Chapter 1003 The Best First Confession [Two in One]

Yan Beihan turned around and saw the idiot's smile on his face. He immediately spat and said, "Virtue!"

He got up and went out with a blushing face.

Five days later.

It has been two days since Fang Che fully recovered. It has to be said that people feel refreshed during happy events. Mr. Fang's recovery was unexpectedly one day ahead of schedule, which shows how useful this psychological happiness is to patients.

Yan Beihan and Bi Yunyan's caves have also been decorated.

This night.

Fang Che used spiritual energy to shake the dirt on his body more than a dozen times, and then washed it carefully.

With infinite longing for a better life, she happily put on the clothes carefully prepared by Bi Yunyan, a bright red robe, and a golden crown on her head. She looked handsome, handsome, and suave.

Yan Beihan was welcomed into Yan Beihan's cave by two women wearing auspicious clothes.

It is a little crude, but the two women have tried their best to decorate it as carefully as possible. Even every corner, every chair leg, and every corner reflects the two women's meticulous thoughts.

The two women were both wearing the same bridal attire, and they were extremely delicate and beautiful.

Welcome Fang Che and sit down.

"Mr. Fang." Yan Beihan's face was as bright as the morning glow against the backdrop of his red clothes.

"I have something to ask you for."

Yan Beihan said: "Yunyan and I grew up together. Although we have big and small families, we can't be too humble. Moreover, it was also because of my negligence that I brought this girl in, otherwise her life would not be the same. It should be like this. So...it's just a joke, but I hope Yunyan can marry you as an equal."

Fang Che said solemnly: "Yes, this is what I want to say. Lord Bi has a noble status, so you cannot be too wronged to Lord Bi."

Bi Yunyan said shyly: "I can do it all, even the low one."

Yan Beihan looked at the hopeless look of this girl and cursed: "Although we are equally married today, you will be the little wife from now on!"

"I'm just willing to be the little wife..." Bi Yunyan said very hopelessly.

Even at this solemn moment, Yan Beihan couldn't help but roll his eyes.

"Mr. Fang, please take your seat." Yan Beihan bowed to the left and right.

"In our Solipsism, we follow the rules of Solipsism. After nine glasses of wine, we worship heaven and earth. That means that life has been decided. The husband and wife bow to each other and enter the bridal chamber. Since there are no greeting guests now, a lot has been omitted."

Yan Beihan bowed shyly and said, "I will leave it to Mr. Fang for the rest of my life."

Bi Yunyan also bowed slightly: "I will leave it to Mr. Fang for the rest of my life."

"My two beloved wives will have to work hard for the rest of their lives."

Fang Che was amazed.

After thinking about it, I always feel uncomfortable.

The two women are so affectionate, in the future...if anything happens...

What to do?

And these nine glasses of wine... Hey, when Feng Yun was toasting, Fang Che thought of a beautiful figure...

That...is also nine glasses of wine.

In a daze, Fang Che was pulled to a chair and sat down.

On the table, the banquet has been set, and twenty-seven glasses of wine are divided into three neat rows.

The two women stood up at the same time and picked up their wine glasses.

Fang Che immediately felt something was wrong: "Master Yan, Master Bi, this, this doesn't seem right? Shouldn't I be the one to carry these nine glasses of wine?"

Yan Beihan arched his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I am the only one who teaches orthodoxy and respects strength. Whoever has the strongest force will be promoted."

Fang Che always felt that something was wrong and said, "Then I should be the one to carry the nine cups for Master Bi, right?"

"I'm sorry, Mr. Fang, we are together this time." Yan Beihan said.

"Yeah." Bi Yunyan nodded, proving that what Yan Beihan said was correct.

"Why do I feel like I'm being married?" Fang Che scratched his head, looking confused.

"Hahahahaha..."

"Goose goose goose..."

The two women laughed at the same time.

Fang Che hesitantly picked up the wine glass and looked at the two beauties in bloom, feeling intoxicated.

Yan Beihan said softly: "We married Fang Che, and we will be members of the Fang family from now on; even if we are gone, the tombstone will still be Fang Yan's family, Fang Bi's family, the head of the Fang family. How can we tell that you were married?"

