When eating dumplings, Lu Zixin only touched his mouth slightly, and was stopped by Han Jun, "You have an empty stomach, don't eat these." ”

He said lightly, as if it was as simple as eating a cup of tea, but the bride next to him was dumbfounded.

Fortunately, there was also a group of women and girls invited by the Han family, and the county lord of Fufang was also sandwiched in it, so she was the loudest, and asked in a loud voice: "Is it alive or not?" To be born or not to be born? ”

Lu Zixin's face "smacked", and it was like a fire.

This grandson's dumplings were half-baked, not to mention that she hadn't eaten a bite yet, but she had bitten, so how could she be embarrassed to say that word?

"Raw!"

Han Jun's voice sounded, relieving her embarrassment, but those people laughed louder, telling her that she had nowhere to hide, and she didn't dare to look up.

From Han Jun's point of view, her slender and smooth neck bent into a graceful arc, the curve extended all the way down, and her porcelain-white skin was flushed pink, hidden under the big red dress.

Breathtaking.

Xi Niang poured two glasses of wine and handed them over, Han Jun paused for a moment before taking it.

Lu Zixin couldn't, so he had to raise his head in the funny and kind eyes of everyone, his eyelashes trembled twice, and his plain white little hand also stretched out, but it was put on the cup in Han Jun's hand.

He reached out to pick up the hand in the hand of the bride again.

The wine glass made of green jade is small and delicate, and there is still his temperature. The clear wine was poured into it, not a lot, and Lu Zixin looked into his own reflection inside.

The powder face was full of red glow, she felt that the makeup in the morning was very ugly, or the bride's makeup was so ugly, the thick powder, the miserable white face, and the big red lips, how to look at it was ugly, but I don't know how Han Jun could see it for so long before.

Or did he find it interesting? No wonder the face is smiling all the time.

Lu Zixin was a little annoyed, it's not that she has to be like this, can't this person save some face for herself and take a few less looks? She couldn't help but move a little, not wanting him to see it again.

The two ends of the wine glass were tied with red ropes, which were connected to the handle of the glass, and when she moved, Han Jun immediately moved to the side, and his eyes seemed to be about to drip out gently, stretched out his arm, almost in front of her eyes, and looked at the green jade cup held by the soft and boneless little hand, which was indescribably beautiful, and his throat was swallowed, but he also covered it with the movements in his hand.

Otherwise, there will be rumors outside tomorrow that "the Han family retreats and is confused by beauty".

The bride is already making a look, let him move faster, there are still a bunch of guests and friends waiting to pour the groom's wine outside! The noise outside has become louder and louder, and I am afraid that if I don't go out again, those people will have to break in.

Han Jun picked up the wine glass, the red rope moved, and Lu Zixin, who was sitting slightly on the side, also raised the wine glass.

The two of them craned their necks together and drank half of the wine.

Han Jun drank quickly, and his eyes couldn't help but glance at Lu Zixin's neck, only to see her take two or three small sips, and her smooth throat rolled down two or three times.

His eyes darkened.

The wine glasses exchanged, her hands were soft and slippery, and it seemed that even the glasses she had touched were smoother than the ones she used.

Between the intertwined arms, the faintly beating pulses pulled each other, the big red clothes rubbed against each other, and the sound of Suo Suo sounded, about the strength of the wine, her face was even redder, and Han Jun could feel the heat coming from her body, which made people anxious.

When Lu Zixin raised her head again to drink, she saw Han Jun's eyes, as if they were on fire, and they were full of light that she had ever seen.

If it doesn't end, she feels that she may not be able to withstand Han Jun's gaze.

Fortunately, the knotted hair at the back was carried out quickly, and the bride cut off a lock of their hair respectively, tied them together with colored threads and put them under the pillow, and this complicated wedding was finally coming to an end.

Everyone retreated, and Han Jun also got up slowly and fell last.

Seeing this, Qingtan pulled the green incense that was still standing aside, and the two maids also walked out, and carefully closed the door.

It was still early afternoon outside, and although I didn't know the time, it was still bright, probably because the doors and windows around were tied with red silk and pasted with happy words, but the room was a little dark.

Suddenly quieted down, and the noise outside the house seemed to recede like a tide, and Lu Zixin heard his heartbeat fast and fast.

Han Jun turned around, looked at her, and smiled lightly.

"What are you laughing at? Don't look at it, isn't it ugly? Lu Zixin immediately pouted and turned his head to prevent him from looking.

Han Jun simply stretched out his hand to hold her face, turned to himself, and laughed lightly twice, before saying, "It's not ugly, it's beautiful." ”

"And what are you laughing at?"

"Shouldn't you laugh when your dreams come true?" When he spoke, he looked serious, and it was easy to bewitch Lu Zixin, and he couldn't help but think about it with his words.

Isn't it a dream come true?

She laughed too.

In an instant, as if the clouds broke through the moon, and the appearance of the begonias blooming, people unconsciously leaned down and sniffed among the flowers.

Until Han Jun's cold thin lips fell on his forehead, the tip of his nose, his cheeks and his lips, Lu Zixin was still a little unable to react.

How is this man ......

Let's talk, and ......

Immediately after that, she suddenly remembered something, and her shoulders shrank back, avoiding Han Jun's lips.

"It's all powder." She said.

Han Jun was stunned for a moment, looked at her face, and sure enough, the color of the place he had touched was darker, and he gently wiped the corner of his lips with the tip of his thumb, and there was white fat powder on it.

The man smiled wryly.

He straightened up, and heard someone shouting at him outside, it seemed that it was the same Wang Hanlin who was making trouble eating his favorite wine.

This person is a noisy person, don't you be annoyed when you break in later?

Thinking of this, Han Jun looked at her deeply with his eyebrows, "You go wash up first, and then eat something to pad, and I'll be back soon." ”

Go ahead, come back, the later, the better.

Lu Zixin remembered the booklet that he had stuffed in the box, realized something, his face was already red and was about to drip blood, he turned his head and didn't allow him to look at it, only hummed softly like a mosquito.

When Han Jun heard this, he strode outside.

Lu Zixin sat on the edge of the bed, and heard him tell Qingtan and Luxiang outside the house to watch her eat something, and if she was tired, she could wash up and sleep first.

Her heart was sweet, full of astringent tenderness.

The voices outside the house gradually faded away, and through the window, she seemed to be able to see Han Jun's broad shoulders and the man's tall posture disappearing in front of her eyes.

Qingtan entered the house for a while, and waited for a while, until she withdrew her gaze, and then glanced at Lu Xiang.

"The slave and maid said hello to the girl."

This will be the last time she will be called "girl" by the two maids, and from then on, she will say that the Lady of the Prince, whether honored or not, will be with him.