Yin Shixiu’s ambiguous tone emerged, causing Su Xiaomeng’s cheeks to burn even more intensely. Such madness, such disregard for propriety, a breach of ethics...
With the sky as a quilt, the snowy ground as a bed... so cold, yet so passionate.
Even at this age, recalling that deep night three years ago, it feels as if that wasn’t oneself.
But one has to admit, remembering those shameless nights, now they really want to experience it again.
Su Xiaomeng closed her eyes, his breath lingered as it brushed past her cheeks, her ears, occasionally nudging her nose.
Carefully feeling it...
Everything she knew about intimacy, he taught her.
Since the age of nineteen...
Now, four years have passed, and he has celebrated his thirty-fifth birthday.
He taught her that such matters were nothing to be ashamed of.
He taught her how to experience joy, how to give joy...
The intimacy between husband and wife still brims with novelty, still spices their marriage, still serves as an important bond in their relationship.
At present, due to health reasons, Yin Shixiu and she have not truly been together for almost half a year...
Feeling somewhat anxious at heart, her body also felt somewhat empty.
"Meng Meng..."
Perhaps recalling the madness of that snowy night before the New Year, Yin Shixiu’s newly relieved longing surged again.
The unbearable feeling left his mouth dry, and as he called her name, his voice was hoarse...
Su Xiaomeng’s cheek against his chest, his chest like a washboard, truly didn’t fit Yin Shixiu’s consistent image.
She had mocked him several times for this, each time, Yin Shixiu could only swallow his pride and listen.
Su Xiaomeng liked his voice, truly from the bottom of her heart...
But...
"Overindulgence is harmful to health, especially with your current condition..."
"..."
Yin Shixiu wanted to refute something, but...
Su Xiaomeng continued to gently pat his back, still the same method used to soothe a child to sleep...
Yin Shixiu found it amusing, but still felt a bit awkward, just as he was about to reach out and remove her hand lightly patting him—
"Don’t rush, we have a lifetime, a lifetime..."
"..."
Yin Shixiu had raised his hand, but then retracted it, obediently letting Su Xiaomeng soothe him.
Unknowingly, he began to reflect on himself.
Having a woman like this comfort you, you still feel awkward?
Be content, Yin Shixiu.
The deeper the night, the lower the temperature in the mountains, yet inversely, the warmth of the four-member family nestled in one bed increased.
The real winter has passed, the current winter...
Was merely for enriching the children’s horizons.
It snowed for most of the night, but by morning it stopped again.
The Jiuling Mountain dressed in silvery white, not particularly high in elevation, seemed ordinary compared to those famous great mountains and rugged small hills.
Yet this unremarkable hill presented an unforgettable scenery at this moment.
Heavy snow weighed down the branches, with a gentle shake, snow would fall from above.
There were three villas in total before and after the Yin family’s estate, with nearly twenty rooms in total upstairs and downstairs.
Ancestral worship is an essential day at the Yin family, more significant than New Year, Spring Festival, Old Master Yin’s birthday, or any celebration.
The four senior ancestors of the Yin family had all arrived by yesterday afternoon.
Afterwards, the four siblings sat in Old Master Yin’s study for a long time without letting outsiders in.
Discussions were likely about significant matters of the Yin family.
This year’s ancestral worship coincidentally fell on the first day after Yin Shiqing’s trial conclusion.
Yin Shiqing, being a commissar-level leader, even faced open proceedings after his incident.
In such a large family like the Yin family, none were unaware of Yin Shiqing’s situation.
Ancestral worship required an early start.
Different from previous years, this year Su Xiaomeng was also pulled up very early, barely dawn, when second and third sisters dragged her out.
From early morning preparations for the offerings, Su Xiaomeng followed throughout.
Needless to say, she understood that second and third sisters were teaching her.
By nine o’clock, the Yin family had already gathered in front of the ancestral tomb in the back mountain.
People stood in rows, only Yin Shixiu sat in a wheelchair.
Xiao Meng and the two children stood beside Yin Shixiu, with the senior ancestors of the Yin family standing in front.
Yin Shaohui and Zhou Mengqin stood in the first row.
Nearly a hundred family members dressed neatly, standing squarely...
Chapter 1076: 718: The Tenth Ren Family Head of the Yin Family (6,000 Words)_2
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