Fang Che thought about it and realized that this was a good idea. He said, "What are you saying about life and death? On such a happy day, Mr. Yan, your words are a bit disgraceful. You can't say it."

Yan Beihan's eyes were soft and he agreed softly: "Yes."

Fang Che felt relieved, clinked glasses, and then bowed to speak.

"...Slow down." Yan Beihan said solemnly: "Today, you drink with your back straight! We are newcomers, so we should bow and salute before drinking."

Under Yan Beihan's constant explanation of the rules, Fang Che accompanied the two girls and drank nine glasses of wine in a daze.

Afterwards, the two women put on red headscarves.

The three of them worshiped heaven and earth at the same time.

"We are Orthodox Christians. Don't we worship the Centipede God when we get married?"

Fang Che suddenly remembered this.

Yan Beihan was also stunned for a moment and said: "But we have been practicing Weizheng for so many years. For such a big event as getting married, it seems... we have never worshiped the God Centipede."

"That's it."

Fang Che was thoughtful.

But at such an emergency moment, some mere thoughts of the Centipede God flew past the sky in a flash.

The ceremony is completed.

The red candle was shining brightly, and the whole room was a soft red.

The two brides were already sitting on the edge of the bed. Fang Che walked over gently, slowly lifted off the red hijab, and exclaimed: "It's so beautiful..."

However, after lifting Bi Yunyan's red hijab, Bi Yunyan first bowed and saluted, and then weakly said: "Master, I, I'm going back there first... I have to go through a hard time for you."

Yan Beihan said: "Bride, please keep your feet away from the ground. Mr. Fang, please carry Yun Yan over."

Fang Che was still wondering why the two of them were together, but now he understood that they still couldn't be together.

He hurriedly obeyed, picked up Bi Yunyan, and walked out.

On the way, Fang Che sent a message and asked: "Master Bi, this... I am a little confused."

Bi Yunyan's eyes were as charming as silk, and she said softly: "Mr. Fang, Xiaohan is an important lady, you must respect her."

"I understand."

"I'll be waiting for you for three days."

Bi Yunyan said: "Originally, according to the rules, it was for nine days, but Xiaohan gave me face..."

Fang Che understood: "How much has been omitted from this wedding?"

"Omit 90% of it."

Bi Yunyan felt a little regretful and said: "But in the future, when you are so powerful that you can overwhelm the world with your power, everything will be made up for."

"I see."

Fang Che placed Bi Yunyan on the bed in the cave, and Bi Yunyan became lively: "Okay, okay, I can move around here freely from now on. Come over and accompany Xiaohan."

"I'll stay with you for a while and then go over."

Bi Yunyan smiled and pushed him out the door: "Now is not the time to pay attention to etiquette..."

Suddenly he lowered his voice and said: "Master, when you come over, I will dance for you..."

Fang Che felt excited after hearing this: "Okay. She is indeed the little dancer I have trained for so long."

Bi Yunyan snorted: "Go ahead."

…

When Fang Che returned to the room, Yan Beihan, still dressed in red, was sitting quietly by the bed waiting.

Seeing Fang Che come in, he smiled slightly: "Back?"

Mr. Fang chuckled and said with dignity, "Master Yan, what should you call me today?"

Yan Beihan's face turned red. He stood up and helped Fang Che sit down. He bowed and saluted: "...Yan Beihan pays homage to your husband."

Fang Che held up his hands and couldn't say anything else joking for a while. He just sighed and sighed: "Xiaohan, we have to live together in this life's ups and downs from now on."

"Yes." Yan Beihan lowered his head and said.

Fang Che held her hand and said softly: "I mean, any wind and rain, any storm, any accident, any... everything, I hope that we can join hands side by side, never leave, face it together, and survive it together. Even if the world is turned upside down, even if the world changes...even if people's hearts change, even if the world changes...never leave me!"

What he said was very serious.

Yan Beihan raised his eyes, looked into his eyes, and said softly: "Now that you have entered the Fang family, you are the wife of the Fang family. Don't worry, husband!"

"Promise me."

Fang Che looked into her eyes.

"I promise!"

Yan Beihan said firmly.

