Little Niang[Transmigration Book]

Song Yanming's embrace was warm and his steps were steady.

Rong Yu buried her face in his chest, feeling warm in her heart, he didn't need to think about anything, he didn't need to do anything, all he knew was that he really came home, a home with his lover and family.

Halfway through the journey, he suddenly realized that Song Yanming was not returning to his master bedroom, but Xiyuan where he lived.

The guards at the gate saw Lord Hou like this, they just kept their eyes there, looking at his nose and heart, as if he didn't see anything, and devoted himself to his duty.

After entering the door, Song Yanming gently placed Rong Yu on the bed, then half-kneeled in front of him, looking up at him devoutly like a believer.

Can't get enough of it.

Rong Yu bit her lip, stretched out her hand to caress his face, and then leaned over to kiss his lips lightly, separated an inch, and kissed again, it didn't contain any sex, it was just a comfort between lovers, this kind of Solace is enough to soothe all gloom.

But Song Yanming said softly:

"For the past three years, I have been living in Xiyuan. We will move there together after the main courtyard is cleaned up."

Rong Yu had a sore nose, pretending to complain,

"You occupy my house privately, I'm going to be angry."

Song Yanming acted as if he hadn't heard of it, his Adam's apple slipped, and he clasped the back of his head, giving him a long and gentle kiss, but he didn't think it was enough, his sharp tongue broke through the soft defense, sucking his soft and sweet lump with nostalgia, and so on. The bright red lips parted stickily, Song Yanming couldn't help but stick it again, and sighed:

"Three years... three years..."

Why does Rong Yu not know how he has lived these three years, how much pain he has had on himself, how much pain he must have felt in his heart, he pressed his head in his arms, and gently stroked his hair like a child .

In the past three years, Song Yanming has hardly had a peaceful feeling. At this moment, he is leaning in the arms of his lost and recovered beloved, feeling relaxed all over. He just feels that there is no other place in the world that is more comfortable than his arms. He immediately went to bed, and hugged Rong Rong like this. Jade had a good night's sleep.

Rong Yu didn't feel sleepy, but being able to look at her lover's sleeping face like this made her feel very peaceful and beautiful.

As night fell, Song Yanming was still asleep, and the people in the Hou's mansion would come here without knowing the interest.

Rong Yu's stomach was already growling with hunger, but Song Yanming's waist had already been tightly held by Song Yanming, and he was clasped in his arms as if declaring possession. When he moved, he frowned unsteadily at the convenience, where is Rong Yu? She was willing to wake him who slept so soundly.

Just enduring, leaning his forehead lightly against his, Song Yanming was startled, opened his eyes suddenly,

"Yu'er!"

When he saw that Rong Yu was still completely in his arms, he breathed a long sigh of relief, and then hugged Rong Yu tightly in his arms.

"Have a nightmare?"

Rong Yu asked.

Song Yanming only caressed his back,

"In the past three years, I have dreamed of reuniting countless times... This time, waking up is finally real."

Rong Yu was so sad that she couldn't bear it any longer, she tried her best to swallow the soreness in her throat, immediately put her arms around Song Yanming's neck, and buried her head deeply in it.

"I will never leave again." He bit his lip, "We will always be together."

"Ah."

I don't know how long I held it like this, until Song Yanming's stomach also let out a hungry protest.

Song Yanming rested his head on his neck, showing a rare laziness different from the past,

"I want to eat your cooking."

Rong Yu smiled dumbly, "What do you want to eat?"

"Anything goes, as long as you do it."

In the end, Rong Yu went to the dining room to make noodles for him, and the two of them were like ordinary couples, sitting opposite each other at the small table used by servants to eat in the dining room, you looked at me, I looked at you, the time was long and long.

Mr. Qi stretched his head outside to look inside, and after a while, he put his head back again, with a sudden smile on his lips, and was about to go back, when the cook who was preparing supper was coming this way.

Manager Qi hurriedly chased him away, "Go, go..."

The cook was confused by him, "What about the masters' dim sum?"

"Just go back, and I'll let you take a night off." Director Qi waved his hand impatiently.

The cook gave him a suspicious look, convinced that he was not joking, and left muttering.

Manager Qi stroked his sparse beard and looked at the faint yellow light from the dining room door from a distance, looking extraordinarily warm in the dark night.

Manager Qi laughed again, and went to his yard humming a little tune with his hands behind his back.

***

In the early morning of the second day, Rong Yu was guarding the gate of the Hou Mansion, very nervous.

"Why hasn't Yu'er come back yet?"

"You can only leave at noon." Song Yanming squeezed his hand and smiled softly: "I asked you to come half an hour late, but you didn't listen."

Rong Yu's heart was on fire, and being teased by Song Yanming, he pinched his arm angrily.

"Don't watch my jokes there!"

Seemingly remembering something again, Rong Yu called Madam Zheng,

"Is the food in the dining room still warm?"

"It's warm, madam, don't worry."

