Chapter 7: The Wedding Night
Yan Mo slowly walked towards the new house, he was still a little nervous, after all, he had never been married, and he was interrupted last time when he was finally able to get Yan Yuyi.
This time, "Hey, hey, hey, suck~" He smiled and took a sip of saliva.
He quietly pushed open the door, then walked in, stretched his head out and looked around for a while, and when he was sure that there was no one, he slammed the door shut, leaned against the door, and quickly closed the windows around him.
The red candle lights and the sandalwood green smoke are filled, and the room can't help but have a touch of charming atmosphere. After a long time, Yan Mo quietly walked to Princess Shuiyue's side and cleared his throat, "That wife, cough~" Yan Mo is also the first time to call someone's wife, and he is also very uncomfortable.
"Then I'll help you take off the phoenix crown and xia veil, with a strange and uncomfortable feeling," Yan Mo said to Princess Shuiyue with a smile.
"Okay, you can take it down for me!" Princess Shuiyue replied shyly, his voice as graceful as a song and swallow dance, and Yan Mo's heart moved when he heard it.
Yan Mo wiped his clothes with his hand, and then gently lifted the curtain of Princess Shuiyue, and a beautiful scenery suddenly appeared in this room where the atmosphere was already a little charming.
The skin like snow is not stained with a trace of mortal dust, the delicate eyebrows are like a crescent moon, the phoenix eyes are flashing with light, as if all the autumn ripples in the world are hidden in this gentle eyes, the high and erect little nose bridge is as perfect as jade, and the cherry red mouth can pour all beings in the world with a crooked smile, and she is completely a perfect girl carved in pink and jade.
Yan Mo swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva uncontrollably, and the girl couldn't help but smile when she saw him, seeing it made Yan Mo's blood gush out, and suddenly felt a hot current gushing out of her nose...
"Not good!" Yan Mo secretly screamed in his heart, and hurriedly went to the side of the pool to boil water and wash.
He really couldn't control himself, "I'm also the young master of the Dragon God Domain, and I'm also a dignified son at the worst, how can I be so unbearable!"
"This little goblin!" he sniffed, and then mustered up the courage to launch an "attack" at the girl's bedside.
"Hello?" the girl asked, bending her eyebrows and smiling.
His first sentence instantly made Yan Mo defeated, and he touched his nose with a strange expression, "What do you call me okay? What a strange question!"
The girl smiled and did not answer.
Yan Mo breathed a sigh of relief and said, "I don't know what your name is yet?"
"My name is Shui Yue'er," the girl replied with a grin.
"It turned out to be Yue'er's wife!" Yan Mo said with a smile.
"I have long heard that Yue'er's wife's appearance is alluring to the country and the city, and the country is fragrant, and when I see it today, it is really extraordinary, and it will be comparable to which vulgar fat pickled powder in the mortal world!"
"Thank you, you're handsome too!" Shui Yue'er replied playfully.
"So, doesn't my wife think the lights are too bright now?" Yan Mo said tentatively.
"No, I think it's pretty!" Shui Yue'er looked at the red candle lights around her and said with a smile.
"Uh... When are we going to start, wife?" Yan Mo then asked.
"Start... What is the beginning?" asked Shui Yue'er with a puzzled expression.
Yan Mo's face instantly turned ugly, he took a breath and said, "It's just starting to sleep!"
Yan Mo himself felt that he had already made it very clear, but he didn't know if the girl in front of him was pretending or really didn't know.
"Sleep... Well, it's not early, it's really time to sleep, it's really tiring today. Shui Yue'er showed a tired posture of clothes.
Yan Mo was overjoyed when he heard this, and as he spoke, he untied his clothes and drilled into Shui Yue'er's bed, Shui Yue'er exclaimed, pulled the fiery red mandarin duck quilt, and shouted, "What are you doing?"
"Sleep... Sleep!" Yan Mo asked, puzzled.
"I didn't say I wanted to sleep with you!" Shui Yue'er's eyes narrowed slightly, and her small mouth raised slightly. Looking at Yan Mo like a cunning little fox.
"Ah......" Yan Mo felt his jaw fall to the ground.
"Wait... Wait, on the wedding night, if you don't sleep with me, who will you sleep with?" Yan Mo asked with wide eyes.
"Sleep by yourself!" Shui Yue'er said as she should.
If anyone could see Yan Mo's face now, it would definitely be darker than the black cauldron. To be honest, Yan Mo really didn't know what to say, and the swan meat that he had been looking forward to for a long time flew like this. Oh no, I guess I can't eat it right in front of you.
"What, do you want to sleep with me?" Shui Yue'er leaned slightly towards Yan Mo, squinting and smiling.
Yan Mo's head suddenly clicked as if he was cramping. If Long Qingtian saw his son's expression now, he would probably have slapped him to death earlier.
"That's... What kind of toad are you?" Shui Yue'er's words suddenly made Yan Mo's face look ugly, as if he had eaten.