"I hope that in the future, when anything happens, you will not forget today's promise." Fang Che said softly.

"I will never forget it."

Yan Beihan held his hand, and although his voice was soft, it was like an oath.

The two looked at each other, both filled with tenderness.

Fang Che wanted to gently take off the Yanbei Hanfeng crown, but was stopped: "Husband, I still have wine to drink."

Fang Che immediately understood: "This is something you need to drink. Hexin wine is something you need to drink."

Yan Beihan blushed and raised glasses together with Fang Che. After drinking from the glasses, they both let go at the same time, and the glasses were brought to the table under the control of spiritual energy.

Fang Che had already kissed the red lips, and Yan Beihan showed no resistance and responded politely.

After a long kiss, Fang Che gently helped her take off the phoenix crown, and her hair was spread out, as silky as mist, and like a dream.

Fang Che put his arms around Yan Beihan's slender waist, looked into the beauty's eyes, and said softly: "Master Yan, my little witch, what do you say?"

Yan Beihan gently closed his eyes and murmured: "Mr. Fang, your little witch said... From today on, for the rest of my life, it all depends on your wishes."

Fang Che gently opened the beauty's belt, moving slowly, and said hoarsely, "I can do whatever I want? Let me do whatever I want?"

Yan Beihan felt his clothes leave his body one by one. He closed his eyes and his delicate body trembled slightly, but he did not resist at all. When he heard Fang Che's question, he closed his eyes and softly made a lifelong promise: " ……Um."

Drowsily, he felt that he had been pressed on the bed. Fang Che asked his last words in his ear: "Xiaohan, after you go out...will you really not be discovered? Are you sure?"

"It won't be discovered, I'm sure..."

Yan Beihan had just finished speaking when he suddenly groaned, tears welled up in the corners of his eyes, and he hugged Fang Che tightly with a pair of tender lotus-like arms: "Husband... I have mercy..."

"Master Yan... my little witch... is very good..."

The red candle is burning high, the candle flowers are swaying, and the room is filled with spring scenery.

Fang Che finally got his wish today, and Yan Beihan had already promised to the Fang family head, and on the wedding night, there was really no resistance.

Fang Che felt like he was in a dream all night, and he became more and more brave without knowing it.

But to Master Fang's expectation, Master Yan couldn't hold on for less than a quarter of an hour. After begging hard, Fang Che could only let it go temporarily.

He never expected that Yan Beihan, who looked strong, tough and graceful, would be so vulnerable.

This fighting power is actually less than half of Ye Meng's.

But thinking about it, Fang Che could also understand that this girl usually trembles at the slightest touch, and he knew that although this girl looked fearless in appearance, she was actually extremely conservative and extremely sensitive.

Please...you...collect 6...books...!

morning……

Fang Che, who was halfway through his morning exercise, was driven out of bed by Master Yan, who begged, threatened, acted coquettishly, and discussed...

"Master Yan, we don't do this...it's our wedding night..."

Fang Che looked aggrieved: "You can't do this twice, right? You have to hold on for a while."

"You go find Yun Yan, I'm not jealous now..."

Yan Beihan buried himself in the bed limply, and had no energy to even speak: "I am extremely lucky to have brought Yun Yan in... You are just a bison... Fang Che... you..."

Before he finished speaking, he had already fallen asleep.

Fang Che sighed, had to get up with a twisted face, put on his clothes, and tidied up the room.

Sit down cross-legged and practice in the new house.

Although Yan Beihan had told her to go find Bi Yunyan, this was Yan Beihan's wedding night after all. Since he had already said it for three days, it was three days.

If it were to pass now, what would become of me?

If you can't take care of this psychologically, how can you be someone's husband?

Yan Beihan fell into a deep sleep for two hours.

When she opened her eyes, she realized that Fang Che was sitting by the window sill practicing Qigong. Seeing that she was awake, he brought a bowl of porridge over with a smile.

"Awake? Just in time to have something to eat."

Yan Beihan's face suddenly turned red when he thought of what happened last night and this morning, and said coquettishly: "You, you, you... turn around, I, I will get dressed..."

