Chapter 101: A Gentle Kiss

Poor Zhu'er was so frightened that she couldn't stop shaking, where could she still kneel, she had already collapsed into a ball, lying on the bed and couldn't move, feeling that things seemed to be more serious than she imagined?

Ye Wu was so angry that his head was about to burst, and when he turned around angrily and wanted to chase someone, he suddenly froze.

Mo Qianran will never elope with a stone, right? If you want to bring it, it should also be Xu Lingyin, so ......

"Damn!" Ye Wu, who finally reacted, instantly dropped to 10% of Mo Qianran's anger value, and 90% of them ran away from Lou Wen.

If it weren't for the stone's instigation, Mo Xianran would never have made this move, he was careless, but he didn't expect the stone to really borrow courage from the sky!

Thinking that it was a stone that had just worshipped the general, Ye Wu really had the heart of the-egg, and his man became the general's wife in the blink of an eye?

But what he was more worried about now was that the general found out that the bride was a stone, and in a fit of rage, he killed the stone with one palm!!

Thinking of this possibility, Ye Wuwu suddenly let out a cold sweat and quickened his pace and rushed towards the new house, he had to stop the general before something big happened.

In the new house, Lou Wen, who felt that something was wrong, was simply uneasy, his whole body was weak, as if he had a high fever, he was dizzy, he was calm before, he was brave and strategic, he swore that he had gone to the Pacific Ocean.

He only has a deep fear for his own life now, and he has offended many generals on weekdays...... Will he just settle accounts with him at this time?

The sky is about to fall, Lou Wen thought to himself.

"Squeak-" sounded, accompanied by the congratulatory sound of the bride, Lou Wen's hair immediately exploded, and he was stunned for a second before he hurriedly put on his hijab, shaking his liver and waiting for death.

If you don't come, I'll ignore you next time......

Regular footsteps approached him from a distance, Lou Wen's heart tightened, and his skin tightened, and when the general's red shoes and red hem appeared in his sight, the blood in his whole body suddenly coagulated!

Lou Wen, who seemed to be turned into a sculpture, closed his eyes resignedly, waiting for Mu Ziheng's verdict, what should come is always coming, if he can't escape this level, then he admits it, who let the matter happen to him.

Ye Wu, I'm sorry, I promise that I will never come up with this kind of bad idea again in the future, absolutely obedient and obedient, absolutely not to die, well, absolutely!

Mu Ziheng stood in front of Lou Wen, with a cold face and a cold gaze, but there was no trace of murderous aura, just looking at him quietly like this, looking at this bold man.

Since he dared to do this, Mu Ziheng would not be soft, so he stood with his hands in his hands, lowering his eyes and silently putting pressure on Lou Wen.

As time passed, Lou Wen's cold sweat broke out more and more, and his makeup was almost lost by sweat, and the consequence of his high concentration and nervousness was that his physical strength was greatly consumed.

Unable to stand this kind of pain, Lou Wen finally closed his eyes, gritted his teeth and raised his hand to lift the hijab, slid weakly under the bed, and knelt down obediently.

"General, General. Lou Wen hung his head with a wilt.

But Mu Ziheng didn't move, nor did he make a sound, he still looked at him calmly and indifferently, but his gaze moved down with his kneeling.

Well, Lou Wen found that his confession didn't seem to be of any use? So, for the general's idea of frying, boiling, frying and steaming, or barbecue stew and feeding the dogs, Lou Wen was even more scared of himself.

Mu Ziheng, who had been standing still, finally moved his eyelids, his eyes stared at the direction of the door silently, and finally slowly squatted down.

The fiery slender fingers that were the opposite of his cold breath pinched Lou Wen's small chin, forcing him to look up and look at him, and the eye-catching tassels stuck to his face, strange and uncomfortable, Lou Wen couldn't help but wrinkle his nose when he was afraid.

Mu Ziheng lifted the tassel with his other hand, revealing his complete face, a white-tender and moving face, big eyes wet with fear, as if filled with supplication, and the scarlet plump lips were particularly attractive at the moment.

Lou Wen was seen by him and his hairs stood up to Mu Ziheng, his heart had never beaten so fast, and he couldn't help but swallow his saliva, how did Lou Wen think that the general looked like he was going to swallow him in one gulp?!

it! Change your mind and don't feed him to the dogs! And want to eat him alive and skin him alive?

Lou Wen, whose chin was strongly fixed, was obviously afraid of death, but he didn't dare to look away, and his instinct to survive made him understand that at this time, he must not annoy the terrible man in front of him again, he couldn't stop the beads of sweat that were the size of beans from falling violently, shaking his lips, and called weakly: "General......"

In the next second, beyond his expectations, the action that he couldn't think of in a hundred heads happened so hard......

Mu Ziheng's cool face suddenly enlarged in front of his eyes, and then a soft touch pressed against his lips, and the warm breath sprayed on his face, tickling.

Lou Wen's head immediately crashed, and he vaguely heard the sound of a heavy object outside the house, but then he was washed away by the shock of his heart, and Lou Wen froze in place.

Ye Wu, who had already run at the fastest speed, his face was darker than the night, and his dark and deep eyes could only see the door of the new house, and his footsteps kept going straight to the door frame.

Feng Wu frowned, quickly dodged in front of him, and stopped him in a low voice: "Night Wu!"

While Yasan dodged him sideways, he didn't hesitate to slash at Feng Wu with one palm, and pushed the other hand towards the door like lightning, and when his palm touched the door, the familiar, as if he had been drained of his soul, came to him.

Unable to resist, Ye Wu lay on the ground softly, and the last thought of losing consciousness was:!

Feng Wu was stunned, and at the same time subconsciously caught his soft body, I don't understand why the person who was still fierce and ruthless suddenly fainted?

In order not to cause a commotion, Feng Wu carried the person on his shoulders and sent the person back to the room in a slippery manner, so as not to be discovered by the general, and it would be troublesome to ask for the guilt.

Inside the door, Lou Wen, who had become a sculpture, even if Mu Ziheng let go of his lips and chin, he still maintained his original posture and remained motionless, as if he had been pointed.

Mu Ziheng was obviously in a much happier mood, even his thin lips were obviously curled in an arc, regardless of his stiffness, he turned around and took two glasses of wine, and squatted in front of him again.

Shoved a glass of wine into his stiff hand, then raised it to meet his own arm, and coldly ordered: "Drink." ”

Lou Wen seemed to have become a puppet, and after obediently drinking a glass of wine from a strange angle, Mu Ziheng swore an oath to Lou Wen: "Since you have visited the church and drunk a glass of wine, you will be the only hostess of the General's Mansion in the future." ”

Lou Wen blinked as if he didn't understand, staring seriously at the indifferent eyes that were close at hand, trying to find evidence of the prank, but only found a trace of deep affection.

Affectionate, affectionate, affectionate! Lou Wen's reason finally collapsed, his eyes rolled, and he fainted gorgeously, oh my god, is the system Jun Temeo playing with me? Why can't I understand what happened?

Mu Ziheng caught Lou Wen speechlessly, avoiding the tragedy of the back of his head hitting the edge of the bed and bleeding on the wedding night, and then let go of the cup and carried him to the bed.

Putting him at the head of the bed and leaning against the bedpost, Mu Ziheng carefully took off his phoenix crown, untied the coiled green silk, felt the silky touch of the palm, and then opened his belt, slowly faded the wedding dress, put him on the bed, and leaned over to press it.

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