mismatch pheromone

October is the golden autumn, the most prosperous season, and the fruit is tired. Yu Jinghai brought back the daughter-in-law he wanted most in his life, and held a joyous and festive wedding banquet in his hometown of Yanhe Town with a child.

Yu Jinghai didn't want to bother too much with the process, so he made an agreement with Zhou Xi that all the processes would be simplified, and all cumbersome rules could be avoided, and anyone in the town who wanted to come to have a drink and celebrate would come.

On the day of the wine presentation, Yu Jinghai and Zhou Xi wore customized couple suits, offered tea to Mrs. Yu, received all kinds of small red envelopes from the blessings of the elders, and paid respects to the world.

The banquet lasted until the evening, Yu Jinghai didn't drink at all, and wandered around the tables with a teacup in his arms. Everyone laughed at him why he didn't drink alcohol but only drank tea when he got married.

The man directly said that drinking was a big mistake, and he had already promised his wife that he would never drink this stuff in the future.

Then I asked him what major event he missed, but he didn't mention a single word, he just said that if you turn the page, you should forget it, and just remember the lesson.

Yu Jinghai, who didn't touch anyone to give wine, picked up Zhou Xi in the middle of the night, and went back to the house to enter the bridal chamber.

Both of them were very clear-eyed, but the moment they met, the flames jumped up more fiercely than ever before, biting and pulling, and soon rolled into a big quilt hugging each other.

Yu Jinghai panted heavily, and called his daughter-in-law countless times. His big palm was always tightly wrapped around Zhou Xi, who was screaming and screaming. He not only gave comfort, but also kept begging...

Zhou Xi seemed to be turning into water in his arms, her breath was so moist that it was filled with indescribable tenderness, and she also relentlessly relied on that strong body, sincerely offering everything, and delivering it without regret...

The lingering kisses and the deep passion intertwine fiercely, accompanied by the turbulent alcohol-flavored pheromones turning over by the bed, gradually spreading to all corners of the room.

At this moment, the door panel was suddenly knocked with a small amount of force, thump, thud, one after another, showing the persistence of the knocker.

With a bang, the door was opened halfway from the inside, and Yu Jinghai, who was covered in sweat, appeared by the door with his bare arms.

Yu Xiaoxi looked up at her father, whose face was black and red, and her little nose suddenly twitched.

"Dad! Didn't you say you don't drink alcohol?" Yu Xiaoxi tried hard to inhale the smell overflowing from the room, and grabbed his father righteously, "I smell it! You drink a lot!"

"...No, drink." Yu Jinghai retorted hoarsely about the cauldron that his son blindly buckled for him.

"Why did you come here? What time is it? Still not sleeping? Forgot what Bodhisattva father said? Telling you to go to bed early, isn't it obedient?"

Yu Xiaoxi's small face showed grievances, "Is Bodhisattva father going to give it back to me? I want to listen to the story. Dad has given it to you for a long time. Now I want Bodhisattva father to tell the story!"

"What are you talking about, I don't have it tonight." Yu Jinghai said in a hoarse voice, with veins twitching on his forehead, "Listen to grandma—Mom? Mom?! Where is he? Mom!! Hurry up and take this bastard away!! !"

"Hey, come, come..." Mrs. Yu also raised her voice, and rushed over from the other end, "I've had too much tea, so I'm going to the toilet..."

"Little watermelon, why did you run out of the house? Come on, go back to the house with grandma, your bodhisattva father is not free tonight, he is busy..." Mrs. Yu took the little grandson away.

The mother-in-law and grandson who were gradually walking away were still asking and answering.

"Why is Bodhisattva father not free?"

"Get married, didn't grandma tell you what marriage is all about?"

"Oh...do you have to be so busy getting married?"

"Oh yes, I'm very busy. Getting married is a major event in life, and I'm the busiest..."

Yu Jing closed the door, turned around and threw herself back on the bed, holding down Zhou Xi who was about to get up.

"Why don't I tell Xiaoxi a story first?" Zhou Xi's eyelashes were wet and soaked in sweat, and they blinked as they moved.

Yu Jinghai groaned and pressed his red thin lips tightly, holding Zhou Xi's face steady with his palms, so that he could only look at himself.

"On our big day, you still have no control over what you think, kid? Am I still the most important thing in your heart? Am I still number one?"

Zhou Xi suffered from his arrogance, sighed with a smile, and lay back obediently.

"It is the most important, number one, only you are."

When the climax surged again, they met each other with lips and teeth, set sail to break the ice, and ran hand in hand to the same distant place they most yearned for...

The words of love are exhausted, and the sky is bright.