Rong Yu was still worried, "The steamed crabmeat dumplings should be steamed right away, and it's not advisable to put them in too early. Also, the scallop and emerald soup should be cooked in an open oven, so it must not be heated on a steamer."

The corners of Madam Zheng's lips twitched, "Don't worry, everything is arranged according to Madam's instructions."

Rong Yu knew that she was a little too anxious, but after three years of separation, she didn't know whether the child would accept her or not.

——Nursing kindness is far greater than giving birth to kindness, as an orphan, Rong Yu understands it best.

Just as he was smiling wryly, there was a sound of horseshoes in the distance. At the end of the street, a carriage with the logo of Pingyang Marquis Mansion was driving towards this side.

Rong Yu's heart skipped a beat.

He suddenly felt a feeling of being close to home, although this metaphor is not appropriate.

Song Yanming embraced his waist, lowered his head slightly,

"Yu'er, our baby is back."

He took Rong Yu's hand down the steps and walked towards the carriage.

The door curtain was lifted, and Song Wenyan, who had grown into a young man, came out first. When he saw Rong Yu, he was startled at first, and then he was overjoyed. He almost called his name directly, and then realized something, smiled slightly, and walked slowly. After getting off the carriage, Yu Rongyu gave a slight bow,

"Sister-in-law."

"You brat!" Rong Yu blushed, and rubbed the back of her neck in embarrassment, "Don't...don't be so polite."

Song Wenyan smiled but said nothing, his heart was happy.

With a smile on the corner of Song Yanming's mouth, he reached into the carriage and hugged a three-year-old doll.

The doll was wearing a moon-white double-breasted gown, with a pink and jade-carved face, which was the model of Song Yanming, but a pair of big black grape-like eyes looked like Rongyu. At this time, he was looking curious and curious. Staring at Rong Yu.

It was the first time that Rong Yu felt blushed because others observed his face, and it was because of a three-year-old child.

He smiled unnaturally and waved to him, "Hello."

Yu'er pursed her lips slightly, revealing two dimples.

Rong Yu was almost not dazzled by this smile, and the groundhog screamed in her heart, oh my god, it's too cute.

Song Yanming took his hand: "Yu'er, this is your mother."

Yu'er looked at Rongyu with her pitch-black eyes, hesitated for a moment, then stretched out her chubby little hand,

"hug."

Rong Yu's eyes were hot, and he quickly reached out to take him, and pressed him into his arms. The ugly baby back then had grown into such a cute appearance, and he had been absent for three years. Make up for it every year.At that moment, he suddenly understood Gu Wan's behavior.

Most of the hearts of parents in the world are like this.

Yu'er's body was soft and still smelled of milk, Rong Yu looked at his fleshy face, tears filled his eyes somehow, he didn't want Yu'er to see, so he buried his face into his soft neck between,

"Yu'er, do you miss me..." Rong Yu desperately endured the soreness in her heart, "Do you miss me?"

Yu'er's body was slightly stiff.

Without getting an answer, Rong Yu sniffed sadly, knowing that he had frightened him, but he was reluctant to let go, so he forced himself to smile,

"Come on, I made a lot of delicious food for Yu'er, Yu'er must be hungry."

He excitedly held Yu'er and walked towards the gate, completely oblivious to the existence of others.

Song Yanming looked at their backs helplessly, since Yu'er appeared, his attention was not on himself.I couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive, laughed at myself, patted Song Wenyan on the shoulder, and followed to the Hou's mansion.

The front hall of the Hou's Mansion was once again bustling, with the aroma of dishes and the smell of human fireworks.

Rong Yu's eyes were almost glued to Yu'er's body, and she felt that he was cute everywhere, and there was no place that didn't hurt.

Song Wenyan looked at the scene in front of him with a smile. Although his nephew was still a bit cramped, he was obviously happy in his heart. Yesterday, when he heard that his mother from afar came back, it was the first time he made a fuss not to stay here like a little adult. Guozijian, come back immediately.

After suffering, he comforted him all night.

Seeing that his elder brother's eyes were also on the two of them, there was a gentle smile in his eyes, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously raised—this kind of elder brother finally came back.

Three years later, he finally saw a smile from his elder brother again, thinking about that year... Song Wenyan sighed softly in his heart, thinking, no matter what, this is the best result now.

At night, the heavy rain gradually began to fall, and the thunder rumbled. The weather in late spring is so changeable, and the sky is clear in the daytime.

Xiyuan was on that familiar bed.

Rong Yu was soaked in sweat, as if he had been fished out of the water. He supported Song Yanming's chest weakly with both hands, and breathlessly lowered his head to kiss the corner of Song Yanming's lips.

"I haven't fed you yet? My waist is sore..."

"tired?"

With flames dancing in Song Yanming's eyes, he turned around and pressed the man under him. Rong Yu let out an exclamation, but his lips were already tightly blocked.

The thunder is still there, the heavy rain is torrential, and the pouring rain hits Basho. Basho can't bear it for a while, and falls low.