Fang Che sat on the edge of the bed holding a bowl and said with a smile: "What are you so shy about between husband and wife? After you finish the porridge, let's talk."

Yan Beihan was shocked and covered his chest with the quilt: "No, no, I can't say anything."

"Not that."

Fang Che had a dark look on his face and said, "I'm just talking when I have nothing to do."

Yan Beihan said warily: "Why didn't you go to Yunyan?"

"Today is our wedding day..."

Fang Che spooned the porridge to her and said softly: "How can I go there at this time? What if my little witch wakes up and doesn't see me crying?"

Yan Beihan felt sweet in his heart, snorted and said: "Is your little witch so fragile?"

But he no longer drove him away.

The two of them talked for a while, and Yan Beihan said: "But this girl Yunyan can't come here for the past three days, and she can't go out. According to our customs, she has left the pavilion but has not entered the house. She is in the kind of situation where she is not in her parents' home. I’m not in the awkward position of my husband’s house, so I can’t go anywhere.”

Fang Che suddenly realized: "No wonder you didn't even set up a soundproof barrier last night, that's why."

Yan Beihan was suddenly stunned: "I... didn't set up a soundproof barrier last night?"

Fang Che was stunned: "Huh?"

Yan Beihan's face suddenly turned into a persimmon, and he lost his voice and said, "You didn't mean it either?"

Fang Che was stunned and said: "I thought you didn't set it up... you definitely don't need it..."

Yan Beihan's eyes widened: "The sound last night..."

Fang Che coughed, touched his nose and stopped talking.

"Ahhhhhh..."

Yan Beihan turned over and buried himself in the bed: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu... I'm too embarrassed to see anyone..."

Yan Beihan was really shy this time, and Fang Che's persuasion for a long time had no effect.

"That girl must be listening with her ears pricked up!!!"

Yan Beihan died of embarrassment.

"Then it would be nice if you heard back." Fang Che gave an idea.

"Who cares! I'm not that kind of person!"

Yan Beihan scolded Fang Che angrily: "You stinking scoundrel! You are not shy at all!"

"Why am I shy?" Fang Che felt a little wronged: "It's my wife, why am I shy?"

"You bastard!"

It took more than an hour for Yan Beihan to recover.

He actually used his spiritual power to control Mr. Fang for a while, then put on his clothes with a swipe.

As for what Fang Che said, he didn't believe it at all.

Fang Che tried his best to tell jokes and delay, and then made Yan Beihan relax a little.

Then Yan Beihan put away the sheets with a blushing face, stained red, and slowly folded them up. Then according to etiquette, although she was trembling with shame, she bowed and held them with both hands for Fang Che to check.

Fang Che could feel Yan Beihan's embarrassment, but she restrained herself. Fang Che felt helpless: "Xiaohan, we don't need it, right? Besides, I don't feel it..."

Yan Beihan's pretty face was feverish, but she said resolutely: "Husband, this is really the key to Xiaohan's reputation in life. If you don't accept it, I will inevitably have regrets in my life."

Fang Che had to go through the procedure once, and then Yan Beihan put it away with great care.

Fang Che put his arm around her waist and sighed: "Xiaohan, I didn't expect that our Weiwo Orthodox Church is also so traditional."

"Tradition is sometimes a kind of constraint. Even we ourselves feel that it is unfair to women."

Yan Beihan said softly: "But then again, if these are completely let go, no longer exist, don't care, have no chastity and no fierceness, and have wild sex at will, how are they any different from animals? Some traditions are bound, but this kind of The purpose of restraint is to ensure a lifelong understanding of thoughts and a clear conscience. Please abide by this. It is a good thing for any family. Although I feel humble and humiliated, this is the proof that the daughter's family has kept her integrity to her husband. In fact, it is also a kind of pride because I, as the daughter's family, guarded myself until the bridal chamber. That night is the best first confession to my husband who will accompany me for the rest of my life.”

Fang Che nodded: "You are right."

Yan Beihan snuggled into his arms and whispered, "Master Fang."

"Um?"

Fang Che asked.

"You are married to a little witch named Yan Beihan and a little dancer named Bi Yunyan, but they are not orthodox princesses."

