After Murong Zongchang left, Yan Xiaomo opened the box he placed on the table and found a glowing red luminous bead inside.
This was the first time Yan Xiaomo had seen such a glowing red bead. , one can tell at a glance that they are quite expensive.
Yan Xiaomo put the beads aside.
She couldn't take them with her anyway, so she could only leave them to future clones.
Late at night, Yan Xiaomo heard a steady sound of footsteps approaching the door.
Yan Xiaomo returned to the bed and finished her work, then put the red hijab on her head.
With a creak, the door was pushed in from the outside.
"Ma'am, I kept you waiting."
There was a hint of drunkenness in Zhao Yun's voice, and his tone was filled with joy.
You could tell that Zhao Yun was very happy.
It was a very happy thing to get married to the woman he liked, so in the evening the guests proposed a toast to him, but he did not refuse and drank a lot.
He was half drunk and half sober.
Today is his wedding day, how could he be so drunk?
When the time was almost up, he returned completely to accompany his general's wife.
Zhao Yun took off the red hijab, his eyes full of doting.
He married the woman he loved most.
Originally, he thought that he would never meet the woman he loved most in his life, but he didn't expect that God would still let him meet her.
Choose one person, and stay united until death.
"Zilong, you are drunk."
Yan Xiaomo smelled the smell of alcohol, but Zhao Yun's eyes were still sober.
"I'm happy today.
I drank a little more, but I'm not drunk yet."
Zhao Yun smiled, stood up and brought the drinks on the table.
The couple must drink a glass of Hexin wine.
This combination of wine and wine means a ceremony for couples to get married, symbolizing that marriage connects two people into one body.
Yan Xiaomo did not refuse, but a blush flashed across her cheeks as she touched Zhao Yun intimately.
"Madam, a moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold."
Zhao Yun took the wine glass from Yan Mo's hand and put it aside.
Xiao Momei tonight was a bit ethereal and unrealistic, which made Zhao Yun feel panicked.
He didn't know where the panic in his heart came from.
"Zilong, is it okay where you are?
If not, let's not force it."
Yan Xiaomo glanced at a certain part of Zhao Yun subconsciously, her eyes wanting to smile but not daring to.
Zhao Yun's face sank slightly, and he suddenly smiled deeply.
"As the saying goes, truth comes from practice, why don't you try it, madam?"
After saying that, Zhao Yun pushed Yan Xiaomo down on the soft bed, looked at the white silk silk on the bed, frowned slightly, and threw the silk silk under the bed.
That he is willing to marry this woman means that he likes her so much that he does not need to use a handkerchief to insult the woman he likes.
Yan Xiaomo noticed Zhao Yun's movements, and a hint of emotion flashed in his eyes.
If you really like someone, if you really love someone, would you care about that person's past?
When Yan Xiaomo saw Zhao Yun's stone standing somewhere, he instantly regretted it.
"I can't eat anymore, I really can't eat anymore, Enqing, please be gentle."
Yan Xiaomo made a sound like a kitten, which made people blush and heartbeat.
Zhao Yun was in a dilemma, not wanting to hurt the woman beneath him, but he couldn't control himself and wanted to rush forward.
This woman could really torture him to death. s: Omit a thousand words and thirty-six postures here.
In order not to be cheated, as everyone knows, we just order as far as we can and just scratch the surface. oshow7: