My husband is pure and has few desires, but I gave birth to three children in a row

"Stop! You're thinking too much—"

Lu Zhenzhen waved her hands quickly.

"Zhenzhen, I feel that the previous wedding was too unfair to you. Besides, seven days from now, which will be our wedding night, I also want it to be a little more lively and festive—"

"Are you out of your mind? Have another wedding to announce to the world that we didn't consummate our marriage before? And we have consummated it now?" Lu Zhenzhen really didn't expect Fu Zhiyi to have such an idea.

"But, I wronged you before—" Fu Zhiyi defended himself.

"I don't feel wronged! As a couple, we live our lives for ourselves, not for others to see. As long as the two of us live a good life, it is better than all those red tape! You just behave yourself and don't make any trouble, otherwise you can consummate the marriage alone, do you hear me?" Lu Zhenzhen can't stand the so-called unexpected surprises. She is afraid that it will not be a surprise but a shock.

However, seeing Fu Zhiyi's aggrieved look, Lu Zhenzhen finally compromised.

Really, it makes me feel like I have let him down.

"If you want that sense of ritual, you can go get someone make you a pair of rings. I remember reading a book that said if a man and a woman are in love and willing to spend the rest of their lives together, they would choose a pair of special rings and wear them on each other's left ring fingers. This symbolizes a lifelong bond, a love stronger than gold."

"Let's do this and wear the same ring. Our love is stronger than gold and we will love each other forever, how about that?"

Fu Zhiyi's eyes lit up and he immediately agreed: "Okay! I'll do it right away."

When he thought of the meaning of him and Zhenzhen putting rings on each other's fingers, binding each other for life, he wished he could give birth to a pair of rings right now.

Fortunately, although he was excited, he was still able to remain calm. He accompanied Lu Zhenzhen for a walk before returning to the farm.

At night, I was no longer sleepy. I sat at the table with a bright look and began to draw the shape of the ring.

In a short while, he quickly drew out several styles, including intertwined branches pattern, happy reunion pattern, butterfly love flower pattern, square victory pattern, entwined lotus pattern, coiled long pattern, and phoenix penetrating peony pattern.

They all symbolize the happy marriage and the lingering love between husband and wife.

Fu Zhiyi rarely had the difficulty in making a decision. He thought all of them were good, but at the same time, he felt that all of them were lacking something and were not enough to express the affection between him and Zhenzhen.

Looking at Lu Zhenzhen again, because of the hot weather, she was wearing pajamas made of shantung silk. The pajamas were deliberately made shorter, revealing half of her white wrists and half of her calves.

Because it was time to go to bed, Lu Zhenzhen had just washed her hair. She used a handkerchief to wring it out completely and leaned against the window to blow dry her hair.

Tired of sitting, Lu Zhenzhen simply lay down and read a storybook, her hair scattered on both sides, her legs raised, and her pair of white and tender feet dangling from time to time.

Under the light, the darker the hair, the more dazzlingly white the exposed skin appears.

Especially that pair of pink and white feet, which almost touched Fu Zhiyi's heart.

He couldn't help but stare blankly, his Adam's apple rolling...

Fu Zhiyi's breath stopped and he looked down at the spot three inches below his navel.

Half a day later, he came to his senses. His breathing became heavy and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Taking a deep breath, Fu Zhiyi forced himself to turn his eyes away, and tried to remind himself, don't look at anything inappropriate, don't look at anything inappropriate, what the hell, that's his wife!

After realizing this, Fu Zhiyi threw away the cards on the table and walked to the couch in a few steps.

Lu Zhenzhen was happily reading a storybook when the light was suddenly blocked.

He looked up in dissatisfaction and was about to speak, but when he met Fu Zhiyi's hot and aggressive gaze, the words were stuck in his throat.

Fu Zhiyi was like a hungry wolf at this moment, and she was like a lamb under his claws.

There is nowhere to hide, and it seems like I can only be slaughtered.

Lu Zhenzhen swallowed, her cheeks flushed, and she shrank back.

Just this one action completely ignited the fire in Fu Zhiyi's eyes.

A gust of wind blew over, and before Lu Zhenzhen could come to her senses, she was thrown onto the couch. She let out a low cry, "Ah—" but before she could get out of her mouth, she was blocked by the hot lips and tongue...

This time, Fu Zhiyi was more impatient and fierce in the kiss than any previous time.

The slippery and hot tongue domineeringly absorbed every bit of sweetness, sweeping across every place, and the root of the tongue was sucked so hard that it hurt.

Lu Zhenzhen's entire body was limp as a puddle of water, and she could only let Fu Zhiyi do whatever he wanted.

The first reaction was, what happened?

The second reaction was that Fu Zhiyi was still recuperating and could not eat meat.

After waking up, she regained her strength and pushed Fu Zhiyi, who was still immersed in it, away: "No, no, Doctor Qi said that we have to wait seven days--"

Fu Zhiyi was caught off guard and was pushed off the couch by Lu Zhenzhen.

He sat down on the ground before he came to his senses.

He rubbed his face with a wry smile, took a moment to calm himself down, then climbed up and carefully moved back to the edge of the couch: "Zhenzhen, I'm sorry, I was too impulsive just now, you, don't be angry——"

Lu Zhenzhen read the pornographic book again, and found that reading the book was different from experiencing it herself.

At this moment, he felt a little embarrassed and covered his face: "Shut up! Don't say anything more! If you say anything more, you will sleep alone at night!"

A smile appeared on Fu Zhiyi's face, it seemed that Zhenzhen was not angry.

She grew bolder, hugged Lu Zhenzhen in her arms, and kissed her fiercely: "Your husband can endure it! Isn't it just seven days later? I can endure it!"

He said he could endure it, but he knew whether he could endure it or not.

Fu Zhiyi cursed softly, pounded the bed, and had to let go of Lu Zhenzhen. He said in a somewhat embarrassed tone, "Zhenzhen, you go to sleep first. I'm going to take a bath—"

Hearing Fu Zhiyi's hurried footsteps going downstairs and then the sound of him jumping into the hot spring, Lu Zhenzhen couldn't help but spit.

He touched his still hot cheeks and went to the window to take a look.

Under the moonlight, Fu Zhiyi was soaking in the hot spring pool. He seemed to sense something and looked up.

Meeting Lu Zhenzhen's gaze, he smiled slightly and silently said three words: "Seven days later——"

Lu Zhenzhen slammed the window shut, and without waiting for Fu Zhiyi, she went straight to the bed. After a while, she fell asleep heartlessly.

I don’t know how long it took, but a cool breath came over me.

Lu Zhenzhen followed the breath and came up, hugging the coolness tightly, rubbing her cheek against it, then she hummed with satisfaction and fell asleep again.

Fu Zhiyi's anger, which had been suppressed, began to rise again.

But he couldn't bear to push his darling wife away from him, so he could only silently recite the Heart Purification Mantra. He didn't know how many times he recited it before he finally fell into a deep sleep...