The Fierce Farm Girl Has A Secret Space

Chapter 2227: Chapter 2227: Just Feeling a Bit Sentimental (Part 1)

That night, in the courtyard of the Gu Family, two shadows quietly snuck in... An hour later, the two shadows each carried a sack out of the Gu Family, then headed north all the way to a relatively secluded inn. They quietly sneaked into the upper room previously booked by Huang Ke, and after putting down the people they carried, they silently left again.

It wasn’t long after the dark figures left when suggestive sounds began emerging from that room, with an increasingly intense trend.

"Despite Gu Kun’s age, his stamina is quite impressive." On the rooftop, Yang Ruxin couldn’t help but poke the dark figure beside her.

"What do you mean?" Gu Qingheng leaned in close to Yang Ruxin’s ear.

"Nothing, just a little amazed." Yang Ruxin chuckled softly.

"Seems like I haven’t been satisfying my wife enough." Gu Qingheng said as he suddenly lifted her up, "Come on, let’s go back and get some practice too."

Yang Ruxin wanted to gasp in surprise, but was silenced by the kiss on her lips.

Meanwhile, in another inn not far from this one,

When Gu Qingheng carried his wife into the room he had previously booked, he almost felt like killing someone, because everyone was gathered here.

Yang Ruxin tried to suppress her laughter, her face flushing red.

"How did it go?" Shu Luo, completely oblivious to Gu Qingheng’s grim expression, excitedly approached Yang Ruxin. He couldn’t help it; although his skills weren’t bad, compared to his cousin and Master Ming Guang, his Qinggong was lackluster, so he didn’t partake in the night’s events and could only wait here.

"Don’t worry, everything went smoothly." Gu Qingheng glanced coolly at Shu Luo.

Shu Luo felt a chill down his spine and instinctively shifted a bit further away.

"Hungry." Ming Guang, who had been nearby, removed the black cloth from his head, looking rather resentful.

"Food is prepared." Yang Ruxin pointed next door, "Go to the next room and eat."

Before she had even finished speaking, Ming Guang was already gone.

"I’m hungry too." Dao Xuzi got up and strolled out.

"Alright, you’d better go to your room and sleep now." Gu Qingheng casually threw Shu Luo out, then pulled his wife along, "Let’s continue."

Yang Ruxin’s face suddenly turned red again, and her legs felt a bit weak. That guy was full of vigor and, despite having good stamina herself, she couldn’t compare to him. This nightly cultivation was starting to wear her out.

"If my wife is shy, it’s surely because she wants it, and I naturally need to do my best to satisfy her." Gu Qingheng said, scooping her up and tossing her onto the bed, eagerly following after, "Seems like I haven’t done enough before. We’ll have to double it from now on..."

"I’m not..." Yang Ruxin wanted to deny it, but unfortunately, no one wanted to hear it. In fact, they didn’t want to hear her say much at all, sealing her lips with a kiss.

That night, the room at the inn was filled with comforting intimacy.

And in another room at a nearby inn, there was similarly a whirlwind of passion, complete with a woman’s unabashed cries.

The innkeeper was woken up by the noise but didn’t mind. After all, it’s an inn, and it’s not unusual for couples to come arriving. Considering their inn was secluded, these wild lovebirds indeed weren’t few.

That sound continued until dawn.