The soft warm yellow halo in the room hits the overlapping figures on the bed.

Shen Dunian was trapped in his arms, and the soft kiss rolled with a hot breath that slid like a feather on her thin lips.

All the little tempers dissipated briefly in this extreme dizziness.

His kiss was gentle, his fingers sliding down her cheek, all the way down, caressing her delicate collarbone like electricity, all the way down.

Shen Dunian's nervous fingers clutched the sheets, jumping faster in the center of a slightly messy breath.

When his long tongue tentatively pried open her teeth, Shen Dunian's curled eyelashes trembled slightly, and his thin lips opened slightly.

Jun Yiqing coveted her breath, and her long tongue slid through her neat teeth and poked in.

A long deep kiss that gradually ferments.

There was a very strange throbbing, which rushed into his body through the tip of his tongue that he caught, and Shen Dunian raised his neck slightly and sighed softly.

The extremely pleasant voice made someone almost tense.

His wide palm slid down her neck and caressed the restricted area, and the delicate kiss moved down the corner of his lips to her earlobe, teasing it gently.

Shen Dunian's body was as tense as iron, and he was emotional.

"Nian Nian, get married. Jun Yiqing's extremely hoarse voice hit the tip of Shen Wannian's heart.

Reaching out and holding down his evil big hand that stopped at her heart, Shen Dunian turned his head slightly, his long eyes were as charming as silk, and his thin lips opened lightly: "Didn't you say that the divorce certificate is fake?"

Jun Yiqing's hand was pressed by her, but she still moved her fingertips gently, admiring the increasingly heavy emotion in her eyes, and her voice was not as soft as his: "It's fake." ”

Shen Dunian slammed his strength, twisted his eyebrows and said coquettishly: "Be honest!"

Jun Yiqing's thin lips were hooked, like a demagogic demon.

"Since it's fake, why don't you say that you're married?" Shen Dunian glared at him viciously and muttered.

Jun Yiqing's palm slid from her heart like her slender waist, wrapped her into her arms, and said seriously: "Don't you want a beautiful wedding?"

Shen Dunian's eyes instantly dimmed.

The scenery is incomparable, a dignified wedding, which woman doesn't want it.

She naturally wanted it too, but they all knew that the Jun family's hurdle was still left in Shen Dunian's heart, and she couldn't get over it, and she couldn't take it.

She couldn't enter the Jun family in a grand manner without figuring out the truth of the year, she couldn't greet Gu Xuanling and Jun Nianhuan with a smile, and she couldn't become a family with him and them.

Falling in love is a matter of two people, but marriage, it is two families, although she has no family now, but if Jun Nianhuan had no hidden feelings back then, if his father knew that she entered the Jun family, how would he feel in heaven.

Besides, Shen Dunian himself couldn't pass her.

Until the last moment, she couldn't marry him rashly, even if the Jun family no longer hindered her actions, but once she entered the Jun family, she attracted more attention than now.

It was overwhelmingly attacking her, thousands of eyes, her every move, it was bound to be noticed.

Besides, before Su Han overturned the case, marrying him would only make the world look at him with colored glasses, and she didn't want to.

His voice was gloomy, Shen Dunian pursed his lips, raised his burning eyes to look at Jun Yiqing, and said, "Wait a little longer, wait for the truth to come out, wait for my father to be wronged, wait for me, there is no worries." ”

Jun Yiqing stared at her, and after a long time, pressed her little head to his heart and nodded: "Okay." ”

Shen Dunian's heart softened for a moment, she reached out to wrap her arms around his waist, slowly closed her eyes, and a smile opened the corner of her mouth.

With him in his life, what is there not to be satisfied with.