I got rich after secret marriage

When the breakfast is ready, I serve the buns and soy milk to the table.I thought he would drag me away when the wind and clouds were over, so I was ready to eat it quickly.

Then he asked me: "What's the stuffing for this bun?"

I was taken aback, recalled it for a while, my face became hot instantly, and I said vaguely: "Cauliflower fish paste."

He probably hasn't eaten it, no, he definitely hasn't.He asked blankly, "What's that?"

I didn't dare to look at him again, and explained in a low voice: "It's just cauliflower, with small yellow croakers, and made into puree..."

His breathing suddenly became heavy.

I know he gets the moral of it.

When the cauliflower blooms, I think of him and I feel like going crazy.I went to pick the unopened cauliflower buds early in the morning, cut them off one by one, and steamed them with fresh small yellow croakers.Then remove the spines of the small yellow croakers one by one, then mix them together and squeeze them into mud to make stuffing.

He didn't speak any more, and ate the buns silently, very seriously and very slowly.It was the slowest meal I've ever seen him eat.

I think he might be a little sad.

Because I'm kind of sad too.

We both finished this breakfast in silence and left a copy for my dad.He also seemed to be reluctantly reluctant, which made me feel a little funny.

I told my dad to go out for something, and I might come back later.My dad answered upstairs, and then Cai Jing took me away.

When we came to Xiaoqingshan, he drove the motorcycle for a longer distance in the mountain. When the motorcycle couldn't move, we got out of the car and picked up a bundle of rapeseed flowers each.

Thinking of what these cauliflowers will be used for next, I can hardly hold them.His body was hot and his legs were shaking.

Cai Jing probably thought that I was too weak to hold a bundle of cauliflower, so he wanted to help me.But I dare not let it go, I might be even more at a loss if I let it go, so I can only cover up and say: "It smells so good."

The scent of cauliflower is very light, but no matter how light the flower scent is, you can smell it if you smell it close.

He said: "You lie on it for a while, it will be more fragrant."

I:"……"

I staggered, really, can I still speak normally?He supported me, and took the cauliflower bouquet from my arms without any explanation.He also let me walk in front, and he watched me from behind.

Oh shit!I suspect he did it on purpose!Xiaoqingshan is no different from flat land, how could it be difficult to walk.But he was watching me from behind, and I could hardly walk.Knowing what he was going to do next, I rushed to hug him, no matter how many times I repeated it, I couldn't help but feel ridiculous and shameless, but I couldn't stop being excited.

As if tormented, he finally turned over the small green hill and reached a place on the back where no one would go.

In fact, at this time, there is no one in Xiaoqingshan.Say no one will come, just make sure that no one will come even if someone comes.

I really want to thank Xiaoqingshan, an obscure mountain forest, for providing us with such a shelter.

We set up a tent, moved the rapeseed flowers into the tent, and spread them out one by one.After the flower stalks covered the entire tent, there were still some leftovers, so we erected them on the inner edge of the tent, and erected a full circle.It looks like it is in a rapeseed field.

It is better than the rapeseed field, no need to roll the soil.

The pattern on the blue-green canopy resembles the blue sky and white clouds.The ground is covered with golden cauliflower, and the sunlight penetrates through the roof of the tent, making the whole space golden.

I suddenly remembered an idiom I had learned before, which is full of splendor.

I may have used it wrong, but I just think this idiom can describe our present.

I looked up and down, left and right, no matter how I looked, I thought this place was really beautiful, but I just didn't dare to look at him.

He hugged me from behind and asked, "Does it look good?"

I said honestly: "It looks good."

He started to kiss me and whispered in my ear, "Remember what I said yesterday, what do I want to do?"

The whole preparation process was like Ling Chi, my body was already too hot.Hearing what he said now, it was as if the last murderous knife had finally been dropped.I hugged his neck back and put my lips up almost sighing. "Remember."

We are under the blue sky and white clouds, embracing among the golden cauliflower.He hugged me, kissed me inch by inch, and unbuttoned my clothes.I was obsessed, let him take off his clothes, and went to take off his clothes in a daze.

He said, "Lulu, you are so beautiful!"

I heard him talking in a daze, and opened my eyes.I'm lying in his arms.He looked down at me, and kept looking at me, his eyes full of light.

I was also confused by the light in his eyes and looked at him without blinking.He is so beautiful too!

He suddenly helped me up, backed away, and sat at the corner of the tent, leaving me in the middle.

what's the situation?I made up my mind.Why is he torturing people so much today!I reached out to pull him over.But he looked at me and said repeatedly: "Lulu, you are so beautiful!"

I was taken aback.I took my hand away, a little embarrassed.I am not beautiful now.In the past, my mother said that if I clean it up, it is no worse than the little fresh meat on TV.But I haven't cleaned up recently.I bought an abandoned motorcycle, and I tossed its engine every day, and it was always covered in oil.

Fortunately, he came to see me early this morning.If I start work later, I might not dare to come with him, for fear that he will dislike me.

I held back my shame and urged him: "Mei, why don't you come over?"

I'm also quite shameless.

He took out his cell phone and said to me, "Look at it too."

He wants to take pictures, which is not good.But his eyes were full of fascination, and I was bewitched by the fascination in his eyes. I didn't think of the danger, so I endured the shame and let him take pictures.He asked me to change my posture, and I changed my posture accordingly.

Completely lost the most basic security judgment.

