After tossing for the last half a month, Shen Moyi finally got on the sedan chair to go to Zangjian Villa.

In the habits of modern people, although marriage is still a big event, it is much simpler, go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get a certificate, and be willing to set up a table, not happy to live like this. An increasingly developed society is accompanied by more and more estranged interpersonal relationships, so Shen Moyi thinks that it is okay for her and Ye Ying to worship each other, so that the big battle of sending relatives for thousands of miles can be avoided.

However, Yan Zhenqing was very persistent, and Shen Moyi didn't want to disobey his master's wishes, so he went with him.

It's just that Shen Moyi regretted this compromise a little, although all kinds of things didn't need her to go into battle in person, but the toss really should be on her, and she was tossed up more than half of the time, makeup, combing, dressing, and various activities followed, and when she got on the sedan chair, it was just noon.

Shen Moyi was about to get sleepy, so he quietly smuggled a pillow into the sedan chair, put the curtain down, stuffed the pillow behind his waist and went to sleep.

Pei Yuan, as his mother's family, entered the marriage team as a younger brother. Seeing Shen Moyi's swaying sedan chair, he was a little worried, and after setting off, he saw that no one was paying attention, so he stepped forward to see how Shen Moyi was doing. She is usually weaker than ordinary people, and after tossing for so long a day, even he is a little tired, not to mention Shen Moyi.

With such a worried mood, Pei Yuan prepared acupuncture equipment, but it was really not possible to give her a needle first.

So when Pei Yuan opened the curtain and saw the imageless Shen Moyi who threw his hijab aside and slept aside, he almost threw the things hidden in his sleeves to the ground with trembling hands.

He thought indignantly, no matter how worried Shen Moyi was, he would be a fool!

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The journey from Qinling to Yangzhou is not close, and there will be no entertainment for Shen Moyi to relieve his boredom on this kind of family road, plus he has to arrive at the Tibetan Sword Villa in time for the auspicious day, and there will hardly even be a little extra rest time, so Shen Moyi can only be bored to ask Pei Yuan for some medicine that can make people sleep, sleep in a sedan chair during the day, sleep in the inn at night, and sleep at least ten in twelve hours, at least not too boring.

The result of sleeping too much is that Shen Moyi was stunned when she worshipped the church, and was pulled by the bride throughout the whole process, worshipping heaven and earth, handing over a glass of wine, if no one guided her, she could fall asleep again when she lowered her head.

Ye Ying noticed it and couldn't help laughing. When he was toasting in front of him, Pei Yuan told him about Shen Moyi's failure to wake up after drinking medicine in the past few days, and by the way, he also gave him something special, so that he wouldn't even sleep directly with the bride with the candles in the cave room.

**A moment is worth a thousand gold, although the Tibetan Sword Villa is not bad for money, but it is not so profligate.

Ye Ying couldn't cry or laugh, but he still took Pei Yuan's things with a stern face, except that the roots of his ears were red and almost transparent, he couldn't see any difference from usual, others didn't know, and thought that he had drunk too much and got on his ears.

However, after the toast, Ye Ying threw the things away when he went out.

Thinking about his dignified seven-foot man, if he needs something to cheer up with his lady, how embarrassing it will be!

Thinking like this, Ye Ying began to recall some of the must-see things that Ye Da had found for him before, and he blushed and groped to understand a rough idea, raising soldiers for a thousand days, and using them at this time.

Ye Ying lowered her head and bit Shen Moyi's ear.

When there is no vision, the sense of touch is extraordinarily sensitive. The tip of her tongue crossed her soft ears, and her upper and lower teeth seemed to bite into the fragile ear bones, infinitely arousing the deepest sadistic desires of people.

Ye Ying endured and endured it, and then endured the ** that bit off this ear.

In order to calm this feeling, Ye Ying did something else to divert her attention.

He took Shen Moyi's ear in its entirety, got it wet, and then began to kiss it along the root of the ear to his cheek. Shen Moyi was a little itchy by him, and pushed him down with a smile: "It's itchy." ”

Ye Ying's voice was hoarse, containing a longing that was difficult to ignore: "Master...... Sober? ”

Shen Moyi subconsciously made a clever move, and his eyes were a little clearer, and only then did he see Ye Ying's current appearance clearly: his fair-skinned handsome face was covered with redness, like a ripe peach, which looked delicious and delicious. The thin lips were covered with a layer of shiny liquid from licking her ears just now, and people couldn't help but swallow their saliva. The only pity is that those beautiful eyes are not shining, Shen Moyi recalled the appearance of Ye Ying when he could still see it before, and his heart felt a dull pain.

In the next second, the defenseless Ye Ying was successfully countered by Shen Moyi and was pressed on the bed.

He was not annoyed, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he was very happy waiting for what Shen Moyi would do to him. He heard the sound of Shen Moyi's saliva swallowing, and told him that he was not the only one who longed for the other party. The Master has always been bold, he can press himself under him, and it is not surprising that he will do anything in the next second.

It's just that to Ye Ying's surprise, Shen Moyi didn't do anything, just kissed Ye Ying's eyes lovingly.

Ye Ying spoke: "Master, ......"

Shen Moyi said: "Is it okay for me to teach you to do eye exercises?" ”

Ye Ying: What is the master talking about ......?

Shen Moyi kissed Ye Ying's eyes again: "I can't see it, it's a pity." ”

Ye Ying was silent for a moment, bent up and turned over, pressed Shen Moyi under her, and kissed the tip of her nose: "The master is right." He also felt that it was a pity not to see Shen Moyi's expression at the moment, "It's just that at this time, it's better for the master not to say these words." ”

Shen Moyi bent his eyes and smiled, raised his hand around his neck and raised his head slightly, blowing on his ear: "Then you say, what am I going to say?" ”

Almost as soon as she finished speaking, she felt something hot against her thighs, and it seemed that she was still jumping.

Although Shen Moyi was informal, Yan Zhenqing was clumsy and injured her on the first night, but her mother prepared a spring palace map for her, and she guessed what it was almost immediately.

In such an atmosphere, she also felt a little emotional, so she didn't feel that Ye Ying was in a hurry, and even added fire to him.

She raised her leg and rubbed the hard part of Ye Ying's hair.

Then Shen Moyi felt the more and more obvious changes there. She smiled unconsciously very charmingly, with a hint of hoarse temptation in her tone: "What do you say I call you now?" Ying'er? Ye Ying? Or ......" Shen Moyi licked his lips, "Husband?" ”

Ye Ying said in a low voice: "Master can shout as much as he likes, what I want now is not this title." ”

Shen Moyi pulled him down with a smile, and said ambiguously on his lips: "What does the husband want?" ”

Ye Ying felt that she couldn't help it.

"I want you." After he finished speaking, he leaned down/leaned over.

THEEND