During the banquet, Dugu Ranche drank a lot of wine. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info is all paid homage to the entourage.

There's one thing I've never understood. Why is it that his followers are not like master and servant with him? Although Dugu Ranche has always been very good to his subordinates, he is the prince of Qiu Qian after all, and such a closeness regardless of dignity and inferiority cannot help but make people suspicious.

But it's not the trivial things I'm going to care about tonight......

In the cheers of the entourage, Dugu Ranche picked me up horizontally and circled the field to show off.

In the end, he didn't forget to lift my hijab and kiss me on the lips in the hot eyes of everyone.

I only felt that there was a demonic aura coming towards me, and I wanted to resist, but I couldn't.

Dugu Ranche's cheeks were slightly red, and his body was a little shaky, already a drunken look.

I was full of alcohol, and as soon as I closed my eyes, I thought it was the price of this deal.

Anyway, since they have already agreed to marry him, there are some things that cannot be avoided.

But if I sacrifice my body to avenge my Mu family, then in the words of this demon, it is not worth it, but earned.

Intuitively, I could feel Dugu Ranche's ambition.

The taste of being carried into the room by Dugu Ran Che always upsets me.

This scene is really similar to the scene that is staged every day in the Star Picking Pavilion. And I once told Xiu Fan that I would never take revenge with my beauty and body. But at this moment, this oath is like two slaps in the face, and I can't hold my head up.

Yes, what is self-esteem compared to revenge?

Benke and Sister Kiln......

Dugu Dye Che and I ......

Exploit and be exploited......

I have prepared for the worst, and since I am already his wife, it is inevitable that I will be married to him.

Closing my eyes and holding my breath, I felt Dugu Ranche put me on the bed, his movements were gentle, and he didn't look like he was drunk at all.

I sighed to myself: I was deceived by him again. He wasn't drunk at all.

"How do you close your eyes? Don't you want to see what your newlywed looks like? Dugu Ranche sat on the edge of the bed, his slender fingers skimming my cheeks ambiguously, slightly itchy, but he could bear it.

"It's not like I haven't seen it before." At the end of the day, I'm nervous. Lying on the bed, there is a feeling that he is a knife and I am a fish.

"I'm different tonight." As he spoke, Dugu Ranche took my hand and reached into the hem of his clothes.

I jerked my hand, and he grabbed it tighter.

"Won't you help your husband widen his clothes?"

As soon as my heart was crossed, I got up and said, "If you want to do something, come directly, don't beat around the bush!" ”

"Hahahaha...... But the husband doesn't like to be direct, and the husband likes to enjoy it slowly, grinding you willingly little by little. "If you are gentle, he is the best at speaking.

Every time he picks up his phoenix eyes, I know that he is going to say something teasing again, which makes people red-faced.

"Okay, okay, look at your reluctance. Rest assured, I won't do Zhou Gong's gift tonight. The scourge suddenly put away his sloppy expression, and gave himself a wide coat in a serious manner.

"Why?" I can't always see through the man in front of me.

He was sometimes debauched, sometimes indifferent; Sometimes it's provocative, sometimes it's reassuring. He seems to have countless masks, changing from time to time, and I can't see which one is the real him.

I don't want to see through it, though.