Quick Wear: The Stupid Beauty is Forced to Become a Heartthrob

Chapter 242 The Princess’ Marriage 22 A gangster is a gangster.

That’s right, such a 1.9-meter-tall and strong man seems to be hiding something, and the dog is sneaking around, there must be something wrong!

The lamb squinted her eyes. If it wasn't so cold, she would get up right now to see what he was hiding.

It's easy to think too much when you're in love. Although the two have been married for a long time, Xiaoyang stubbornly believes that the two who just talked about it are in love.

Logically, they should be in the passionate love period. What happened to him? Did he find that Beiyuan women were better? Did he get tired of him? So soon?

The more Xiaoyang thought about it, the angrier she became. Although it was only her guess at the moment, she seemed to have seen Daiqin galloping on horseback with other girls.

As expected, you can’t rely on men for anything, Xiaoyang thought with a pout. She felt that Bai Yila would definitely not betray her. Bai Yila liked her so much, and they could be good friends for life!

Xiaoyang's thoughts change so easily, and she suddenly became sad again. They were just good friends for life. In the next life, she would not be able to see Bai Yila again, and would not meet such a congenial person...

There is a little person in the lamb's heart who is feeling sad, and another little person is comforting him, saying, okay, a lifetime of fate is already amazing, who can live several lives like her and experience different lives!

In this way, the two little men took turns talking, and the lamb's mood was up and down, but tears seemed to be coming out of the corners of his eyes unconsciously.

This was the scene Daiqin saw after he finished washing up. Jiaojiao was curled up in the quilt with only her head sticking out. She had a pouty mouth and no one knew what she was thinking about. The corners of her eyes were wet.

What's going on here?

He hurried forward and wiped away the little bit of moisture that had overflowed with concern.

But the little girl glared and turned her head to the other side.

Daiqin was puzzled. Did he come back too late today?

There was nothing I could do but hold her in my arms to comfort her and gently kiss the corner of her eyes.

The overly gentle action soothed the lamb's emotions very well, and she gradually calmed down and closed her eyes.

To be honest, the two of them haven't kissed yet...

Daiqin's mind was distracted, and his warm lips moved lower and lower until they touched the softness he had been longing for.

Neither of them moved. Daiqin waited patiently for the lamb's reaction, as if testing it. Knowing that the lamb had no intention of resisting, he slowly began to caress, lingering, and gently sucking on its lips.

Daiqin didn't want to appear ignorant, so he held his breath and tried not to gasp, but he felt his head was dizzy. Was this the smell of Jiaojiaoer...

The air seemed to have become thin, and the two people still had flushed faces in the cold winter. The atmosphere began to become hazy and so sticky that it seemed like a thread could be pulled out.

He smelled that faint fragrance again, emanating from her body, captivating and alluring. At this moment, the faint sweet fragrance was like some kind of special medicine, invading him like a dizzy head.

He pried open her teeth and was taken into her soft mouth. It was a feeling he had not experienced in more than 20 years. It was as if he had learned it by nature. He grasped the essence of it in one go and gradually went deeper.

The lamb was completely at the mercy of the man, panting slightly, his jade-white hands grasping his pure black hair, forming a strong color contrast and an inexplicable desire.

The lamb's refusal to refuse boosted his arrogance. His deep breathing seemed extremely sexy in the empty room. He stood up and took off the only piece of clothing he wore when sleeping, revealing his strong and muscular muscles with different scars on them. They were the badge of the first war god of the grassland.

The lamb's eyes were hazy and his mind was confused. He didn't understand why he suddenly took off his clothes, so he just looked at him.

The prairie man's bronze skin was rough and astringent. He knelt on both sides of the lamb, his eyes as sharp and eager as a wolf seeing its prey, which was intimidating.

A cold air blew, and the lamb shivered. It licked its slightly swollen lips with its tender red tongue, and the next second someone came and pressed down.

The movements were hasty but gentle, from the forehead to the eyes, nose, mouth, ears, neck, collarbone...

The lamb pushed the man away fiercely. No, it couldn’t go any further…

There were actually beads of sweat on Daiqin's head, and his unsatisfied eyes were pitiful and scary, which made Xiaoyang's heart tremble, but he still shook his head stubbornly.

Daiqin calmed his inner turmoil, reached out and tucked her bangs behind her ears, without saying a word.

The little lamb bit her lip and looked at him, and suddenly noticed that the quilt at the foot of his bed was bulging. So her obsessive-compulsive disorder took over and she kicked it to flatten it, but it seemed like she kicked something hard.

Daiqin immediately changed his position and sat down in front of the bulge, looking at her with a guilty look in his eyes.

Xiaoyang became more and more suspicious, and stood up and tried to dig it out without saying a word. Daiqin didn't dare to use force, so he could only watch her take the jar of ointment in her hand and look at it.

Xiaoyang really couldn't tell what it was at first, but when he saw Daiqin's face getting redder and his eyes getting more evasive, he suddenly understood.

!

Daiqin is such a pervert!

The lamb bit her lip and didn't know what to say. The ointment in her hand suddenly seemed hot and she threw it back in shame.

Daiqin touched his nose and wanted to say something, but Jiaojiao didn't even look at him. She covered her head and hid in the quilt.

Xiao Yang forgot that they were already married. She didn't think too much. She only knew that they just kissed! You have to talk about love step by step to experience it! What a hooligan! Xiao Yang insisted on her bottom line and had to refuse!

But she only knew what Daiqin was doing today. A hooligan is a hooligan, humph!

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It is very cold in Beiyuan, but there is no snow. She asked Daiqin about it, and Daiqin said that snow is not a good thing. The snow here is not like in the Central Plains, where it is flakes of snow. If it snows here, it will be small ice crystals like white sugar, which is not beautiful. On the contrary, it will be extremely uncomfortable if there is a heavy snowstorm.

The lamb gave up the idea of ​​seeing the snow.

However, because the White Festival in Beiyuan, which is the Spring Festival in Central Plains, is approaching, Daiqin does not have to go to court and has a seven-day holiday, so he has plenty of extra time to spend with Xiaoyang.

During the Spring Festival, what Xiaoyang wanted to eat the most was dumplings, but the custom in Beiyuan is to eat hand-held meat, so Xiaoyang decided to make it himself, which is both delicious and innovative.

Daiqin is here and can help.

The lamb wrote down what he needed the day before and prepared it, so he can do it now.

Daiqin was strong, so he kneaded the dough, while the lamb skillfully began to make the stuffing.

Xiaoyang also has friends now, and she thought of making a portion for Bai Yila as well and sending it to her when the time comes. She had originally planned to make a little more. Xiaoyang thought that Daiqin's parents would come back during the Chinese New Year, but Daiqin shook his head and said that he would not come back unless something serious happened.