Chapter 78 (1/2)

Only when the word ”resettlement” fell into Zong Zhenglin's ears, could he be completely pulled back by Mu Xiyao.

Put the book, a wave of the left hand, the gauze will drift down. Inside the tent, only the soft light of the dragon and Phoenix's happy candle was dimly sprinkled on the two people.

He Lianmin's heart beat like a drum. Her hands were put on Zong Zhenglin's chest. As soon as he touched the man's hot skin, he felt a slight tremor. Holding back the shyness of wanting to leave, the palm of his hand was propped up in front of his chest, and his upper body was slowly raised.

He Lianmin, inch by inch, presses her soft female body on Zong Zhenglin's chest. Her eyelashes flutter and she is too shy to look at him. Her hands were hot enough to make her heart constrict, so that she slightly closed her eyebrows, only raised her head and gathered her clean face to Zong Zhenglin.

Zong Zhenglin was pressed on by Helian Minmin, and felt the fragrance coming, so he was pasted on his lips by her. The lilac tongue of the woman tried to touch and lick, which surprised him a little.

He Lianmin tried several times, but could not get a response from Zong Zhenglin. Had to heart a horizontal, small hands into the lapel, recalling the mother's teaching, to his chest and abdomen.

In Zong Zhenglin's mind, his thoughts were surging and he was indecisive.

Like most people, he took her as his wife and concubine. Or do you want to defer?

Aware of Helian Minmin's anxiety and initiative, Zong Zhenglin's deep Phoenix eyes.

In front of me is my wife's careful service. What I see is mu Xiyao's beautiful smile. Zong Zhenglin never thought that what was ushered in on his wedding day was actually a subversion of his deep-rooted ideas.

Zong Zhenglin even doubted whether there was any man who, apart from him, lived with his wife on the wedding night. He felt inexplicably guilty and insecure. And this strange feeling, all comes from the woman in Dan Ruo garden.

He lianminmin took advantage of his distraction, and his little hand was covered with his half soft heat and caressed.

Zong Zhenglin is worried about Mu Xiyao's pregnancy and abstinence for half a month. At this time, she teases her again and again and finally reacts.

Seeing that he Lianmin tries to please her, Zong Zhenglin clasps her in the back of her head and leans over her neck for a kiss.

In the face of Zong Zhenglin's sudden passion, he Lianmin breathes disorderly in an instant, and almost can't hold the man. The more he sees the firmness of swelling.

The throbbing from below made Zong Zhenglin's stomach tense. The picture flashed in his mind made him call out ”Jiaojiao”.

The man's voice is dark and dumb, clearly with emotion. Hand but fast as lightning, a finger in her jade pillow, let a person lose consciousness instantly.

He Lianmin, who is in a coma, is pushed aside. Zong Zhenglin gets up and pulls up his clothes. Since reluctantly can't come, then call that let him upset the woman, make good compensation.

Danruo garden, Mu Xiyao embraces Chengqing and sleeps soundly. The good dream is in the middle of the night, and is dug out by the six Royal Highnesses who rush into the fragrant boudoir at night. Before he regained his consciousness, he was carried into his new house.

Looking at the room full of red, Mu Xiyao blinks her eyes and stares at the table. The candle is burning happily.

Have not opened the mouth to ask, the small mouth has been swallowed by the man behind him in a hurry. Zong Zhenglin finally found a place to vent his anger. His palm was covered with Mu Xiyao's plump female body, and he sighed.

”Jiaojiao, first bridal chamber.” After that, without waiting for mu Xiyao to react, she was stripped of her essence, and Dala was placed on the quilt of ”Qilin sending children”.

Bridal chamber? Mu Xiyao wants to kick him to wake him up. His highness is drunk and doesn't see who she is, is he?

Mu Xiyao saw that the man was looking down at him, angry and angry. He was in a hurry to cover up and down. But I don't know this picture of enchanting spring flowers. It makes Zong Zhenglin's throat tight. It's really a beautiful woman, shy and charming.