After hollowing out the tiger's internal organs, Qin Wuyan carried the tiger that was taller than his own, and the two went down the mountain together.
The harvest is so good that you don't have to go out for several days.
He Wuyan plucked the tiger's fur, dried it beside the fire, and threw himself on the soft withered grass, lying on it to sleep very comfortably.
Rabbit skin made a vest and knee pads for Zhuang Xiaoyu.
A large pot of pheasant and yam was stewed. Although there was no condiment, the two ate with relish.
After eating and drinking, Zhuang Xiaoyu pulled Qin Wuyan to kneel on the ground, facing the bright moon in the night sky, "There are no parents, only heaven and earth. Let's regard it as marriage when we worship."
If he hadn't experienced those things during the day, Qin Wuyan might still hesitate, fearing that Zhuang Xiaoyu would regret it sooner or later after choosing him.
But when his life was hanging by a thread, Zhuang Xiaoyu's trust and dependence on him made him finally give up those thoughts.
Qin Wuyan knelt beside her, bit his finger and swore: "The sky and the earth are the witnesses, and the sun and the moon are the matchmaker. If I, Qin Wuyan, betray you one day, I will be alone and never die!"
Zhuang Xiaoyu pouted: "If you swear, you swear, why do you bite your finger, the bleeding hurts so much."
Qin Wuyan stuck his finger into the snow: "It doesn't hurt, there are gods in the world, let them be witnesses, the blood sacrifice will appear sincere, and the oath will manifest itself."
The two bowed to Lang Lang Haoyue three times, which was regarded as a ceremony.
Back in the cave, Zhuang Xiaoyu didn't know whether she was too excited or cold, her little nose was flushed red, as red as her cheeks.
She warmed up by the fire for a while, looked at Qin Wuyan with sparkling eyes, and shyly called: "Mr.
Qin Wuyan's Adam's apple rolled, and the flames made his already handsome face even more radiant. The young man's handsome brows and eye corners were stained with thin red, revealing an irrepressible desire...
Qin Wuyan held her hand, stroking her rough fingertips with his fingertips, and approached Zhuang Xiaoyu little by little, his thin lips gently fell on Zhuang Xiaoyu's hot and crimson lips...
The lips and teeth are entangled, confused and infatuated.
Zhuang Xiaoyu was held in Qin Wuyan's arms, her body was as if she had no bones, she was so limp that she couldn't lift any strength.
Qin Wuyan leaned over, picked her up horizontally, put her on the tiger skin, untied the belt around her waist...
The thick fire was burning silently, the entrance of the cave was sealed, only the sound of howling cold wind could be heard, but the inside was as warm as spring...
Qin Wuyan took off his clothes, and the things in his arms fell by Zhuang Xiaoyu's side, a faint fragrance wafted over, Zhuang Xiaoyu squinted his watery eyes, and saw that it was his own miniature.
She stretched out her fingers and held the small portrait of herself carved from fragrant wood in her hand.
Her ears were drowned out by the heavy panting, her mind was in chaos, and in her semi-dark vision, pain hit her body little by little.
"Ayan, I'm in pain!"
"Be patient, it will be over soon."
"Take it easy..."
"En!" The young man's voice was affectionate and tender: "Xiao Yu, I love you!"
Soon, the pain was replaced by joy, Zhuang Xiaoyu seemed to be in the magnificent sea, was lifted to the highest peak by the wind and waves, and then fell heavily from the highest place.
She didn't know what to do, her limbs were as soft as running water, and she was completely out of control in the bumps.
She could only clenched the little statue in her hand, and her low cry was like the whimpering of a kitten in the small cave...
From now on, she will become Qin Wuyan's wife, bid farewell to the life of the pampered and pampered young lady of the Zhuang family...