Yan Beihan looked at Fang Che with tender eyes: "One of the reasons is that we don't want to use our status to put pressure on you, and the other is... When you are in the future, I, the eldest princess and the third princess will marry you again. "

Fang Che solemnly said: "I understand."

He really understood that here, Yan Beihan only married because he cared about him, but in the future, a grand wedding would not be missed.

But that's when you need your own strength to overwhelm everything.

In the next two and a half days, Mr. Fang began his own arduous battle. Start various battles of wits and courage with your little witch.

It has to be said that the little witch does not refuse Mr. Fang's affection and gets into the mood quickly every time, but... her combat power is completely weak.

It wouldn't be a big deal if he collapsed at the first touch, but Mr. Fang couldn't enjoy himself to the fullest. Mr. Fang was anxious. It was worse than before where he could only watch but not eat. Finally, on the morning of the third day, he had a hearty battle regardless of begging for mercy.

The result was that the little witch completely collapsed.

"Go find Yunyan... I'm really not a jealous woman..."

Lord Yan cried in fright.

Because she discovered that not long after it ended, this guy was actually ready to make another move. Yanbei Han's beauty has turned pale.

"Please... Yunyan is smart, beautiful, cute and generous..."

Finally pushing Mr. Fang out of the room, Yan Beihan turned around and locked the door.

Don't come back!

It’s so frustrating...

As a result, he slept until the afternoon and found Mr. Fang reading in the living room.

"Why didn't you go?"

Yan Beihan's eyes widened.

Fang Che raised his head and smiled warmly: "I will spend these three days with you. This is a custom and must be respected. If you miss it for a moment, I feel that it will not be complete for my little witch."

Yan Beihan felt warm in his heart, pursed his lips and smiled, saying: "Okay."

Moved in his heart, he actually came over, sat in Mr. Fang's arms, put his arms around his neck and said, "Sir, you are so considerate."

Fang Che also knew that the beautiful woman's physique could not be carried out now, after all, she had just lost her virginity, but Mr. Fang was not in a hurry, after all, the days were still long.

The two hugged each other and talked for a while.

Then Yan Beihan began to urge: "It's time, go quickly. I haven't practiced for several days."

"Well, when I come back next time, I will teach you dual cultivation techniques." Fang Che said.

Yan Beihan was stunned, and then suddenly laughed: "Double cultivation techniques are useless for me and Yun Yan."

"Why?" Fang Che was stunned.

"Because we both have a Tianyin body; women with this kind of body are most suitable for practicing the Dingluo dual cultivation method. Therefore, in order to avoid the tragedy of becoming a Dingluo, our family generally treats girls like us with a Tianyin body. , I have been practicing methods that deviate from the dual cultivation method since I was a child.”

Yan Beihan said softly: "The big family attaches great importance to the chastity and reputation of girls, and protects girls in every aspect. There is no chance of anyone taking advantage of them. Zhong Lingyuxiu has seven exquisite orifices. heart, too A must-have for a woman from a big family. Because you know, Mr. Fang, if something happens to a woman, it will be easier for her family to be disgraced and her reputation to be ruined. To some extent, it can be said that this is the foundation of a real big family. ”

Fang Che suddenly realized: "So it's been said that the demon sect produces demon girls. Is this the reason?"

"Not necessarily."

Yan Beihan said: "Actually, the women of Feng Yuxue's family have the same background and education as us. Generally speaking, the methods of all the people in the world are basically ineffective against us. But except for Feng Yuxue, the ones who protect the mainland Among the third-level families, maybe the only ones that can do it are the Dong family, the Jing family, and the Dongfang family, but not the other families. "

"This is not necessarily the pinnacle thing, nor is it necessary preparation, but it is something that can be naturally reflected after the foundation reaches a certain level."

Yan Beihan said.

"I understand this."

Fang Che said: "Inheritance is naturally reflected in all aspects, and anything that is deliberately revealed cannot be considered as inheritance. Any details, even including the posture of sitting, standing and walking, the etiquette of eating and drinking, the movements of holding chopsticks, and the movements of lips when eating, And the look in his eyes when he does everything...even greetings and other things...can reflect the essence in places that can't be seen."