Xiyan sat on the marriage bed covered with red brocade, looking around boredly, and the hijab that made her a little breathless was thrown aside casually. The maidens were waiting outside the door. There was only her and a room full of furnishings in the wedding room.

She took off her shoes as well, walked barefoot to the table where the food was placed, and picked a plum crisp to bite. She was very hungry, and the long and tedious ritual lasted from yesterday to this day, and she was dressed in heavy clothes and adorned with intricate decorations on her head, and she had to starve, eat or drink in order to reduce her troubles. Finally got up to now, just go to sleep later, and finally be able to comfort yourself.

She is not tall, but she has a graceful and delicate body. Porcelain white skin exudes a healthy glow. A pair of Danfeng eyes, the eye shape is the natural fluctuation of flowing water, to the end of the eyes so warped, plus the black eyes seem to be full of flowing springs, a look, is the flow of eye waves, looking forward to the brilliance. Her nose is playful and makes her look like a cat. The red and full lips have an indescribable charm against the backdrop of black hair. The long and raised eyebrows add a bit of heroism. The facial features with different temperaments are concentrated on her round face, but it is so harmonious.

Maybe it wasn't to her taste, so she took a few bites and set it aside. Then walk to the mirror and look at the dim self inside. Candles shine brightly. She smiled in the mirror, her eyes rolling.

There was a noise outside, and she immediately ran to the bedside, put on her shoes, and covered her hijab.

Lei Xiao didn't drink much, he was slightly smoked and was helped into the marriage room. Some staggered to their beds, and then waved the attendants out.

Lei Xiao is 26 years old this year, with straight eyebrows, deep eyes, long eyelashes, a tall nose, looking resolute and persistent, and a calm and relaxed atmosphere between his eyebrows. His cheeks are a little thin, but he shows a more handsome and heroic silhouette, his figure is long, with a crimson and textured robe, and his sleeves are even more outstanding.

Instead of rushing to see the bride, he glanced at the table and saw the piece of snack that had been bitten a few times.

"Are you hungry?" his voice was hoarse but magnetic, with an irresistible majesty in his gentleness.

"Sleepy. Xiyan said sullenly.

Without saying a word, he reached out and lifted the hijab. Xiyan was hanging her head.

"Would you like to eat?" he curled his hand to her chin and saw a small sesame seed stuck to her mouth.

"I've eaten it. Xiyan smiled sweetly.

Lei Xiao leaned down and licked the sesame seeds from her lips. Then, he firmly gagged her mouth.

Xiyan pushed him, but she couldn't shake half a minute, she frowned, wanting to bite him, but she turned her mind more catering.

Even though there was all kinds of pity, Xiyan still sobbed in pain in the process of transformation. When she sank into a dream, Lei Xiao, who was a little drunk, woke up. He took Xiyan into his arms and caressed her gently. Maybe he was too eager to blow out the candle. He surveyed her body contentedly, burying his face deep in her hair, breathing in the wonderful scent.

She was as good as he imagined. If it weren't for that chance encounter, he probably wouldn't have noticed that the baby in the swaddling clothes had been so moving.

She was born for him, and only he is qualified to treasure such a woman. He was like a young man with a budding spring heart, and he couldn't wait for her to be older, so he eagerly took possession.

The country that has just arrived, coupled with the lovely woman, life is so hearty!