Chapter 111 Only one family sleeps together
Chapter 111 Only one family sleeps together
The meal was awkward, except for Xiao Qianyue, who ate with relish despite her worries.
Right after finishing his meal, Lu Congyue said he had to go out for a while.
Just as Zhuang Qingxiang finished tidying up, Lu Congyue brought back two people to set up the bed.
The cramped wire bed was completely retired, and a 1.2-meter bed was installed in the corner of the outer room, close to the inner room. The wood was very sturdy.
The people Lu Congyue brought then strung a wire around the bed and hung two sheets as curtains to separate the bed from the rest of the room, creating a private space.
"Director Lu, everything is ready."
Lu Congyue glanced at them, nodded, thanked them, and saw them off.
When I got back, I saw Xiao Qianyue peeking out from behind the curtain with great curiosity.
"What's wrong?" Lu Congyue asked with a smile.
"Uncle Lu, your bed is so big!" Little Qian Yue's eyes sparkled. "It's bigger than the previous one."
Is a 1.2-meter bed big?
If the room weren't too cramped, he would have liked to get a bed that was 1.5 or 1.8 meters long.
However, it seems too big for a child.
Lu Congyue smiled and patted her head: "It's not as big as the kang you sleep on."
Xiao Qianyue thought about it and realized that it seemed to make sense. She also thought of something very serious.
In winter, the kang (heated brick bed) is very warm, but the bed is very cold.
So Xiao Qianyue immediately changed her tune: "Uncle Lu, this bed is too small, and it will be very cold in winter. When it gets cold, you can come and sleep on the kang (heated brick bed). The kang is big enough to sleep all of us."
Children may not understand, but adults' hearts race when they hear it.
Inside the house, Zhuang Qingxiang, her face flushed, called out, "Yueyue, stop bothering your Uncle Lu."
"Oh!" Xiao Qianyue responded, but still not entirely reassured Lu Congyue, she said, "Uncle Lu, is it settled then?"
Lu Congyue wanted to laugh but held it in and said with a serious expression, "This matter... you have to ask your mother if she agrees."
"My mother will definitely agree." Xiao Qianyue nodded vigorously.
Mother said that we should listen to Uncle Lu and be good to him. Letting Uncle Lu sleep on the kang (heated brick bed) to avoid him getting cold is for his own good, isn't it? Mother will not object to that.
Xiao Qianyue ran back to the house, climbed onto the kang (a heated brick bed), and looked at Zhuang Qingxiang expectantly: "Mom, when it snows, let Uncle Lu sleep on the kang, the bed will be cold."
"Nonsense!" Zhuang Qingxiang said sternly, glancing quickly at Lu Congyue standing at the door.
She didn't know why, but even though he wasn't smiling, she always felt that he had a mischievous look on his face, as if he was waiting for her answer.
Little Qian Yue was full of enthusiasm, but she didn't expect to be scolded. Her face fell, and she looked aggrieved.
Fearing the little girl would be upset, Zhuang Qingxiang quickly explained, "Yueyue, only family members can sleep in one bed, understand?"
Little Qian Yue nodded, seemingly understanding, "Just like Dad?"
Zhuang Qingxiang was reminded of her deceased husband by her words.
After marriage, they rarely slept on the same kang (a heated brick bed), or rather, he wasn't there when she went to sleep, and he wasn't there when she woke up.
Later I learned that he mostly slept in the side room where Xiao Qianyue lived.
It wasn't until she became pregnant that the man would openly sleep on the kang (a heated brick bed), though he would keep a great distance between them.
But his gaze towards her belly was intense; he was clearly looking forward to the child.
To strengthen the bond between family members, Zhuang Qingxiang invited Xiao Qianyue to sleep with them. When it was cold, the whole family would get into bed early, feeling warm both physically and emotionally.
However, at that time, apart from the child in her womb, there was no intimate contact between the two of them, not even holding hands, and she had gotten used to this kind of marital relationship.
Now that she has spent time with Lu Congyue, she is actually quite confused.
She liked Lu Congyue's looks and body. Although she was shy and unwilling to admit it, she actually liked it when he kissed her, touched her, and did things to her.
Actually, she really wanted to kiss and touch him. At that moment, she didn't feel dirty or embarrassed. Even the rhythm of his breathing captivated her.
Which one is correct?
What are other couples like?
Zhuang Qingxiang really wanted to know.
Zhuang Qingxiang's sudden silence left Xiao Qianyue at a loss. She secretly looked at Uncle Lu at the door, asking him for help, but found that Uncle Lu looked somewhat frightening.
Uncle Lu is angry!
Xiao Qianyue was very good at reading people's expressions. She was quite certain of this, so she didn't dare to ask for help and lay down on the kang (a heated brick bed) without making a sound.
After a while, Zhuang Qingxiang was pulled back from her memories by the sound of soft sobs.
That's when I noticed that Xiao Qianyue was crying.
Zhuang Qingxiang quickly comforted the child and asked her what was wrong.
Xiao Qianyue timidly asked if she had said something wrong and made her angry, then hugged her and begged her not to abandon her.
This broke Zhuang Qingxiang's heart, and she quickly apologized, saying that she didn't mean to be mean to her, but that she was thinking of her father and felt a little sad.
Little Qian Yue slowly stopped crying.
This child has no father or mother, only her stepmother. Zhuang Qingxiang warned herself that she must be more careful with her words in the future, so as not to hurt the child's sensitive feelings.
It was getting late, so Zhuang Qingxiang washed the children, fed them, and put them to sleep.
Only after all three children were asleep did she have time to tidy herself up.
She went out to pour out the water, and when she returned, the curtain that had just been hung up was pulled back. Lu Congyue sat on the edge of the bed, staring at her expressionlessly: "Come here!"
Zhuang Qingxiang suddenly felt her mouth was dry. She licked her lips, gently put down the basin, and slowly walked over.
Just as she reached Lu Congyue, her wrist tightened, and he easily pulled her towards him.
The curtains were drawn, and in the small space, the two people breathed together.
Lu Congyue kissed him very urgently and fiercely.
Zhuang Qingxiang felt the pain, struggled slightly, and turned her head away: "Be gentle, don't leave a mark, I can't explain it."
Lu Congyue was breathing heavily. He had one arm around her waist and the other hand supporting the back of her head, forcing her to turn her head back and look at him.
His eyes seemed to burn with fire. Just one glance was enough to make Zhuang Qingxiang's eyelashes tremble and her watery eyes blush with shyness.
"Don't think about that person." Lu Congyue gritted his teeth.
Zhuang Qingxiang was taken aback.
Lu Congyue pressed his lips tightly together, staring intently at her, almost uttering each word clearly: "No! At least not in front of me!"
Zhuang Qingxiang's mind worked slowly, and she seemed to understand. She had just been lost in memories, and he seemed to have noticed.
But that was Yueyue's father, her deceased husband. How could she not miss him?
Just as she thought of this, her breath was suddenly taken away again. She immediately had no time to think of anyone else, her mind and eyes were only on Lu Congyue beside her.
He seized Zhuang Qingxiang's attention with unprecedented domineering force, enjoying her writhing and turning in his hands, only able to utter soft moans and constantly call his name.
Perhaps it was the enclosed space that made them feel safe, and soon the two of them were completely naked. The feeling of their skin touching was so intimate that it made them linger and even more greedy.
The 1.2-meter bed was too small for two adults; they had to be pressed together. Lu Congyue's breathing was alarmingly hot.
"Is it okay?" he asked as a final confirmation.
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