Three Years Later, the Cold-Faced Powerful Minister Dotes on His Wife Every Day

Jiang Qiyue was born to be charming. She smiled and broke the back of Erlang of the Lu family, making the most noble son of the Duanfang family willing to break family rules to marry her. Lu Xun looked at this absurdity with cold eyes. He was a powerful official in the dynasty, with a saint's bones and a heart of cold iron. He hated this kind of disaster most in his life. Until the clothes in the hibiscus tent were scattered and Jiang Qiyue crushed the moonlight on the ground with her bare feet, but he grabbed her ankle and dragged her back to the quilt. Everyone knows that Mr. Lu is self-possessed and abides by etiquette, but they don't know—— He would imprison his brother's sweetheart in his arms, and touch his waist under his clothes with his big, calloused hands, saying over and over again: "Has he kissed you here?" He would also bite her earlobe and laugh in front of Lu Erlang: "Tell him, who was the one who cried and begged for mercy last night?" Jiang Qiyue: Men love to fight and grab.