Married a proud husband after farming

Chapter 209 The Ignorant Village Woman
At night, Rong Jiu sat under the lamp and opened "Chu Ci", Shen Cheng pressed it with his palm, and closed the book: "Aren't you tired after a busy day?"

"Go to bed first, I'll go to sleep after copying "Nine Thoughts"," Rong Jiu said.

However, Shen Cheng hugged her horizontally, looked at her with a pair of deep black eyes, "Isn't it better to be a husband than a copy of "Chu Ci"?"

"You look good, you look good all over," Rong Jiu smiled and looked straight at him, "Shall I show you?"

Shen Cheng hugged her onto the bed, and immediately turned off the lamp.

Rong Jiu: "."

Rong Jiu rolled over, came out of his arms, and lay on his side: "Don't hug me."

Shen Cheng turned over and lay down on her side, sticking to her tightly. When Rong Jiu raised his head, he bumped into his jaw, regardless of the pain, Shen Cheng smiled and said: "The bed is too small, You need to change to a bigger bed."

Is the bed too small?

It's clear that he blocked her on purpose, and couldn't even turn over.

Rong Jiu kicked him: "Then you sleep on the floor."

"The ground is too hard," Shen Cheng smiled lightly, and hugged her, "I want to hug Ah Jiu."

Rong Jiu leaned against his broad and warm chest and yawned: "Tonight, be more honest."

Shen Cheng thought about what he did last night, the corners of his lips curled up in joy, and he said with a smile: "My husband just wants to get closer to Ah Jiu, just like what Ah Jiu said before, to enhance the relationship between husband and wife."

Rong Jiu rolled her eyes fiercely, got off him, and lay down on the side of the bed. Shen Cheng hugged her behind him: "Ms. Zhao is not an ignorant village woman, you have to be careful."

"I have it in my mind."

"If you have any difficulties, just tell me."

"It's true."

"What's the matter?"

"Don't provoke me to rotten peach blossoms. I'm so busy now that I don't have time to fix it."

Shen Cheng hugged her and smiled lowly: "In the coming year, we will also plant a peach tree, and when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, we will brew a pot of peach blossom wine to see if it is sour."

Rong Jiu turned around, with a murderous smile on his face: "That's a good idea, if it's bitter enough, I'll divorce you."

Shen Cheng smiled softly: "You won't have such an opportunity, not in your whole life."

The sudden dominance made Rong Jiu's heart skip a beat: "Shen Cheng, you are like this."

Rong Jiu paused, and didn't say any more, but the light in his eyes couldn't be restrained.

Shen Cheng stared at her, and suddenly said, "The end of March next year will be Ah Jiu's birthday."

"By then, I will be sixteen."

Shen Cheng looked at the bright light in her eyes, and looked at her dotingly: "Sixteen, you can be a wife now."

Hearing these words, Rong Jiu's heart felt inexplicably hot, and a smile appeared in his eyes: "When the time comes, I will be the number one scholar, and I will wait for your return."

"Okay, as a husband, I will guard my body like a jade, and give myself to Ah Jiu innocently." The corner of Shen Cheng's mouth curled into a smile, and he placed a light kiss on her lips, "Go to sleep."

Rong Jiu smelled his breath, and soon fell into a deep sleep.

Listening to the gentle and shallow breathing in his arms, Shen Cheng fixed his gentle eyes on her without blinking: "Ah Jiu, how lucky I am to meet you."

Rong Jiu moved, and wrapped his hands tightly around him.

Shen Cheng smiled, and heard her whispering: "Shen Cheng,"

With tenderness in Shen Cheng's eyes, he smiled more and more happily.

With a wife like this, what can a husband ask for?

(End of this chapter)