Quick wear: Stunning witch lives a long life by giving birth to children

The garden was extremely quiet at night, with no one else except the guards passing by on patrol. The two of them whispered together, and Jiang Qingxue felt that the hand being held was getting hotter and hotter, and she struggled a little.

Zhou Xuanzhang let go of her and asked with a smile.

"Does it hurt when I pinch you?"

Jiang Qingxue wanted to tease her, so she raised her hand pitifully in front of him.

"Well, it hurts a little."

Zhou Xuanzhang thought for a while, then put the glazed lamp on the ground, gently took her hand and put it to his lips, rubbing it while breathing carefully.

"Ma'am, is this better?"

Jiang Qingxue's cheeks were hot when he teased her, and she didn't dare to look at him again. Zhou Xuanzhang saw that she was shy, but she still deliberately made trouble. He pulled her into his arms, and pressed her aggressive body against her. Her delicate body was so hot that it seemed to melt her.

Jiang Qingxue reached out and hooked his neck.

"Husband, we can't do it here."

Zhou Xuanzhang looked at her without saying a word, but in the dark night, her eyes were frighteningly bright. The two hugged each other at such a close distance for a long time. The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, so quiet that their heartbeats could be clearly heard.

Zhou Xuanzhang's hands trembled slightly, wandering around her waist, as if stroking a peerless treasure. After a long time, he hugged her sideways and walked directly to the Bamboo Garden with her in his arms.

Jiang Qingxue was lying in his arms and laughing. It was hard to tell that Zhou Xuanzhang was quite romantic.

When the servants in Zhuyuan saw this, they thought Jiang Qingxue had sprained his ankle.

"What's going on here?"

"Why didn't you bring up a lamp?"

Zhou Xuanzhang put Jiang Qingxue on the couch and did not rush to make love with her. Instead, he went out to give orders to his servants.

"Come in and help the young lady wash and bathe."

Following Mrs. Lin's advice, the nuns had already prepared hot water. Several nuns hurried into the clean room next door and sprinkled a lot of rose petals in the bathtub.

Jiang Qingxue washed up hastily and came out.

Who knew that Zhou Xuanzhang was faster than her, carrying two buckets of cold water and flushing it in the study next door. He was sitting by the couch wiping his wet hair.

Jiang Qingxue sat next to him and asked him.

"Has your husband already washed it?"

Zhou Xuanzhang smiled and nodded.

"Well, I washed it with cold water."

Jiang Qingxue didn't expect him to be so stupid. It was still quite cold in February. In ancient times, even a small cold could kill someone. She couldn't help but frown.

"Are you stupid? What should you do if you catch a cold?"

Zhou Xuanzhang was stunned for a moment, with a thick smile in his eyes.

"Madam, are you feeling sorry for me?"

Jiang Qingxue gave him an angry look.

"I don't. If you get sick right after I get married, what will my parents think of me? What will the servants of the Zhou family think of me? I'm thinking about myself."

Zhou Xuanzhang took her hand and pressed it on his strong chest.

"I'm not afraid of the cold. If you touch it, it'll be hot."

He only wore a loose undershirt, revealing a large piece of solid and muscular chest. His well-defined abdominal muscles were looming, and his bronze skin added a bit of wildness.

Jiang Qingxue looked at it, feeling inexplicably frightened. It was not a good thing to have too much physical strength. She was afraid that she would not be able to bear it in the future. After all, the original owner had just turned seventeen and was still immature.

Seeing that she was distracted, Zhou Xuanzhang leaned close to whisper in her ear.

"Madam, I neglected you last night, and I will make it up to you tonight. You see it's getting late, why don't you go to bed early?"

Jiang Qingxue drew circles on his chest with her fingers.

"My husband is so mighty, so he needs to be gentler. I'm afraid I won't be able to bear it..."

Zhou Xuanzhang put down the gauze curtain and pressed her under him.

"Don't be afraid, I will be gentler..."

In the red tent, the beauty was dripping with sweat. Zhou Xuanzhang held her in his arms, kissing every inch of her skin as if he was insatiable, until the red candle burned out, and then he stopped.

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On the second day, Jiang Qingxue was sore and weak, her waist and back hurt, and she couldn't get up. Zhou Xuanzhang held her in his arms and dressed her in clothes and shoes.

Jiang Qingxue's eyes were sleepy and she let him do what she wanted.

"Husband, today is the day to go home, but my legs are weak..."

Having said that, these days in ancient times were too boring. There was a rare good show today, but she couldn't miss it. She had to go even if her legs were weak.

Zhou Xuanzhang kissed her earlobe and smiled evilly.

"If you don't want to reply, I'll just send someone to Jiang Mansion to tell her that the bride has caught a cold and needs to rest for a few days."

Jiang Qingxue suddenly laughed.

"How can that be done? We can't let people gossip, not to mention Shen Yi and Jiang Zhili are also going. Don't you want to see your sister Li'er?"