"Leprosy... Toad?" Yan Mo's face was exaggeratedly distorted, his dignified young master of the Dragon God Domain was actually asked by a mortal what kind of toad it was? Even if the tiger falls in Pingyang, Yan Mo screams as long as he screams, and the red flame fire dragon in the god-level realm wants to slap him and respect him with a "respect for the lord", but now he is called a toad by the woman in front of him?
"You... You... I... Hey!" Yan Mo was also angry, and was speechless.
"What's the matter, I can't say anything," Shui Yue'er tilted her head and looked at Yan Mo and said with a smile.
"Garlic is ruthless!" Yan Mo spit out such a sentence after being forced for a long time. But his face soon turned hideous, and his wrists moved, and his bones "gurgle".
"Hehe, I'm a toad that eats swans like you!" Yan Mo smiled hideously. Shui Yue'er showed a frightened expression on her face, "You... What are you going to do? If you want to make a mess, I'll call someone!"
"Hahaha! You shout! If you shout and cut your throat, no one will come to save you, hahahaha!" Yan Mo raised his head and laughed, and was about to move at the poor worm on the bed.
"Cut your throat!" Shui Yue'er suddenly shouted, Yan Mo was still stunned, but his body kept rushing towards Shui Yue'er, aiming at Shui Yue'er's crisp chest with his big hand.
"It's about to be done!" Yan Mo said in ecstasy.
Suddenly, a strong gust of wind blew out all the red candles, a window was suddenly opened, and a dark masked person suddenly appeared, knocking the ink away with one palm.
Yan Mo was shocked, looked at this pitch-black figure, and said in a deep voice, "Who are you, you dare to break into Yantian Palace at night!"
"She called 'No One'. The girl's voice rang out in the darkness.
"Also-no-have-people~????" Yan Mo looked like he had seen a ghost and was stunned.
"Hmph, I advise you not to touch Princess Shuiyue. Her cultivation of the 'Xuanyu Water Gong' is not something that mortals like you can spoil it!" the cold female voice sounded in the dark night.
At this time, Yan Mo had 10,000 grass and mud horses galloping past in his heart, what an ordinary man, I am the young master of the dignified Dragon God Domain.
"'Xuanyu Water Gong' requires a woman not to lose her body before cultivating to become a master, or..."The cold voice paused.
"Or something!" Yan Mo asked as if he saw hope.
"Or you reach the god-level realm!" the cold voice sneered. In this world, one hand that can reach the god-level realm can be counted, although the young man in front of him has good talents, but if he wants to reach the god-level realm, it is undoubtedly a fool's dream.
"God-level realm..."Yan Mo sighed secretly in his heart.
"Hehehe... I understand, you're all from the Renshui Sect!" Yan Mo asked after calming down.
"Yes, she is my master, hehe!" The girl's voice was still as graceful as a warbler's song in the darkness.
"You can't touch this person in front of you!" the cold voice sounded again in the darkness.
"Okay, then can't I touch it?" Yan Mo sighed, what is this called.
"But you have to go!" Yan Mo followed unhurriedly, looking meaningfully at the pitch-black figure in front of him.
"Wang Lingjing!" Yan Mo said coldly again.
This sentence made the body of the figure in front of him tremble, and he secretly said in his heart, "How can this person know my realm!
"I'm a master of the Yanlong Realm, what's the matter of just one Wang Lingjing, if you don't leave, you may not be able to leave!" Yan Mo threatened.
"I'll go, not only can I take you away!" the cold voice suddenly moved, and an ice sword that exuded cold air appeared in her hand.
"Master, don't!" the girl suddenly grabbed the figure's wrist.
"Master, let's go, he won't touch me!" the girl's pleading voice softened the cold woman's heart.
"You swear!" The cold woman suddenly stretched her sword to Yan Mo's neck, and the sword made Yan Mo's neck ooze blood.
"I swear I won't touch Shui Yue'er, and if I break my oath... I'll be killed by you!" Yan Mo swore after a pause.
"Okay! remember what you said. After speaking, the dark voice disappeared, and suddenly a stone was thrown in, and the ice woman said to Shui Yue'er, "This is the sound transmission stone, if he dares to touch you, you can send the sound to me!"
"This woman!" Yan Mo chuckled in his heart.
The atmosphere is calm again, silent, too silent...
Suddenly, Yan Mo said resentfully, "Where did I sleep today!"
"I don't know! don't sleep with me!" came the girl's crisp voice.
Yan Mo collapsed on his seat like a deflated ball, secretly thinking in his heart, "I'll clean you up when that ice cube woman is gone tomorrow!"
The night is long, and Yan Mo can sleep on the cold seat. In the dark night, sighs filled the darkness. The girl on the bed calmed down, and Yan Mo, who saw it, was itching in her heart, but she was afraid that the woman hadn't gone far, and she would confess here if she came back again.
"I'm too difficult!" Yan Mo said bitterly in his heart.