Chapter 1864 (2/2)
Yu Chu turned back and looked at Xu Shen's face. That beauty's face is particularly graceful and indifferent, the tail of her eyes is sparse like the breeze, and her long eyelashes are reflected in her clear eyes.
He gently hooked her hand, the string of Buddhist beads warmer than his body temperature, rubbing her wrist, gentle and high, showing a quiet texture.
The millennial beauty in red stooped slightly and took the girl's hand to finish the wedding ceremony.
He slightly raised the corner of his lips, always calm and elegant face, and finally showed a seemingly happy expression.
Yu chugang just took out his hand and heard the other side's voice like the breeze, ”it's time to enter the bridal chamber.”
When he said this, Xu Shen nodded his head slightly. He was still as kind and gentle as Buddhism. However, the hand with the Buddha's bead gently touched the girl's arm, and his smile seemed to have no meaning.
Yu Chu thought that the illusion was real.
She was led into the bedroom, layers of romantic veil behind, Xu deep warm smile, soft voice contains some deep meaning, fire with some charming.
”Is Madame nervous?”
When Yu Chu heard this question, she raised her eyebrows and lifted her chin. The beautiful line was white in the candlelight. She said, ”are you nervous?”
Although it is, we can't lose the momentum.
The other party smiles slightly, raises the hand to gently pluck her fingertip, takes in the palm to rub the next finger.
Yu Chu thought that this fantasy could be almost over. The other party's attitude is very ambiguous, but this is only the first time to meet. Does she have any attraction Xu Shen, let him decide to go to bed as soon as he meets?
On the bed, the gentle beauty gently takes off the Buddhist beads on her wrist and leans over with a light fragrance of Zen.
Yu Chu stared at the other side, gently pulled out his wrist, raised his chin and said coldly: ”enough, what kind of tricks are you playing? Just say it. ”
Xu shendun lives.
His gentle and clean eyes, color gradually deepened, pale lips slightly open, posture is still clear breeze and bright moon, not slow: ”what?”
”What is your purpose?” The girl leaned back to the bed. ”I can't marry you.”