[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

A good day, auspicious days, beautiful flowers and a full moon.

The empire, which was waiting to be revitalized, ushered in a great and exciting event.

At that time, warblers are flying and grass is growing, everything is flourishing, and the noise of gongs and drums is endless.

Circling the city from the Imperial Master's Palace, the rolling procession painted the entire imperial city in red and pink.

The crowd of onlookers cheered, some lamented the richness of the "dowry", while others dreamed of their future marriage.

Golden candies and coins fell to the floor, and wooden boxes decorated with red silk were carried into the bustling mansion.

The tall horse carries the sweet little children home.

Today, Tang San rarely changed from his usual azure color, and his long azure hair was tied into a bun and fixed in a black and red plain crown. There is a jade-white hairpin inserted horizontally on it, which makes the whole person even more handsome and handsome.

Perhaps to fit in with today's atmosphere, he put on some makeup.

Under the swaying light, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as "dazzled by light spring".

With a pleasant smile on his lips, ignoring the winking and teasing smiles from his "bad friends", he stretched out his hand to help Tang Lingyi and walked slowly towards the lobby.

One red and one green, getting closer and closer amidst the cheers and cheers.

The man sitting in the high hall gave Tang San a cold glare. After being ignored by someone, he looked angrily at Tang Lingyi, who was covering his face with a ball fan, his eyes full of reluctance.

Man (suffering): If not... I wouldn’t have taken advantage of you, kid.

Compared with him, Tang Hao and others sitting aside seemed to treat the two of them as equals.

A Yin, who was wearing a sapphire blue dress, had a loving face, chatting and laughing with Tang Hao from time to time. And the master's stiff "dead face" was rarely tinged with joy today. He held Liu Erlong's hand tightly, looking at each other and smiling, saying nothing.

The distance gradually got closer, and the looming face hidden behind the fan also showed a little charm at this moment.

But with just this unfortunate glance, the guest with a look of dementia on his face attracted the groom's eyes full of murderous intent.

The cold air rushed straight from the tailbone to the brain. The imprudent guest smiled and lowered his expression in a knowing manner.

The palace maid, who held the post of best man, started the process dutifully.

"The orchids will flourish for thousands of years, and the music and strings will bring joy to the years."

With congratulations, the wedding that had been prepared for three months came to an end.

The principle of marrying a wife is to wait for the period of coma. For those who are bound to be faint, Yang goes and Yin comes.

The candlelight entwined with dragons and phoenixes blended the light and darkness. Under his blazing gaze, looking at Tang Lingyi on the bed with her bun in a Japanese bun, Tang San blushed.

Mrs.

He silently thought in his mind.

An impatient rush arose from the bottom of his heart. He coughed twice and slowly recited the poem about the fan: "There is no need to wear makeup on the face, but the eyebrows are left to be painted... I already know that Qin Nu has been promoted to immortality. Don't put the circle lightly across the peonies."

"Don't fan the painting out of the curtain to cover up the stagnation of Chunshan."

If reunion is like the bright moon, only sweet-scented osmanthus needs to be placed in it. "

As the last word fell to the ground, the round fan with golden threads and emerald green threads also slowly fell.

She gently raised her eyes, and the white mist dispersed like clouds.

Autumn water is like sacred jade, like bones, hibiscus is like face and willows are like eyebrows. The reclining golden hairpin makes the eyes lingering. She smiled, and the scene of flowers in bloom appeared in front of her eyes.

The dark green color makes the skin whiter and whiter, and the delicate red lips are like the most pink flowers on the branches in spring, attracting people to pick them.

The slightly raised eyebrows and eyelashes flicker up and down, and the eyes are moving, which is the third person between the color of snow and the color of moon.

Xiao Wu looked at the dumbfounded looks of the boys triumphantly, jumped up to Tang Lingyi and raised her eyebrows: "How is it? Sister Xiao Yi is beautiful, isn't she!"

