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"Qian Yumo..."

"We are all married. Can you change my name?"

She choked and trembled: "Amo..."

He suddenly kissed her.

The next moment, she fell to a soft **, and in an instant, it turned red.

She picked up a touch of red that fell on her forehead and was surprised to find that the whole bed was covered with red rose petals, and the bed curtain was a curtain made of lilies, trembling gently in the Lingling sound at the end.

"Do you like it?" I kissed her lips. Although it was a question, my tone was full of complacency: "I thought that since you are predestined to be the same flower, I will make a house full of flowers. At that time, you will be the flower mother-in-law, and I will be the playboy..."

"Are we that old?"

"Sooner or later, I will be old, but me..." Seeing that her look changed, he suddenly took out a red veil from his arms and gently covered her head as if he remembered something.

He looked at her through the veil for a long time and then smiled: "Although the ceremony is a little messy, but..."

He approached her in a soft tone like the tulle on his cheek: "Madam, today is our great day..."

"Madam, from now on, you will be my wife..."

"Madam, I'm very happy. Are you happy?"

"Madam, we are happy every day, okay?"

"Madam, I will be good to you all my life!"

"Madam..."

The lips were suddenly blocked by her, and the little mouth kissed her hard. He tasted a little bitterness, which was her tears, but it was also sweet and a taste of happiness.

He has waited for three years... five years... No, it seems to be a lifetime of happiness. He really hopes that this happiness can last forever and last so sweetly...

"Oh no!" Luo Wener was full of sweetness and sourness, and she couldn't stop listening to his strange cry: "Oh, we haven't drunk wine yet!"

Seeing that he was in a hurry, he took the top jade dragon and phoenix cup from the table at the head of the bed, filled the wine and handed it to her.

Luo Wen'er's eyes moved away from the red rope with two cups tied, and looked at him with some resentment and some understanding... He has always been a careful person. Why did he lose each other like this?

He is crazy with joy...

And he has always been a person who does not like red tape, but he refuses to take this ceremony lightly. Although the program is a little messy, he will never miss a link.

She knows what he is worried about...

"Amo..."

"Shh, don't talk..." The cup in his hand pressed on her lips.

She listened obediently and sent the glass to his lips.

He smiled, drank half a cup, and then his arms were intertwined and exhausted.

I was slightly drunk. Through the thin red veil, I saw the person opposite gradually approaching, and my heart couldn't help jumping wildly.

"Madam..." He rolled the veil half on her head, and a pair of ink jade-like eyes looked at her for a moment, making her heart beat more confused and dizzy.

"Madam, what do you think we should do next?"

I worshipped heaven and earth, entered the bridal chamber, drank wine, and then...

Next...

The person opposite is getting closer and closer, and the warm breath falls on the hair beside his ear.

The hair brushed her cheeks, causing her face to get hotter and hotter.

"Well... I, I seem to have drunk..." She involuntarily hid back.

"It's not good to drink too much on this day." Qian Yumo shook his head, picked up his charming eyes and looked at her: "How can a wife be drunk before her husband is drunk? Or..."

He came to her ear and deliberately lowered his voice: "No one is drunk..."

The frosty voice fell into her ears, which made her heart beat, but she heard him say, "Is my wife really drunk? Or...Madam, what are you thinking?"

raised his eyes and was facing his joke. Suddenly, he found that he had been fooled: "Qian Yumo, you actually flirted with me!"

Oh, my God, what word did she use?

However, before she corrected, Qian Yumo laughed: "If I don't flirt with my wife, can't I flirt with other people's wife? Madam...isn't it used for flirting?"

"Qian Yumo, you..."

"Be careful, you will regret it if you break it!"

A gadget appeared in Qian Yumo's palm like a trick, which suddenly stopped her attack.

"Moon cake?" She looked at the wine cup-sized round cake in disbelief.

"Yes, how can I not keep Yun's heart?" He looked at her meaningfully.

His eyes were quiet and deep, as if he could see through all her upset these days.

She avoided her eyes awkwardly, but the little moon cake had reached her lips: "Madam, everything you want..."

His voice was as soft as the wind, which stimulated the continuous wine.

Yes, on such a day, who doesn't want what he wants to come true?

As soon as she stopped the small moon cake, he came over and happened to touch the small moon cake: "Madam, I also want to 'make it happen'..."

Without time to refuse, he has already held the other half.

In fact, she just felt that things were small and cute, so she made moon cakes exquisitely, but at this time, her lips only moved and touched each other. She wanted to retreat, but he suddenly clasped her arm and she pressed it to his chest.

His eyebrows bent and his lips moved, which made him kiss her.

She dodged, but it seemed to drive him. He leaned forward, and the two fell directly on **.

The veil on his head actually covered both of them under the red cloud.

The breath suddenly became so close. She looked into his eyes and panicked. She wanted to avoid it, but there was no way to avoid it.