing taking your time? 】

[Hugs, kisses, and sex all in one! 】

Tong Beibei quickly shook her head.

stop!stop!

Don't be influenced by Min Heng!

You are just a salted fish!

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When Qin Ling came into the room after taking a shower, Tong Beibei was stuffed under the quilt, with the tip of her nose and eyes exposed, and two little paws holding the quilt.

Seeing someone coming in, his round eyes blinked.

Qin Ling looked a little funny.

With half of his body exposed, he put on a pair of trousers, put a towel on his shoulders, and sat down on the edge of the bed while wiping.

Tong Beibei glanced over and saw Qin Ling's large smooth back muscles and broad, firm shoulder blades behind him.

Tong Beibei huddled under the quilt and swallowed quietly.

Qin Ling rubbed his hair and turned his head, while Tong Beibei quickly looked away, looking at his nose and heart.

The headlights were off, only the desk lamp was on.

Qin Ling lay down, and soon found that his side was as spacious as if a person occupied the 1.8-meter bed.

He turned his head and found that Tong Beibei in the same quilt was lying very close to the edge of the bed.

Qin Ling laughed and asked, "Why are you so far away? I can eat people?"

Tong Beibei blinked, her voice muffled under the quilt: "Oh, I, I'm afraid you won't get enough sleep."

"How big is the bed?"

"1.8 meters."

"How could that not be enough?"

Tong Beibei: Didn't this sleep with two people, and they were all big men over 1.8 meters.

Seeing that Tong Beibei was silent, Qin Ling turned to look at him and said, "It seems that I really know how to eat people."

Tong Beibei just rubbed in, and the distance that came in was negligible.

Qin Ling deliberately said: "I cannibalize people."

Tong Beibei rubbed in again.

not enough.

Qin Ling: "I really ate it."

Tong Beibei had moved in enough, turned her head, and muttered, "Is it alright now?"

Qin Ling wanted to laugh so much, whose room and whose bed is this?

What does his wife do?So timid?

Qin Ling reached out and turned off the desk lamp: "Go to sleep."

It was dark inside the house, dark and quiet.

There was no movement.

Tong Beibei only felt her senses magnified - the air was filled with the refreshing smell of water vapor, and there was a breath that didn't belong to her beside her. From the corner of her eyes, her eyes adapted to the darkness saw the quilt around her bulge, and the quilt under the quilt , there is another person's temperature spreading to his side vaguely.

Tong Beibei, a salted fish who normally needs to sleep for ten hours, suddenly lost sleepiness.

He wasn't used to it, and there was some imagination in his heart.

It's not his fault, man.

There was a sudden movement of turning over from the side, and it quickly fell silent again.

Tong Beibei sensed that someone was looking at her, turned her head, and met Qin Ling's gaze in the dark.

Tong Beibei: "Aren't you going to sleep?"

Qin Ling said "Mmm", and the answer was irrelevant.

Tong Beibei looked back and stared at the ceiling, suddenly not knowing what to say.

Qin Ling said, "You haven't slept either."

"..."

Tong Beibei babbled: "I just dozed off outside for a while, and now I can't fall asleep."

Qin Ling: "I don't usually go to bed so early."

It's only ten o'clock.

Tong Beibei turned her head: "Huh? Then what time do you go to bed?"

Qin Ling: "Normally it will be twelve o'clock."

Tong Beibei: "Didn't you wake up at seven in the morning?"

"Well. The biological clock is almost these two times."

"Sleep very little."

Tong Beibei chatted with Qin Ling: "I have to sleep for ten hours."

Qin Ling smiled: "My dad is even less, going to bed at eleven and getting up at five in the morning."

"Then his sleep quality must be very high."

"Well, maybe."

"Rural people, farming. During the day, they get enough sun, work a lot, and like to drink white wine. They can basically fall asleep as soon as they lie down."

"how about you?"

"I rest regularly, and I have developed a habit over the years."

Ask Tong Beibei: "Do you go to bed early?"

"Well, almost, sometimes I go to bed at nine o'clock."

Qin Ling laughed.

Tong Beibei also turned over and lay on her side. Seeing Qin Ling smiling, she asked, "Are you laughing at me?"

"I'm not kidding you."

what is that?

"Think I'm funny?"

Qin Ling: "I think you are cute."

Tong Beibei's bright eyes looked back at Qin Ling in the dark, and pouted: how can a man praise another man for being cute.

"I'm not cute, I'm just lazy."

Qin Ling laughed again. Hearing these words, he felt even more cute.

Not only cute, but also...

With the tip of Qin Ling's nose pressed against the pillow, and within half a meter of Tong Beibei in front of him, he smelled the familiar fragrance again.

He really thinks that Tong Beibei smells good, not the kind of perfume, but a very faint fragrance emanating from the skin and hair.

He had never smelled it on other people, only Tong Beibei, who felt the fragrance when he got close to it, faintly, and often made people want to hold someone in his arms, bring the tip of his nose close, and take a good sniff.

Like this moment.

Especially at this moment.

Qin Ling unconsciously moved closer to Tong Beibei, and as he got closer, the temperature in the quilt also got closer.

Tong Beibei:?

Qin Ling knew it couldn't be like this.

He should be courteous, restrained, and should keep his distance from his partner in this early period of marriage.

After all, from the first meeting to the marriage to today, they haven't known each other for a long time, not even very close.

Politeness and distance are evidence of his efforts to maintain the relationship.

But at this moment, the darkness and fragrance made him really unable to hold back.

After all, he was just a man.

Qin Ling approached Tong Beibei, raised his neck, and really sniffed at the side of Tong Beibei's face and temples.

He smells so good.

Also very good.

Qin Ling indulged himself, following the inertia of approaching, he lowered his head and kissed Tong Beibei's face lightly.

The kiss was so daring, but still pretended to be a serious person, after the kiss, he whispered: "Good night."