Ning Rongrong covered her mouth and chuckled: "They were all stunned, Xiao Wu, what do you think?"

Oscar touched his nose and motioned for them to look at the other protagonist: "What's the point of us being dumbfounded? Let me tell you... to ask Ling Yi if she's pretty, you have to find the right protagonist. Right, mistress?"

"Oh~"

"Are you stunned? Mistress."

"Tell me how you feel!"

"..."

The noise was endless.

Tang Lingyi met the focused gaze of the man in front of her and then moved away as if nothing had happened, as if she didn't care about anything. But only the fan handle held tightly in her hand knew the turmoil in her heart.

"Of course it looks good."

The deep voice penetrated into her ears from above. Tang Lingyi couldn't help but raise her head slightly, and met those eyes like blue waves.

Tang San leaned forward and gently touched his cheek with his slender fingers: "My wife is naturally the most beautiful."

mine.

Tang Lingyi's heart tightened, and there was a sweet smell like honey.

The few people watching nearby started to cheer and cheer, and the crowd behind them clapped their hands rhythmically, evoking the momentum of "kiss one" and "kiss one".

She would feel shy in front of Tang San, but not Tang Lingyi in front of others.

Eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling glanced at everyone one by one. Ma Hongjun and Dai Mubai felt a chill on the back of their heads, and the movements of their hands slowly stopped.

"What, are you waiting for us to act for you?"

Ma Hongjun "Gu Long" swallowed his saliva and showed a flattering smile: "How can you not! Just talk, just talk!"

Dai Mubai agreed and led Zhu Zhuqing out. His steps were hurried as if there was a wild beast chasing him: "We're going out to help with the drinks. Xiao Mitsubishi, you guys have a good time. Let's go!"

He beckoned several others to slip out.

Oscar put two thumbs up and pushed them together and apart, winking and saying: "A moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold, mistress, Lingyi. We won't disturb you!"

Then Ning Rongrong grabbed his ears and carried him out.

Xiao Wu, who was the last to go out, had an ambiguous smile on her face and thoughtfully helped them close the door.

"Little San..."

"My concubine."

Thin kisses fell all over the place, and he was caught off guard and even his breath was deprived.

Tang Lingyi couldn't help but shrink back and turned her head to avoid this powerful attack, but Tang San held down the back of her head with one hand.

The finger bones rubbed the neck, and ripples spread from the area where the skin met to the surrounding areas. The numbness rippled in circles, causing tiny pimples to appear on the exposed skin.

He buried his head and lingered on the sunken collarbone, and the pink marks were like red plum blossoms falling on the snow.

"mine."

Tang Lingyi, who was about to say a few words to him, was stunned when she heard these words, and pinched his cheeks again, dumbfounded: "You are really..."

Tell her what to say.

Tang San directly took this coquettishness as a compliment, raised his head to find the red lips that had become even more coveted, and kissed them again.

Tang Lingyi didn't hide anymore this time because she vaguely caught the faint hint of insecurity.

He seems to be afraid of something...

After hesitating, he let everything go.

While he was dazed, the hairpins and hostas on his head were completely removed. A waterfall of green silk covered the bed, matching the delicate body half-hidden and half-revealed between the clothes.

"Go and wash up first?"

"……Um."

"Let me hug you. It's been a hard day. Stop using your soul power now and have a good rest."

"No way. It was only the moment when I walked out of the sedan chair, and weren't you still supporting me at that time?"

Although she said this, the delicate beauty still removed the soul power that was maintained on her legs and returned to her normal appearance.

Although he knew that this idea was wrong, Tang San admitted that he was indeed pleased by the way she could only rely on his arms due to her physical inconvenience.

A stronger flavor than the fragrance of grass and trees, the two blend together and are inseparable.

The arms around his neck were white and attractive. Under the fiery red candlelight, he thought of something more dangerous.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing." Tang San lowered his eyes and lovingly pressed a kiss on Tang Lingyi's forehead: "I'll take you to wash up."

