Quick Travel: He is obviously cannon fodder but becomes a heartthrob

It was almost noon, and the sound of firecrackers outside the house was crackling, mixed with all kinds of laughter and talking, which was very lively.

Song Song wanted to lie on the edge of the door and take a look, but the next second he heard footsteps approaching in twos and threes.

"Song Song." Zhao Haicheng called her at the door, his usually calm voice unconsciously filled with excitement.

"What's your name? You kid, you're already married and you're still so unfamiliar. Why don't you call me wife and daughter-in-law?" The people next to him teased him, laughing happily.

Zhao Haicheng made a move, and his cold and hard face was inexplicably stained with a very light blush.

He cleared his throat and said nervously: "Honey, open the door."

"Ouch, I'm so embarrassed that my face is completely red!"

Song Song also wanted to laugh, but she was more curious about what Zhao Haicheng looked like when he blushed.

As a member of her natal family, Li Yuan had been waiting in the house for a long time. When she heard the noise outside, she blocked the door without politeness and shouted: "You can open the door if you want, but under this condition..."

The words stopped suddenly, and Zhao Haicheng was particularly sensible. He squatted down neatly and stuffed the red envelope into the crack of the door.

Li Yuan pretended not to see it and still waited.

When the crack in the door was almost no longer able to fit, and people around him couldn't help but exclaimed, saying that Haicheng was generous in taking action, Li Yuan coughed twice again and continued the test.

"You don't think this is the end of it, do you? If it were so easy to get a wife, I would wish to get a wife every day."

As a result, all kinds of door-blocking games popped up one after another, making the people receiving kisses outside the door so anxious that they almost scratched their heads.

Zhao Haicheng was not in a hurry and answered every question appropriately. When asked about Song Song, he basically gave the answer without thinking.

Finally, after passing five levels and killing six generals, the door to the new house finally opened after going through a lot of hardships.

Zhao Haicheng didn't show it on his face, but his anxious steps revealed his mood.

He had not seen Song Song since three days before the wedding. Although it was a rule, it was really unbearable.

He couldn't wait to see her.

The man walked into the house, and the neat room was filled with the word "囍".

The bed, which had turned into a bright red, sat on a little bride, dressed in red, and even had a big red flower pinned to her chest.

The white face and red lips make the delicate face more vivid and attractive.

The little girl lowered her head, as if a little embarrassed. When he got closer, she looked at him, raised the corners of her mouth, and gave a shy smile.

At that moment, Zhao Haicheng's whole world stopped.

It was as if she was the only one left in his eyes.

The man stared at Song Song intently, his eyes dark and dark, but full of love.

He lowered his head to kiss her, but the little girl slapped his hand and whispered: "There are people inside."

The man had no choice but to give up and placed his fingers on the corners of her eyes, stroking her gently.

"Take it slow at night..."

Before he finished speaking, Song Song's eyes quickly covered Zhao Haicheng's mouth with his hands.

This man is really shameless.

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For Song Song, getting married is really a particularly useless thing.

After He Jiangzhi received the certificate, he said that he would hold a wedding of the century and let everyone know how much he loved her. Song Song tried hard to persuade her but failed to persuade him for a long time.

In the end, the wedding ended. It was beautiful and grand, but she was also exhausted to death.

Song Song originally thought that she would not be so tired when she got married in the village this time, but she didn't know that the scale was much smaller, but there were no missing steps in the process!

She recalled that when she was drinking Gai Kou tea at noon, the wedding officiant was so emotional that she almost started crying, but she couldn't help laughing beside her.

She felt very sorry afterwards, but she really couldn't hold it back at the time.

The banquet was for lunch and evening. There were fewer people at night, but Song Song and Zhao Haicheng also went out to toast one by one.

Song Song couldn't drink it, so Zhao Haicheng secretly replaced it all with plain water.

He was tall and led Song Song around, chatting with all relatives and friends with ease.

Song Song acted like a well-behaved pendant beside him. He looked up at Zhao Haicheng from time to time. After looking at him for a while, he praised him in his heart. He was really handsome today.

The man wore a fitted white shirt with a small red tag hanging on his chest. His tie fell neatly in the middle, and his beautiful muscle lines could be faintly seen when he walked around.

After it was over, the two of them cleaned up separately.

Song Song had two drinks with his parents, got a little drunk, and lay on the bed with a red face, counting the gifts he received today seriously.

When the man sat next to her covered in moisture, she didn't even react.

Suddenly, a dangerous aura hit her, making her sober up.

Song Song raised her head and suddenly met Zhao Haicheng's suggestive eyes. She immediately blushed, not sure whether she was drunk or ashamed.

"What are you counting?" Zhao Haicheng spoke, his voice a little hoarse.

Song Song stammered: "Count... count the gifts."

"Really?" The man pretended to flip through the banknotes on the bed casually, and slowly moved his hand closer, "I'll help you count them together."

After saying that, without waiting for Song Song to react, he stepped forward and blocked the pink lips that had been lingering on him all day long.

Tossing and turning, going deeper and deeper.

Song Song whimpered and was a little out of breath from being kissed.

Underneath is the soft touch of the bed, and looking up is a man with tight muscles.

Zhao Haicheng felt her gaze, paused for a second, and then unbuttoned his clothes.

"I've washed it and it's very clean. You can touch it." He was panting as he spoke, inexplicably sexy.

Song Song...Song Song was too embarrassed to open his eyes!

She hesitated, and finally Zhao Haicheng took her hand and covered it.

The little girl's brain suddenly shut down.

Her mind went blank and she felt dizzy. The man's breathing fell between the ups and downs, low and hoarse: "You said no last time, can you do it this time?"

"Ugh..." Song Song burst into tears. She hugged Zhao Haicheng's head and kept pumping.

His hair was a little tied up, which made the little girl blush all over.

When you are newlywed, with your beloved wife by your side, no one can control you.

That night, Zhao Haicheng tossed his little wife over and over again until she collapsed in his arms crying and had no energy left, and even scolded him "I hate you" before he regretfully stopped.

Before falling asleep, he hugged Song Song and suddenly looked out the window.

"Baby."

"Huh?" Song Song resisted the drowsiness and replied to him.

Zhao Haicheng touched her face and said in a very soft voice: "Will you leave me?"

Song Song didn't answer quickly. She blinked her eyes. When she felt Zhao Haicheng's mood became anxious because of the lack of response, she crawled into his arms again.

He even raised his head and kissed him.

"will not."

Zhao Haicheng lowered his head and kissed her back. While kissing her, he lifted the quilt and said, "Hit me again."

After that, he turned over.

Song Song:......

This world seems a little too "happy", right?She regrets it now and wants to apply for withdrawal midway!