The big water dripped all over the ground, flowing everywhere, and it was wet.

When the dormitory was quiet again, Rong Yu didn't even have the strength to move, and just let Song Yanming kiss everywhere.

After finally recovering, Rong Yu endured the soreness in her waist and limbs, recalling everything today, she couldn't help but feel joy in her heart,

"Brother, I am so happy today."

Song Yanming kissed his smooth and jade shoulder, the skin on his body was as smooth as silk.

"Well……"

"Yu'er likes mine?"

"certainly……"

The kiss began to be tight, and Rong Yu knew that the other party didn't have the heart to share her mental journey with her at all. It seemed that she was just greedy for his body. He had let him do it a few times tonight, but it was not enough, so she only complained in a low voice:

"You bastard who can't get enough...I'm about to be torn apart by you..."

The kiss turned into a gnawing, "I've been hungry for three years..."

The corners of Rong Yu's eyes were full of coquettishness, and his fair cheeks were flushed, which was the aftertaste of all kinds of affection. Song Yanming's heart was full of love, sparks of fire, and the potential to start a prairie fire. He rubbed the tip of his nose obsessively, Rong Yu He was out of breath again.

"Song Yanming, you can't..."

"Yu'er, you are so beautiful."

How could Rong Yu be willing to be molested by him unilaterally, "Obviously Lord Hou is more handsome."

"anything else?"

"Anything else?" Rong Yu hugged his neck and said in a vicious voice, "...Does it count as a good job?"

Song Yanming bit his chin, Rong Yu hurriedly begged for mercy,

"I can't do it, I can't do it...Brother, I'm tired...I'll serve you tomorrow."

"I'm not tired... I'll change my brother to serve you..."

The kiss moved down from his chin, Rong Yu itched badly, giggling and giggling, and then he screamed, the laughter slowly turned into an uncontrollable gasp, Rong Yu bit his lower lip tightly, and grasped it with both hands impatiently Pillows, the air becomes warmer again.

A low voice "Father" came from the door.

Rong Yu heard it in a daze, and was startled, "Brother...well...it seems to be Yu'er."

Song Yanming got out from the quilt, the corners of his lips were watery, Rong Yu's face was flushed, he quickly closed his legs, took a breath, tied up the belt of his little coat, and then put on his obscene trousers, and was about to Get out of bed to open the door for someone, Song Yanming kissed him,

"I'll go."

It really was Yu'er.

He was led by Song Yanming, and Rong Yu hugged him,

"Yu'er, what's wrong?"

Yu'er was obviously a little in awe of Song Yanming, and only looked at Rong Yu with dark eyes: "It's thundering, I'm afraid."

Song Yanming frowned, and was about to preach a few words, but Rong Yu was already heartbroken, and hugged him,

"Don't be afraid, mother will accompany you, sleep here tonight."

Yu'er was overjoyed, and was about to climb onto the bed.

"Yu'er..."

Song Yanming finally spoke seriously, he didn't go on, the father and son didn't need much words, they could understand each other with just one look, Yu'er looked at Rongyu and lowered his head.

"Go back to sleep, baby."

Rong Yu took his fleshy hand and stared at Song Yanming with a slight reproach in his eyes, clearly saying, "He's only three years old."

In the end, it was Song Yanming who compromised. Although he had selfish intentions, he only sighed when he remembered that their mother and son hadn't seen each other for three years:

"Only this one time."

Rong Yu was overjoyed, and quickly hugged Yu'er to the bed. Song Yanming looked at Rong Yu's cheerful and loving face, and completely lost the loss that had turned into a pool of spring water under him just now. He knew that the night was over, so he just shook his head. Shaking his head, he reluctantly went to bed.

Yu'er was sleeping between the two of them, Rong Yu couldn't help approaching him, smelling the scent of milk on his body, her arms warmed up, but she was hugged instead.

"Mother..." Yu'er suddenly said, "I miss you."

He was answering the question at noon.

At that moment, Rong Yu felt that all the energy in his body was drained. He opened his mouth, but found that he couldn't make a sound. Song Yanming's big palms pinched his hand, and Rong Yu choked with warmth. Try to calm your voice.

"Yu'er, mother misses you too."

"really miss you."

The mother and son's heartfelt mutual complaints made Song Yanming's heart extremely soft, and the depression caused by the unfilled desire tonight disappeared immediately. He stretched out his long arms and hugged Rong Yu and Yu'er in his arms.

In his arms are his wife, his son, and their bonded life.

Rong Yu's eyes were wet.

Fate gave him a bad start, but fortunately, God was kind to him, and finally gave him the best ending.

After that, every year, every year, every second, every minute, every minute, every second, is sweet enough to make people want to miss it.

This life of wearing books is enough.

(End of the article)

The author has something to say:

Thank you, thank you Seventeen, thank you Lin Yongdu.

There will be some side stories later, which will be released from time to time.

I have to prepare well for the new article, and it will be published there in May.

Thanks again.

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