"Brother Yun, hurry up! Put on the red flower." The Western merchant ran over holding the flower. The two of them looked at each other and smiled. The Western merchant's extra care for Yun Ran in the past suddenly came to mind: "I thought you had returned to Beijing. ?”
"How could it be! I have to wait for you to pay homage before I leave!" After Xi Shang finished speaking, he stepped aside first, while Xi Ling also waved his handkerchief excitedly.
Wuyou, who was sitting in the sedan at this time, forced back the tears in her eyes. She understood that Ming Jiuye had her own helplessness, and she also understood...
Now, standing outside in red... was Yunran.
"Kick the sedan!"
Following the slave's shout, Yunran approached the sedan door and kicked it gently with his foot. Unexpectedly, the next second, "Bang!" The entire sedan frame was kicked off by Wuyou.
Kicking the sedan door is popular in Xixiang and even throughout Yingchuan. A kick by the groom means that the man is not afraid of guilt and is in charge of affairs. The bride kicking back shows that the woman is not afraid of trouble, and it is not certain who is in charge in this family!
But Yunran heard a different language from this kick, that is: If you dare to make this girl unhappy, you will be done with it!
Prince Xishang also bowed to Yun Ran immediately, and the smile on his lips made it clear: Brother Yun, please take care of yourself!
Xi Ling, who was on the side, was also shocked by Wuyou's move. This was the first time she had seen such a tough Sister Wu. \./hand\./machine\./version\./no\./wrong\./first\./post~~
The Yun family slave took a pen and wrote down Wuyou's every move.
"Madam, I will carry you."
"Husband, it's you..." As soon as he opened the sedan curtain, Yunran felt her sadness. He reached up and grabbed Wuyou's hand with his big hand, and held it close to his face, "Madam, touch it and see, it's still me, fool."
yes! No matter what kind of person he is, she loves him all the time, just like whether he is Zuo Yang, Ming Jiuye, or now Yun Ran, she is the only one he loves. "
"Don't cry on the day of great disaster. The worst is, my wife will bite me to death later and she will be so angry..."
"Pfft - what are you talking about? Turn around quickly. This sedan hurts my butt." Wuyou chuckled at Yunran's words.
"whee……"
Xi Ling heard Wuyou say the word "butt". Although it was indecent, he couldn't help laughing. Even Xi Shang blushed in shame.
"It hurts? Hurry! It's the same when a husband hugs you." Yun Ran said and was about to reach out to catch Wuyou, but Wuyou stopped him, "It's better to carry it on your back. I heard that this way the bride can crush the groom."
After hearing Wuyou's words, Yun Ran smiled brightly, "You! Good! My husband will carry me on my back! I can let you bear him down for the rest of my life."
The two of them were neither shy nor ashamed, and the house slave beside them did not hesitate at all in writing the pen in his hand.
When Wuyou got out of the sedan, the sound of firecrackers rang out. Yunran quickly carried Wuyou on his back and ran towards the house. All the required etiquette was waived. On the first night of the gorgeous fireworks, Yunran directly carried Wuyou back to his Lanting. Pavilion.
As soon as he entered the pavilion, a sumptuous banquet came into view, "Hmm...it smells so good! Husband."
"Madam, wait a minute!" Yunran was afraid that Wuyou would pull off the hijab, so he quickly carried her into the inner room.
He stood there with excitement and kept sobbing. When he heard his sobbing, Wuyou immediately stood up and hugged Yunran tightly, "Husband, thank you for your hard work."
"Madam, you've worked hard too." When she came to his side, Wuyou also sacrificed a lot. He couldn't ignore it, let alone selfishly take her love for granted.
"I know my wife is working hard, why don't you hurry up!" Wuyou pretended to blame him and then said softly: "Silly husband, I really want to see you now."
"Same, husband." After saying this, Yunran lifted up his robe. Under the public candle, Wuyou's charming and slightly shy eyes made Yunran stunned.
"Ma'am, are you hungry?"
"Well...husband is...who...we have never had a successful wedding, I don't know..."
"Then let's try again, okay?" Yunran said hurriedly before Wuyou could finish his words.
"Huh? Now...now?"
"Isn't today a bad day? There is no better day than today."
Wuyou, who originally wanted to eat first, unexpectedly nodded unexpectedly.
After receiving the approval, Yunran stretched out his hand nervously, and his breath froze in an instant.
The hot steam of boiling soup hit Wuyou's ears. (The next page is more exciting!)
The tip made her body stiffen, "Husband, first...first..."
"What first? Madam." The voice full of lust was seductive. None\./Error\./Update\./New`.w`.a`.p`.`.c`.o`.m
"Hug... It's not on the table, it's on the bed, it's on the bed."
"No, Madam clearly meant the table." Catching Wuyou's speech impediment, Yunran immediately hugged Wuyou and rushed out of the inner room. With a wave of his hand, all the food on the table fell to the ground.
He thoughtfully put Wuyou on top, spread his clothes wide and covered the whole table with a long tail, "Do you feel cold?"
"No, it's not cold, but..." The rice is gone.
"Well... it's good if it's not cold. My husband is almost dying of heat." Yun Ran made no secret of his possessiveness towards Wuyou, and he took off the restraints on Wuyou's body layer by layer.
Without the cover of her underwear, Wuyou's charming and graceful figure was fully visible, "Madam, my husband would like... to..."
Understanding his urgent desire, Wuyou's pretty face was slightly drunk, biting her lower lip and said softly: "One moment of spring night is worth a thousand pieces of gold."
After hearing Wuyou's words, Yunran possessed him...
About a quarter of an hour later, Wuyou, who was full of joy, was sitting in Yun Ran's arms, smiling broadly.
"Okay, don't be angry, it's useless to say it."
"He is so stingy! Why can't we have a bridal chamber if he doesn't return? I don't accept it!" Yun Ran said angrily.
"Well, it's not fair. My husband has been working hard for a long time... Why don't you try it as a wife?" Wuyou's words made Yunran instantly ignited again, and he immediately changed his smile: "Maybe it's too cold on the table, let's go back to the room." After that, he picked up Wuyou and entered the inner room.
In the Fifth Dimension, Star Continent, Wangyou Palace, Qian Chen sat at the low table with a gloomy expression. His eyes were cold as he watched everything that happened in the Lanting Pavilion at the same latitude.
"You can't get her again, ever." The angry voice fell, and the Wangyou Stone returned to deathly silence in an instant.
Feng Yan on the other side said, "Cui Buqun, is there anyone you like in the clan?"
"Miss, you should not have random thoughts when practicing." Cui Buqun blocked what Cui Simei wanted to say with a few words.
However, Cui Simei did not give up. She turned and said directly: "Dad and I have discussed that we would like to find a marriage for you. What do you think?"
"Buqun is just a branch of the Cui family. Everything depends on the head of the family."
Seeing Cui Buqun responding as he pleased without showing any flaws on his face, Cui Simei could not help but close his eyes in disappointment and continue his luck.
Turning around, Cui Buqun had a stern look on his face. He was not afraid of the Cui family's mischief, but he was afraid that they would not follow common sense and point out someone to him at will, and then publicize it in Fengyan without waiting for a happy event.
He was afraid that he would not be able to wait for an explanation, and he was afraid that Na E would misunderstand. .
