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He gently lowered his head and kissed her full forehead. Her taste was so sweet, belonging to her. It filled his nose and breath, filling his heart with sweetness.

"Shufang, am I dreaming? "You really want me to …"

After a long while, both of them were unable to breathe. Only then did he let go of the beauty in his embrace, and used his fingers to pick up her chin, confirming her heart once again.

Ning Haitao was too clumsy when they were making love. He hit her forehead, and the wound hurt more and more. Liu Shufang felt a little dizzy, so she didn't hear Ning Haitao clearly.

"What's wrong?"

Seeing her painful expression, Ning Haitao did not care about the throbbing in his heart and immediately checked her wound out of concern.

"Haitao!" What happened? How could you just get married and live to see the light of day? What bad luck, what kind of wife did he have? "Let me tell you, Hanlan has already married your brother. If you want to go back on your word, I'll bring the girl back. I want to bully my orphans and widows, but there's no way!"

The old granny's voice came from the door. In order to show her anger, she jabbed the cane in her hand into the ground.

"Mom, it's okay. It's late, you should go to bed!"

When Ning Haitao heard his mother's voice, he gave Liu Shufang a helpless look. The whole mountain village knew that mother was not like this, but ever since his father had died, she had experienced hardships in her life and her legs had been injured.

"What's all right? I heard it just now. Liu Shufang, let me tell you, once you enter my Ning Family Gate, you must do your duty. If I find out that you have let down my son, don't say that I have broken your legs. "

Zhang Sanhua, leaning on her twin crutches, stood at the door of her son's room. Her face was twisted with anger as she cursed repeatedly at the tightly shut door.

She didn't specifically listen to her son's story about having a girl mischievous and secretly eavesdropping on the wall. She came back to tell her that her sister-in-law had someone in her heart that she wasn't willing to marry her brother. That was why she got her daughter to help her come over.

The more she thought about it, the angrier she became, especially when she heard her son was trying to coax Liu Shufang. Thinking about how her daughter had already entered the bridal chamber with Liu Shufang's brother, even if she didn't come back, she felt cheated.

She even wanted her son to take care of Liu Shufang and get her daughter-in-law to knead some noodles. If she had to submit, then she would live an honest life.

"Shufang, don't take mother's words to heart."

Ning Haitao looked at Liu Shufang awkwardly. Seeing her depressed expression, he looked towards the door with tears in his eyes. A burst of heartache came over him as he held her shoulders and looked at her apologetically.

"It's fine, mother is right. Since I've become your wife, of course I should wholeheartedly live with you."

Liu Shufang smiled awkwardly. Her mother-in-law's valiance was the same as in her previous life. However, she didn't blame her. Who asked her to seek death on her wedding night? The two families were engaged to someone else, and what he had done in his previous life was indeed unorthodox.

Her brother was a cripple. Hanlan had married him, but she had sincerely followed him. She had never once thought of him as a cripple, nor did she think of her family as poor.

In his previous life, when he eloped with Zhang Qiang, his mother-in-law went to bring Hanlan home. However, she kneeled down to her mother and begged her mother in tears, unwilling to part with her crippled husband and reluctant to part with her young child.

Hanlan was the kind woman. On the other hand, Haitao had always been good to her. He had always helped her out when her mother-in-law had troubled her.

She had a secret relationship with Zhang Qiang and refused to share the room with him. She even left Zhang Qiang's son to him.

"Mother, don't worry. I will definitely live a good life together with Haitao."

She spoke loudly to the door, her promise to her mother-in-law, to keep her old man from getting angry.

"Hmph, that's still a human word."

Hearing her daughter-in-law's guarantee, Zhang Sanhua's anger subsided a little as she spoke to the door. Her voice was much calmer now, lacking the harsh words she had just spoken.

The mother-in-law also couldn't always stay at the daughter-in-law's door. Today was their wedding night, so it would be awkward to hear anything. With the support of her daughter, she went back to her own east house.

The houses in the countryside were all arranged in the same pattern. The entrance was to the kitchen and dining hall, with one room to the left and right. The houses in the north and south were divided into east and west rooms.

"Mother left."

Ning Haitao heard the sound of the walking stick slowly disappear as he looked at Liu Shufang and whispered.

Liu Shufang's words had moved him. She was giving her mother a date to ease his heart, and she was also doing it to make him completely at ease.

"Yes, I'm leaving."

Liu Shufang raised her head. Seeing the nervousness and regret in Ning Haitao's eyes, she knew what he was worried about. She took the initiative to extend her small hand and put it on his big palm.

The bright red words of joy in the room made their hearts throb. Tonight was the wedding night, the most important moment in their lives.

Ning Haitao felt a surge of electricity coursing through his body through his palm. Seeing Liu Shufang shyly lowering her head, he suddenly tightened his grip and wrapped her soft white hand around his.

Ambiguity floated between the two of them. In the quiet room, the beating of her heart could be clearly heard. Liu Shufang's face was as red as a fresh apple, and Ning Haitao wanted to swallow her whole.

"Go to sleep!"

Ning Haitao's low and hoarse voice contained traces of emotion. To Liu Shufang, it sounded like a love song, full of bewitching charm.

"Yes."

She replied in a low voice, her face turning even redder. Even her earlobes had turned pink.

Her heart was beating like a drum. In her previous life, she had once had a physical relationship with him, but that time, Ning Haitao had drank too much, so after knowing about her clandestine love, he had used force and anger. She did not feel joy, nor did she feel any expectation, only disgust and pain.

But now, it was different. She had a faint trace of anticipation in her heart. She could truly become his woman, and all of her body and mind would belong to him.

Liu Shufang inadvertently raised her head and saw his robust figure. For a moment, she was dazed. His figure was comparable to a modern bodybuilder, and unlike Zhang Qiang's thin chest, he was the real man.