The wedding banquet is extremely noisy, most of the heroes on the Wuji Sea are heroes, they drink wine in big bowls, eat meat, and happily hit the case with chopsticks, dancing with their hands; Some people are drunk and simply lie on the ground, snoring on all fours.

After three rounds of drinking, everyone clamored to go to the cave room. Mo Hua thought to himself that Wei Jiang was injured, how could he stand the commotion of this group of guys? But when people came to the wedding banquet, it seemed unreasonable to prevent people from making trouble in the cave room, so he came up with an idea, picked up the wine jar with a smile, put up a hundred wine arrays, and fought with everyone.

As soon as the guests heard the fun, they were all good drinkers, Mo Hua fought more than a dozen of them alone, how could it be successful?

Everyone is in their hands to win, and they use their housekeeping skills to drink and swallow the sea. They drank so violently that the drink leaked out of their mouths and fell on their beards and stomachs. In contrast, Mo Hua is Sven, holding the wine bowl and drinking it slowly and methodically, drinking one bowl dry and then serving another, and the speed is not slower than others.

In the blink of an eye, all the empty bowls on the table were empty, and they were added back and forth four or five times, Mo Hua was still drinking slowly, and the group of people who were noisy in the cave room began to fall around. Someone couldn't hold it and lay down, opened his mouth to spit out the wine, and said in a daze: "Don't drink, don't drink......"

Mo Hua couldn't help but smile when he saw it: "You guys are really careless, so you drank these rounds." ”

This method of agitation was used at the right time, and when they heard this, they threw away the wine bowl, took the jar, and poured it into their mouths. Mo Hua also accompanied him to the end, and fought with everyone for a few more rounds, and knocked them down.

Seeing the guests lying on the ground, Mo Hua smiled, he put down the wine jar, kicked them a few times and said, "Hurry up, let's continue to drink." ”

No one replied to him, and everyone stood straight on the ground, drunk and dark.

In this way, only the Wei brothers and kelp are left in the haunted cave house. They all knew that Wei Jiang was injured and didn't dare to make too much noise, so it was enough to make a noise in the courtyard.

The time had passed, Mo Hua thought that Wei Jiang was asleep, but when he pushed the door open, he saw her sitting upright on the couch, wearing a red wedding robe, a red scarf on her head, her hands folded on her legs, and her ten fingers were twisted restlessly.

Mo Hua's heart was pounding, he had thought about such a scene countless times, and now that he really saw it, he was so moved that he didn't know what to do. He remembered the grievances and grievances in his previous life, and only felt that it was not easy to get to where he is today. He thought of his deceased father and mother again, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

Mo Hua muttered: "Father, mother, the child got married today and married a good girl, if you know anything about the spring, please protect her safety." ”

Wei Jiang didn't hear this, she was nervous at this time, thinking that someone had already come in, why didn't she come over to uncover the red scarf? She was so anxious that she rubbed the back of her hands, and waited left and right and still didn't hear any movement, so she lifted the red scarf and peeked at it, and the groom stood at the door stupidly, like a piece of corrugated wood.

Wei Jiang muttered: "I usually see that he has no face and no skin, but the candle eyes in the cave room are serious, sigh." ”

After that, the stunned wood finally moved. Wei Jiang hurriedly put down the headscarf and sat upright. Hearing him approaching, she couldn't help but hold her breath, nervously grabbed the red veil on her skirt, and peeked through the bottom of the red scarf.

A pair of feet stopped in front of her, wearing ink boots on them, just opposite her crimson embroidered shoes. Toe to toe, ink to crimson, dragon to phoenix, heaven made.

Wei Jiang was excited, thinking that he hated him to death in his previous life, but he loved him to death in this life, and now they finally became husband and wife, and the taste was different from before.

After a while, the red towel covering his face was picked up by a cigarette stick. Wei Jiang's eyes lit up, and her heartstrings trembled slightly, and then she raised her eyes and smiled at him charmingly, and then lowered her face shyly.

Mo Hua looked joyful, and brought a glass of wine to her.

Under the red candle, her face was seductively red, and her face was shining with a pair of watery autumn eyes. He hadn't drunk him with more than a dozen jars of wine before, but now after only two sips, he was drowsy and couldn't help himself.

He couldn't say anything like a baby, he liked it in a hurry, so he hugged it and kissed a few bites. Wei Jiang knew best what kind of character Mo Ye was, and he intended to seduce him.

She took off her embroidered shoes and rested barefoot on his lap. The two jade feet were delicate and small, the nails on them were dyed with cardamom, and the jade feet were even more delicate when they tiptoed, and then they rubbed from his knees to the roots of his legs, back and forth.

Mo Hua was so and angry by her that she almost couldn't hold it, and she was just about to take off her clothes, when she suddenly thought of her injury, and she couldn't bear it all of a sudden.

"Good girl, you are injured, you need to rest."

Mo Hua endured her desires and thoughts, and moved her feet into the red quilt. Wei Jiang saw that he was obviously holding back his hard work, and he still had to be Yanagi Hui.

She didn't follow it. I've been waiting for so long, just waiting for today.

Wei Jiang took off his wedding robe, and the small clothes inside were also red, bewitching like fire. Then, she pulled out her hairpin, put her hands in a bun, and scattered her long black hair. She stole a glance at him as she stripped off her clothes, wondering how long he would last.

Mo Hua saw Wei Jiang's thoughts, and he was angry, no wonder, so he had to grind his teeth and glare at her a few more times.

"What a disobedience!"

Mo Hua grabbed the red quilt and covered her, she immediately frowned, ouched, and fell on him weakly.

"You've touched my wound."