After he finished taking the picture, he lowered his head to look at the picture, then sat next to me, circled me, and showed me his phone.On the mobile phone screen, against the golden background, I curled up with my legs folded under my body, and my hands propped on my sides.Looking at the camera with his neck slightly raised, a silver ring dangled from a red thread on his chest. He looked shy and shy, and his whole body was shining.

I was dumbfounded.

Is this me?

I am like this?

He still whispered in my ear: "Look, Lulu, she looks like a mermaid."

As he spoke, he kissed my ear.I'm a little embarrassed.I'm usually slutty, and it's all for him to see, I want him to see that I'm fascinated by him, anyway, I can't see it myself.But now that I've seen it myself, I wonder if I'm exaggerating too much.

I was a little scared, and said to him, "Delete it."

This kind of photo cannot be kept.

He ignored me, just kissed me, flipped through the photos, and said, "Lulu, you really look like a goblin, why do I love you so much?"

His passionate words made my heart tremble.I tilted my head to respond to his kiss, and whispered in his ear: "Yes, why do you love me so much?"

He put the phone in my hand, I should have deleted the photo.But seeing him so fascinated, I couldn't bear it either.

I threw the phone away, kissed his Adam's apple, and ripped off his clothes.As if he was really bewitched by a goblin, he lost consciousness and let me do whatever I want, with a low voice from his throat, the most primitive and happy voice.

Later, he hugged me, kissed me, and slowly put me down on the flower bed.He sniffed his nose and said, "Smell it, I said it will be more fragrant if you lie on it, it is fragrant and beautiful."

The ring hanging around his neck hit the ring on my chest, making a pleasant sound.sounds so good.

I didn't want to listen to what he said anymore, so I reached out and hugged him down, and blocked him with my mouth.We rolled, and the flower stalks standing next to him also fell down one after another, scattered on his back, almost burying us.The petals and pollen were all splashed, all over us, and all over the tent.

I squinted and saw that his face was dripping with sweat and his eyes were full of light.Behind him, there are strands of light penetrating through the tent, and the air is filled with fine golden flower dust, with a strange fragrance, accompanied by the occasional tapping of silver bells.

Obviously he is beautiful!

Afterwards, he put his arms around me, picked up the phone again, flipped through one by one, and wanted to watch it with me.

Even though I've had a lot of debauchery just now, I still can't accept it when I look at the photos.

I asked him: "When I doi, am I also so slutty?"

He shook his head.I feel relieved.Let me just say, no matter how slutty I am, I am still pure inside, how can I be so slutty?

As a result, he said: "When you doi, you are a thousand times more debauched than this."

I:"……"

I am angry.

I can be debauched, but he can't say it.

He hugged me, pecked at the corner of my lips, and said, "I just love to see you slutty and addicted,"

I:"……"

Well, it's for him anyway, not for me.I reluctantly accepted his words.

I said, "Let's delete the photo."

He verbally agreed, but still reluctantly looked at each of them over and over again.

Finally, he suddenly asked: "Can I set a password for the photo album? If I set a password, will no one else be able to see it?"

I was taken aback for a moment: "It should be. Let's try?"

We tried it and found that the photo album can really set a password.

Then he wanted to keep taking pictures of me as if he had discovered a new world.

I:"……"

Still have to push an inch!

I rushed over to hold him down, not allowing him to take another shot.

He said: "Take it, take it. Lulu, take a picture of us together, okay?"

I said, "No, absolutely not, there is no discussion."

He said, "Let's discuss it. I want to see it."

I said, "Why are you so perverted? What's so interesting about that?"

He said: "I'm a pervert, isn't it normal to like perverted things? Lulu, don't you want to watch it?"

I froze.I want to see.Whenever I want him and he's not around, I keep thinking about our time together.If photographed...

No, this is too dangerous!

But I couldn't stop thinking about it, and I also wanted to take a picture and watch it later.Ahhh, I am indeed a pervert.

I didn't speak.He pressed the back of my neck, pressed me down, kissed me and said, "Lulu, let's do it again. Take a picture, okay?"

I nodded involuntarily.

He is a goblin!

He hugged me, as if he had been dazzled and lost his mind, and kept saying: "Lulu, Lulu, you are so beautiful, so beautiful."

Is it really that beautiful?I also have some expectations.I'm going to study the encryption of the photo album, copy the photos, and secretly look at them every night.

When we were so tired that we couldn't get tired anymore, he asked me to get up and helped me put on my clothes.I also help him get dressed.Then we cleaned up the rapeseed flowers in the tent together, and each of them became dead flowers and branches, and all of them were bald.

I held up a bare flower pole to show him, and said: "You should compare the before and after photos, and you can see how intense we are."

He said, "You can tell by looking directly at the process."

Ahhh!Don't say this kind of thing!

I whipped him with the flower stalks and asked, "What about these flower stalks?"

He said, "Throw it away, it's useless."

I said, "It's 100 yuan."

He kissed me and said, "100 is here. It's not there."

I suppressed my laugh and said, "You prodigal. Don't do this next time."

He said: "Then let's roll in the field next time, no money."

I said, "Rolling in the ground destroys other people's crops. And it's night, so what can you see?"

He said: "From then on, let's come here once a year, okay? Just once, the flowering period is short, and when we meet next time, the flowers will all wither."

I'm a little sad. When we meet next time, I may not be so beautiful.

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