The farm cook is very prosperous

Chapter 80
"They all said that if I become Chongxi's bride, Song Yicheng will get better, but I'm his bride now, why does he still ignore me?"

"Although I'm ignoring you, I'm just awake now, my silly Chun'er." The hands that held Li Yuchun in his arms tightened a bit, and he looked at the person in his arms with pity.

"Today is our big day. The bride and groom can only be considered a real couple if they drink this cup of wine."

"I don't want to drink anymore, I'm dizzy." Xiaolian kept hiding in Song Yicheng's arms.

He didn't pay homage to Chun'er in person, if he even saved the wedding wine now, the marriage would be for nothing.He handed over the glass filled with fruit wine, and said softly, "Hey, it's just the last glass, okay, this wine is very important to us."

Chunniang stared blankly at Song Yicheng for a while, then took the wine glass tremblingly, and was about to put it into her mouth mechanically, but was stopped by Song Yicheng: "I want you to feed it to me, and I will feed it to you."

Chun Niang was dizzy, she could understand what Song Yicheng said, like a rag doll, she still had what Song Yicheng said and how to do it, she posed in random poses, and drank the cup of wine in a daze.

"Chun'er, what else do you want to eat?" The person in his arms finally couldn't resist the alcohol and fell into a deep sleep.

Looking at the table full of wine and food but no one to share with them, Song Yicheng also lost interest, and carefully and resolutely walked towards the red gauze tent holding the villain under him.

"Sleep well, my little bride, Xianggong, I'll wait for you to grow up quickly." She kissed Chun Niang on the forehead lightly, and fell asleep in each other's arms.The little man in his arms seemed unwilling to sleep well. Before he had slept for a long time, he writhed uncomfortably in the quilt, kicked the quilt, and pulled his clothes, yelling incessantly: "Hot...hot , water, I want to drink water."

Song Yicheng saw that Chun'er's face was already flushed, and reached out to touch her forehead. It was hot and she was sweating a lot. He took the cloth towel at hand and wiped her sweat. It seemed that the problem was all in her face. Regarding this wine, why did he not expect that ordinary wedding wines are filled with substances that strengthen yang and activate blood, and this girl drank more than half of the pot by herself, so it's no wonder it's not hot.

I searched the room for a long time, but I didn't see the teapot except the wine pot. I was so anxious, I looked back and saw that the person on the bed had already taken off his jacket at some point, and only had a bellyband on his upper body. The two pink arms seemed to be dissatisfied with the status quo, and were ready to attack the last piece on her body.Seeing it, Song Yicheng's pupils shrank, and his nasal cavity became hot, as if something was left, which was not bad, he pulled off the sheet on the bed, and covered Chunniang's body.

"Song Wu, Song Wu, bring some tea and hot water, hurry up." Song Yicheng shouted towards the door while hugging Chun Niang.

Looking at a white cloth towel on the bed and not knowing what it was for, he wiped his nosebleed carelessly and threw it aside.He quickly pulled out his hand to hold down the restless villain in his arms.

After a while, I heard Song Wu's knock on the door: "My lord, the tea is here."

After a while, "My lord, the hot water is here."

Song Yicheng fed Chunniang water for a while, and then wiped Chunniang's forehead with a cloth towel to cool down.The villain who was soothed finally stopped making trouble, and fell asleep humming.

In the early morning, the sun shines through the window through the bed curtains and hits Chunniang's face.When she slightly opened her sleepy eyes, she saw the man sleeping facing her, with jet-black hair draped over his shoulders, which set off his jade-like white skin.

"..." She originally wanted to call Song Yicheng, but when she thought that the people around her might still be in a coma, she felt a little lost for no reason, and she took the initiative to press her small face against his smooth cheek and said softly: "...Mr. , Good morning," after speaking, I felt the other person's body tremble slightly, and then the whole person was turned over.

"Ah..." Before she could see the situation clearly, something seemed to have stuck to her lips.

Soft, delicate, slightly cool and moist, those are human lips.Li Yuchun's face suddenly became hot as if it was about to burn, since he forgot to breathe, he stared at him with wide eyes.

Song Yicheng seemed to be very satisfied with this good morning kiss, suddenly laughed lowly, and said very ambiguously: "My lady...good morning."

"You...you're awake." Chun Niang stared at the other party in surprise.

"Ah."

"Great, it's amazing." With a counterattack, the two of them rolled down together with the quilt.

"what……"

"It's okay, Chun'er." Fortunately, Song Yicheng had sharp eyesight and quick hands, and was able to protect him in his arms just in time.

Chunniang giggled, hugged his neck, and said, "No...it's okay, I think I'm too good, what do you want to thank me for?"

Song Yicheng also hugged his wife along the way, soft and warm, really comfortable.

Song Yicheng smiled maliciously: "Isn't this a promise for my husband?" His eyes moved all the way down involuntarily, but they stopped when they saw the two little buns, and then muttered: "Well, I'm a little younger, lady, I need to eat more to nourish my body in the future."

Chunniang's body stiffened immediately, only to realize that she was only wearing a red apron at this time, blushing and growling: "Where are you looking, you big pervert."

What women care about the most is that men say that their breasts are small, this Song Yicheng has a brain problem, and he has performed beyond the level now, okay? She is not yet 13 years old, and she is not even a normal woman, okay?Ignoring other things, I punched a set of punches indiscriminately, and it really felt much more comfortable.

When the sound of servants walking gently came from outside the room, both of them glanced outside at the same time.

Song Yicheng whispered in Chunniang's ear: "Miss, stop making trouble, I must be here to help you dress up, and I will serve tea to grandma later."

"Third Young Mistress, but you got up, can the servants come in?"

"Wait..." The two quickly got up from the ground.

Looking at the room, he first found Chunniang's clothes, and then saw a set of men's clothes next to him, which was obviously what the two of them should wear today. The styles and colors matched each other very well.

The two of them just got busy with their own work, wondering if the clothes were too annoying to lock, when Song Yicheng was fully dressed and turned to look at Chun Niang, she was still struggling with the tie of the inner coat.

Shaking his head resignedly, he took the lace from Chunniang's hand, passed the lace with his slender fingers, twisted it around for some reason, and finally untied it, and then put it on her body one by one again, from inside On the outside, the laces that should be tied, and the ties that should be rolled up, are much more neat than Chunniang herself.

I don't know if Song Yicheng is lucky or unlucky to use my husband as a personal servant, anyway, this servant is doing a good job now.Anyway, Chunniang lost her temper because of this complicated dress.

(End of this chapter)