Yu Jinghai got up early in the morning, fetched water to wash his clean-loving daughter-in-law comfortably, hugged Zhou Xi who was dazed and buried him as a pillow, and gnawed out another puddle of water.

Only then did I pack up and leave the house, and go to the field to collect the last batch of watermelons.

Zhou Xi slept until the sun was shining, and lazily sat up straight on the bed, and saw her son Yu Xiaoxi sticking out half of her head by the door, looking cautiously into the room.

"Xiaoxi, come." Zhou Xi called out lightly.

Yu Xiaoxi immediately let go of the restraint, flew onto the bed, and fell into Zhou Xi's warm embrace.

"Father, have you finished your work? You didn't tell a story yesterday... Dad won't let me, and grandma won't let me... I'm so miserable..."

Zhou Xi was amused by the childish words, then drank water to clear her throat, and began to retell the story to her son.

Yu Xiaoxi waited for the story until midnight last night, was picked up by his father for breakfast in the morning, and played outside for most of the day.

This time, listening to the gentle and gentle voice of the story, my mind felt so comfortable, and I lay down beside Zhou Xi's lap to catch up on sleep.

Zhou Xi moved him to the pillow, touched the little head that was almost smooth to the touch, covered him with a quilt, and then turned to eat the breakfast in the insulated box.

After breakfast, he opened the drawer again, took out the diary, and revisited his favorite stories one after another.

On the day he returned to Yanhe, he visited another Zhixi Bookstore.

As Yu Jinghai said, from the outside to the inside, everything is exactly the same, even the treasure of the store on the wall of the counter is "The Old Man and the Sea".

It's just that the book placed in Yanhe, whether it's the whole book or the back cover, is brand new and flawless.

He asked Yu Jinghai, and the cover of this book was also made by Yu Jinghai himself.

At that time, the man who was good at craftsmanship had to ask for another compliment from his wife.

Zhou Xi flipped through the pages, occasionally pausing, reaching out to pat the bed, muttering "It's cheap for you".

Teacher Zhou, who played a little temper, said in a serious tone after a while, "My old Yu will not be nice to you in the future, just follow me, you know?"

He was whispering jealously with the bed board, when the deep and loud voice he was most familiar with suddenly sounded from outside the room.

"...Mom, is Ah Xi awake? Have you looked at Little Watermelon? That kid is very clingy to Ah Xi right now. Wasn't that, what? He was so tired last night. Don't let Little Watermelon bother him... "

"With your voice, it can be noisier than your son." The old lady spat at her son angrily.

It turns out the old lady was right about spitting.

Yu Xiaoxi, who had just fallen asleep, was awakened by his father's voice, turned her head in confusion, and then hugged the nearest father with a clatter.

"Xiaoxi, go on sleeping, good boy." Zhou Xi seemed to be in a hurry at this moment, and after telling her son, she hurriedly lifted the quilt out of bed, moved to the door of the house with light footsteps.

The sun outside the house is bright, and the wonderful light and shadow are poured quietly in the yard.

I saw Yu Jinghai covered in sweat, dragging a big bag, stopping under a tree, picking up the watermelons in the bag.

Zhou Xi stood by the door for a long time before taking another step into the small courtyard.

When Yu Jinghai heard the slight footsteps, he suddenly raised his head, was taken aback for a moment, then smiled innocently, and said to others, "Get up, daughter-in-law, come and see, your favorite watermelon..."

Zhou Xi quickened her pace, and when she arrived in front of Yu Jinghai, she reached out and hugged his straight waist just now.

"Hey? You, why did you hug me here? I'm covered in sweat and I haven't washed it yet..."

Zhou Xi tightened her arms, raised her blushing face, and the figure in front of her was reflected in her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and the little tear moles at the corners of her eyes seemed to be dancing happily.

"You made a big mistake, Mr. Yu Jinghai." Zhou Xiwen reprimanded in a shallow voice.

The man hugged by him raised his eyebrows in surprise, then he freed a hand, pinched the handsome face, and said proudly, "Okay, you can criticize, don't care about the mistakes, you guys will give it to me right now." You correct it!"

"Miscalculated again, here I—" Zhou Xi smiled, and tapped her heart with her fingertips, "Your weight."

Yu Jinghai smiled even more honestly, and immediately asked sincerely, "Then tell me, what is my weight?"

Zhou Xi gave a thumbs up, with a comfortable smile on her face, and her voice was like a jade bead, "I love you the most, there is no one."

The love words at noon were supported by the hot sun, which made the two people staring at each other feel hotter, they moved closer to each other at the same time, the hug became firmer, and the kiss gradually deepened...

The old lady Yu on the chair in the corner caught Yu Xiaoxi who had jumped out of the room, and she had already carried her into her arms. In front of the little grandson.

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