Chapter 152 The temple is the bridal chamber, and the people in front of Gu Huan

(God~ Don't expect too much that I can write this passage well. The level is really limited, and it took a long time to write~)

Xue Qianwu suddenly took the initiative and scared Dongfang's original joke away without a trace. He barely grabbed the bedbar and asked nervously, "You won't take revenge on me in such a solemn tone, will you?"

Xue Qianwu's eyes scraped quickly from his face, and then lowered his head and said, "I'm serious..."

"Bear!" Dongfang held her hand, but did not dare to get too close to her: "I hope you can give me a reason to prove that you are not carried away by blood or play tricks! This is not a trivial matter. I'm afraid you will regret it!"

Xue Qianwu calmed down and summoned up his courage to look into the depths of his eyes. All the lingering feelings turned into four firm words: "I will."

Master Dongfang read solemnly from her eyes and knew that she was serious this time. His shoulders shook slightly, his handsome face turned red, and he frowned worriedly, "But..."

"I know what you are worried about..." Xue Qianwu smiled and said, "You love me in your heart, so you are afraid that I will suffer any grievances. You want to marry me when all the annoying things are solved and let me be your formal wife on the day of the wedding, don't you?

Master Dongfang was melancholy, nodded fiercely, pulled her into his arms again, and wrapped her tightly with his body temperature: "I don't know how far that day will be. I'm just willing to wait."

Xue Qianwu turned his head, covered his tears, and said playfully, "I can't wait to be your wife..."

When Master Dongfang heard this, his heart beat violently, but he couldn't say anything. His hoarse voice in his throat called, "Beggar, my beggar."

In Xue Qianwu's heart, there was a warm and fierce thought without complaint and no regret. He put his hand together, stroked the back of his hand and muttered shyly: "I don't need to care about those forms. I don't feel wronged. Although this temple is dilapidated, it is the most pious place. I would like to be a couple here with Dongfang Lang and repair the white-headed forever.

Dongfang Biren's eyes were moist, with love and pity, and said "stupid girl". When Xue Qianwu was about to say something, Xue Qianwu lay down calmly, pulled down Master Dongfang and fell on her body.

Dongfang Biren felt her trembling body and kissed her delicately, which fell on her face and neck.

The familiar and intimate atmosphere is warm and fresh. Xue Qianwu gradually melted in, and his body and mind were happy to accept his fate, and his head became more and more short-circuited, like a pot of confused porridge. There is only one thought in my heart. There will never be such a/throbbing/deep love in my life, and I will never be so infatuated with the second man.

The simple cotton bedding was caught by the chaotic Xue Qianwu and covered them. Only at the head of the bed, two pairs of trembling feet were exposed, and the small white jade lotus petals below were delicate, unconsciously hanging the sheets, wrinkled the beautiful amor of the bed.

With a muffled hum, Xue Qianwu's whole body was cold and sweaty, and his whole body collapsed in the arms of Master Dongfang.

Dongfang Biren was distressed and funny, but he did not dare to be too presumptuous. He endured the most primitive impulse energy, tightly wrapped around Xue Qianwu's waist and stopped moving at all. It was not until Xue Qianwu's cold sweat released some heat, his pale face turned into a blurred red, and his pain became weak / delicate / gasp, that he attacked her inch by inch again.

She finally fully accommodated him. In this way, it is really wonderful for people who only care about the night in front of them.

The joy of love is enough for this life. Except that he can give it, it is impossible for others.

The heart is knotted here, and the body suddenly relaxes. Xue Qianwu felt that he was lucky.

When the sun rose the next day, Xue Qianwu opened his newborn eyes. Maybe she was still unconscious. In one night, the girl became the beloved wife, and Gu Yuan was full of lazy amorous feelings and happy charm. The sense of rebirth emanates from the sore limbs and bones.

Master Dongfang slept well, and the winter sun shone on his handsome face like floating gold. The corners of his lips smiled slightly, as if he had a drunken and contented dream.

The two were so close together that Xue Qianwu's face was burning. Thinking that it would be worse for her to end when Master Dongfang woke up, she wanted to quietly put on her clothes and get out of bed first. As soon as she reached out and touched the inner shirt, it was so painful that she couldn't help trembling.

Dongfang Biren was awakened, pressed the back of her hand, and joked in her ear, "What do you want to do if you don't have a good rest?" Do I allow you to get up?"

Xue Qianwu's hands were soft and his clothes fell to the ground. She could hardly hear her voice: "What time has it been?"

Master Dongfang said secretly, "I understand your new work, my woman. If you have physical strength, why don't we..."

He hasn't finished his words, and Xue Qianwu knows what he means. He hung his head in front of his ** chest and dared not raise it again.

Master Dongfang sighed, smiled more, and kissed her forehead: "Why don't I let you go for the time being... When you recover tonight, you will compensate me well."

Xue Qianwu was annoyed and hummed, "How can you be so in thoughtless and obedient! It will be almost half a month when I recover!"

Master Dongfang turned into a bitter look and begged softly, "Don't punish him as a husband. I'll listen to you next time. Can't I be more gentle and considerate?"

Xue Qianwu's head was so drunk that he couldn't stand it. He tilted on his shoulder and ignored him.

Action is the best language. Dongfang Biren was happy and wrapped her with one arm. At the same time, a warm palm gently rubbed her shoulder, looking unreleased.

Xue Qianwu was more and more weak, soft like floating cotton, glued to his chest.

Master Dongfang's kiss became more and more fierce, as if it had past every inch of her skin. Where she passed, her body temperature rose to hot, and she hated but cursed helplessly, "Don't** me anymore!"

Master Dongfang's voice wandered with a smile and said vaguely, "I'm here to dispel your pain."

Xue Qianwu suffocated when he heard this, and then said angrily, "It will take almost half a month to recover", but his will collapsed in an instant. Although his body was still painful, the tip of his lips and tongue swam on her body with magic, which made the pain a little strange and hazy. There is a very secret force calling her, making her eager to fly in pain.

Indulging in the whirlpool of love, she wrapped her legs around Dongfang's waist. It seems that only in this way can she rise and down on the stormy waves, but there will not be a moment to be annihilated.

This flirting action made Dongfang's blood rise in an instant. I can't remember the gentleness and thoughtfulness I just promised. I arbitrarily pressed her hand on the top of my head, and then covered her with all her body temperature.

Xue Qianwu is like a pool of spring water, projected in the hard heart made of Dongfang Ye's rock. The sky and the earth are endless, the love is endless, the eyes are intoxicated, and the wet bangs are stuck to his cheeks. Xue Qianwu gasps and can't say a word.

Dongfang Biren looked at her like a treasure, and the whole body was as smooth as white jade with magnificent clouds. He sighed with satisfaction and hugged her and whispered, "I've wronged you... You wait for me and will promise you an open and decent wedding."

Xue Qianwu shook his head weakly. Dongfang Ye firmly said, "Don't object, this is the most important responsibility for a man. In this way, I will be truly down-to-earth and happy when I officially have you as a matchmaker.