Wash the hibiscus with water to remove the carvings naturally.

After removing those icing on the cake, the already "thrilling" face was exposed without any hindrance. The mist rising in the bath made everything hazy and confusing. She was surrounded by Tang San's arms, with thick iron arms around her waist, and her cool back was in unreserved contact with his fiery chest. , squeezing out all the soft water.

Some private murmurs are hidden in the crystal clear water.

"Didn't you... say, wash up first?"

"...I'm washing. Don't you feel it?"

"Uh huh~ Hey~ you care, this is called washing?"

The squirting sounds leaking from his mouth were fragmented, making others blush and heartbeat. The exchange became more ambiguous and explicit after being covered by the pool of water.

"uh-huh."

A hoarse low smile was close to the ear, mixed with a hint of teasing: "Why don't you scream? Grandma."

"Don't you...have you washed everything inside and out?"

inside and outside.

Reciting words that were deliberately repeated, coupled with the man's restless movements.

Tang Lingyi just wanted to give this guy who was pushing his limits a slap.

How could she look directly at this bathtub in the future?

Tang San seemed to see through what she was thinking, squeezed through the water waves, turned around, and locked Tang Lingyi between him and the wall.

I don't know what kind of stone the wall is made of. It has been soaked in warm water for several hours, but it is still cold and biting.

Tang Lingyi exclaimed and subconsciously leaned forward to find the source of heat.

Tang San, who had succeeded in his prank, smiled like a naughty child, contentedly accepting the beauty's "thrust into her arms" and caressing her unconsciously.

"Do you want to stay here or go to bed?"

Tang Lingyi glanced at him, as if this person would listen to her wherever she wanted to go.

She gave a short snort.

Tang San pecked her lips and said vaguely: "How will you know if you don't give it a try?"

Really?

Tang Lingyi cast a suspicious look: "What do you want?"

"I think……"

"……In your dreams!"

"Do you agree?"

"……according to!"

Vicious words squeezed out from between the teeth, and then were buried in exclamations and laughter.

The moon and stars are sparse, and the birds are clinging to each other. There are vines circling up beside the pear tree in the courtyard. Occasionally, the breeze blows, and the white flowers fall to the ground, covering the entire body in layers. Looking from a distance, one can actually see some astringency in this pure beauty.

……

The newlyweds were inseparable. Except for a reunion dinner together the next morning, no one else saw them again.

The man angrily said "We'll see" and left in a hurry. And for some unknown reason, other elders did not disturb them during this holiday.

——Everything is tacit.

until the fifth day.

Tang Lingyi, who was rarely awake before dawn, packed her bags, lay on the bed, grabbed someone's face, and retaliated for the "hot water" of the past few days.

A thin layer of green swirls around the body, which is the subconscious healing action of "Tusu Wine".

After venting wildly, the woman who had been holding back her anger felt a little more relaxed. She put away her things and was about to leave, but suddenly she seemed to remember something. She rolled her eyes and took out another black pen from the ring.

The devil's claws stretched out to the picturesque, handsome and elegant face, and outlined the ghost-drawing talisman.

...it seems a bit excessive.

Looking at the man on the bed, Tang Lingyi's eyes wandered for a moment.

However, after struggling for a second, the victim, whose sore limbs reminded him of the "suffering" of the past few days, became righteous again.

Tang Lingyi (feeling guilty): Who told him to be disobedient? He kept pestering her even though he said he didn’t want it anymore... She deserves it! Hum╭(╯╰)╮

He convinced himself that he was guilty of committing the crime and quickly left the scene of the crime, leaving the poor newlywed husband alone in the boudoir.

Not long after, Tang San, who woke up, looked at the face in the mirror that didn't look like his original appearance at all and couldn't help but laugh.

Emmmm, how should I put it...it's pretty cute?

[Crazy man laughing jpg]