Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

The two of them took off all their clothes and fell into the red gauze curtain together.

Liu Rumeng learned a lot of good things from Cangchun Pavilion. She just lay on the bed, with seductive eyes, charming figure, and a pair of long legs hooked around Rui Baoer's waist.

Sweet moans and rapid gasps lingered in the tent.

The red candle burned for half the night, and the sound lasted for half the night.

When it was almost dawn, the two fell asleep in each other's arms.

On the second day of their wedding, Qingzhu knocked on the door for a long time before Rui Baoer and Liu Rumeng woke up from their dreams.

It was already daybreak and a long time had passed since the time for paying respects.

In the past, Wang Jifu did not ask for greetings in order to let his daughter sleep well.

But today is the day when my daughter brings her new husband to offer tea to her mother and father, so what is supposed to happen must happen.

"My dear wife, I got up late today. Will my mother and father scold me?"

Liu Rumeng held the quilt to cover the ambiguous traces under the bed and asked worriedly.

"It's okay. My father has a good temper and my mother doesn't care about those empty formalities. I'll just talk to them."

Rui Baoer changed her clothes and comforted her gently.

After washing up, the two of them walked together to the main courtyard, where Wang Ji and her husband were sitting and drinking tea, and they didn't look unhappy at all.

Rui Baoer held Liu Rumeng's hand and knelt in front of the two of them.

"Mother and father, your daughter and husband are here to serve you tea."

Serve tea, change the address, and give a greeting gift.

Everything was calm until Rui Baoer and Liu Rumeng were about to leave, and Wang Jifu smiled and kept Liu Rumeng.

"Wait, Baoer, you go back first. I have something private to say to Rumeng."

"Then I'll stay with him."

Wang Jifu smiled and refused, "Ah, it's better for a girl like you not to listen to the private conversations between men. I'll just let him have breakfast here and will be back soon."

Rui Baoer turned her head to look at Liu Rumeng, and after getting a look from him that indicated that everything was fine, she returned to her own yard.

After Rui Baoer left, Wang Ji also left the yard not long after.

Liu Rumeng followed Wang Jifu into the inner room and sat at the round table.

There were many delicious dishes on the table, but Liu Rumeng inexplicably felt like she had entered a Hongmen Banquet.

"Rumeng, I don't know what you like, so I asked the kitchen to make more. You can pick out what you like. Don't be polite."

Wang Jifu spoke openly, as if he had no bad intentions.

"Yes, father."

Liu Rumeng carefully picked up some of the dishes in front of her and put them in the bowl to taste. From time to time, she would quietly look up to check Wang Jifu's expression, which was always very loving.

After eating for a while, Wang Jifu suddenly smiled and called out a male servant in blue.

"Why are you only picking up the food in front of you? Oh, I was careless. Aya, pick up some food farther away for the wife."

Aya served the food to Liu Rumeng skillfully, and then stood behind him obediently without any unnecessary movements or words. She was a very well-behaved servant.

Liu Rumeng was a little confused about the meaning of Wang Jifu's arrangement, so she followed Wang Jifu's instructions and took a bite of the dish in the bowl. It was indeed delicious.

After that, every time he paid more attention to another dish, Aya would come forward and pick some food for him.

The meal was extremely enjoyable. Wang Jifu picked up a cup of tea to rinse his mouth and said to him with a smile:

"Among the servants here, Aya is the most disciplined and caring."

"Yes, the people in my father's room are naturally excellent."

Liu Rumeng echoed and praised a few words, but Wang Jifu just waved his hand.

"He is not someone in my room. Aya used to serve Bao'er. A few days ago, he said he wanted to welcome you into the mansion, so he temporarily sent Aya back to my place."

"Look, you're married now, so you still need a sensible person who can take care of you. Just take him back later."

Upon hearing this, Liu Rumeng understood something.

He raised his head and looked closely at the man in front of him.

With gentle eyebrows and fair skin, she doesn't look like someone who does rough work or serves others.

Serve Baoer? How to serve? Do you have to serve him in bed?

A strong sour taste rose up his throat. He had finally gotten Bao'er, but now he was going to insert someone else between them?

Liu Rumeng was unwilling to do so. She wiped her mouth with a handkerchief and asked softly:

"What did Aya do in my wife's room? I can see how to arrange for him."

Wang Jifu thought he agreed and told him all his plans.

"Aya is a good man from an honest family, so I let him serve Bao'er. He was originally responsible for taking care of some trivial matters in Bao'er's room. If you have any inconvenience, Aya can also help you."

Aya was the concubine that Wang Jifu specially prepared for Baoer, but she didn't want it and just stayed by his side as an ordinary servant.

Later, after he proposed to marry Liu Rumeng as his legal husband, he sent her back.

Now Wang Jifu wants to use Liu Rumeng to send the person back.

For example, what he is talking about now is helping when Zhengfu is not convenient. What kind of help can he provide?

Liu Rumeng was almost laughed out of anger by Wang Jifu's righteous words.

But he still lived in Prince Chen's Mansion, and his influence was not strong enough, so he did not dare to confront Bao'er's father directly. He could only evade the question with a few words.

"Father, Rumeng has no say in where Aya goes. Since my wife has returned him to you, she must have her own reasons. How dare Rumeng go against my wife's wishes?"

Wang Jifu finally couldn't maintain the false appearance of gentleness, and a hint of contempt unconsciously revealed in his eyes when he looked at Liu Rumeng.

He just didn't like this man who was born as an actor to be Baoer's legal husband. This man could get Baoer's favor, and Aya's background was also clean, so why couldn't she climb into Baoer's bed?

Liu Rumeng pretended not to notice Wang Jifu's series of changes in expression and stood up and bowed.

"Don't worry, father. Rumeng will go back and ask my wife what she wants. If she wants, Rumeng will definitely not stop her."

After saying this, Liu Rumeng pinched the handkerchief, twisted her waist deliberately and walked out of the room.

He knew that Wang Jifu didn't like people from the theater, but now that you have made me unhappy, I will naturally make things difficult for you.

Before leaving the main courtyard, Liu Rumeng heard the sound of dishes being smashed coming from the inner room.

very nice.

Liu Rumeng's eyebrows slightly raised, revealing a somewhat cold smile.

When I returned to the house, Rui Baoer was having breakfast.

Seeing Liu Rumeng coming in, she waved her hand and said happily,

"Ayan, come quickly. This golden milk pastry tastes very good. I specially saved a portion for you."

When Liu Rumeng saw Rui Baoer's innocent smile, her heart softened.

He walked a few steps to Rui Baoer's side, squatted down and rested his head on her knees, sighing:

"Baoer, why are you so nice?"

Rui Baoer was a little confused. She pulled his hand up, helped him sit on the chair, touched his hair, and asked:

"What's wrong? Did father tell you? I'll go find him."