Saying this, Mo Hua didn't dare to move, and helplessly let her hands wander around.

After a while, seeing that he seemed indifferent, Wei Jiang held his forehead acupoint, made a weak flower posture, and said softly: "Official, I'm so hot, what should I do?" ”

As she spoke, her eyes fluttered, and her gaze fell on him like water. "Oops, you're sweating too, could it be that it's hot too?"

Mo Hua felt that he couldn't toss her, so he simply put down her heart, stopped her waist, and then wrapped her up with a red quilt, and half-threatened: "It's the night of candles in the cave room, don't force me to sleep elsewhere." You're hurt, but I'm good for you. ”

"Oh? What's good for me? Wei Jiang raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile, his hands around his neck, and his feet rubbed his legs ambiguously. She rubbed against the base of his leg, intentionally or unintentionally. Ah, it's already swollen like this.

"You just don't have the same heart."

Wei Jiang was proud, and it was clear that he wanted to seduce him, but Mo Hua had to hold his position and never surrender his gun, although this golden gun had fallen into the hands of the enemy, and the enemy was playing back and forth, making him in a dilemma.

He refused to commit it, and Wei Jiang was a little impatient. In my last life, I didn't see him twist like this.

It was so soft that it couldn't be done, Wei Jiang simply came hard, she hooked his waist with her legs, pressed him to the couch with a twist, and then stripped him of his clothes with a big knife so that she could see each other honestly.

She really didn't look like she was injured, but Mo Hua was worried about the arrow wound, he was worried that he couldn't control it, so he suddenly applied a hard neck, wouldn't it be an injury on top of an injury?

"No! Not tonight! Mo Hua gritted her teeth to keep a little sober and pulled back her clothes. Wei Jiang was so angry that he simply threw his clothes on the ground and pounced on him.

"Before getting married, the angels of heaven were bad; Now that you and I are married, you are reserved, what do you mean! ”

"Auntie, don't wronged me. I'm worried about your injury, aren't you in pain? ”

"It doesn't hurt! Master Chang applied medicine to me, and it doesn't hurt at all now...... So, come on, it will be too late to hurt later. ”

Mo Hua was speechless after hearing this, the candle night in this cave room was really delicate. Wei Jiang took advantage of his stunned moment, took off his small clothes, and untied his chest. On the body as white as fat jade, a bandage slightly spoils the scenery, but Mo Hua looks at it like this, but there is a different kind of beauty.

Wei Jiang licked his lips like a cat, and then bit his jaw again, the tip of her tongue seemed to contain a fire, burning his lust more and more.

Wei Jiang knew that he was enduring it because of her injury, but * one night was worth a thousand gold, and now she had wasted five hundred gold, and she didn't want to let the people who hurt them succeed, so this cave room had to be built today.

Thinking about it, Wei Jiang is bold, anyway, they have done a lot of things that they were not ashamed of in their previous lives, twenty-four styles, which one of them has not been done?

She straddled and sat on top of him, her hands caressing his neck like willows, then her white chest, then her sturdy waist, and finally ......

Mo Hua couldn't help but close his eyes and hum softly, his body was hot. He couldn't hold it anymore, no matter whether he gritted his teeth or gritted his teeth, only a trace of reason was about to wear off.

Wei Jiang blushed, pursed her lips, and sat down with her hands on her mouth, now she is a virgin, naturally not as good as in her previous life, she only touched it a little and felt pain, and she didn't dare to continue. And Mo Hua was completely crazy when she was so like this, and her body was about to explode. He took the lead, counterattacked, gnawed and bit Zhu Dan on her chest, and retaliated wantonly.

Wei Jiang chuckled, and said itchy. So, Mo Hua reached into her seclusion and provoked it, and whispered in her ear: "Are you still itchy?" ”

Wei Jiang pursed his lips and didn't speak, glaring at him half ashamedly and half resentfully. He chuckled and tenderly dropped a kiss between her lips.

Maybe Wei Jiang was injured, he didn't dare to be too rude, and he was very patient to tease her feelings and desires.

Wei Jiang Mo Ming became nervous, like a mussel closing its shell, and it was difficult to enter with one finger. Mo Hua looked at her, admiring her embarrassment, and then asked playfully, "Are you afraid?" ”

Fear? Hehe, joke, it's not like I haven't done it before...... Wei Jiang wanted to refute, but when he lowered his eyes, he saw that the thick and hard murder weapon was like burning iron, and he was ashamed and scared all of a sudden.

It was she who started the fire, but who expected that at the critical moment, she had stage fright by herself. And Mo Hua's preference for her to be so shy, is a style he has never seen in his previous life.

* A moment is worth a thousand gold, and he grinds away another two hundred gold, until the people under him are so soft that he comes forward. In an instant, I felt that the heat was tightly wrapped, and I couldn't break away or escape, and I sucked him in little by little.

Wei Jiang couldn't help screaming, and then he was afraid that people would hear it, so he couldn't help biting the mandarin duck pillow. Mo Hua was already sweating profusely, and when she saw her frowning, she didn't dare to move.

"It hurts?"

"It hurts!"

"Where does it hurt?"

"It hurts everywhere, more than an arrow!"

Wei Jiang burst into tears and reached out to beat him. Mo Hua is helpless, and the arrow is always on the string. He cautiously pumped and swept, and after a while, her body became hotter and hotter, and her expression was not as painful as before.

Mo Hua knew that she was getting better, so he let go of his hands and feet and exerted his ruthlessness. Wei Jiang unconsciously catered to him, raised his waist and sent it to him. After a period of fascination, the two of them soared into the clouds for nine nights, and their souls and flesh were shackled, and they couldn't distinguish between the past and the present...... 166 Reading Network