The bright red double happiness is pasted on the transparent and smooth glass window lattice, and the five-bead red palace lamp illuminates the interior brightly.

On the gold-painted head case is a pair of dragon and phoenix candles with the thickness of a child's arm, which are burning brightly.

Everywhere he looked, he was red, festive, and warm, just like Gu Chongyang's mood today.

Gu Chongyang took a shower, changed into a bright red bedclothes, leaned back on a chair and asked Amin to twist her hair.

She lay on her back, her thin bedclothes clinging to her body, her chest bulging high, and one could imagine how magnificent it must have been.

Amin twisted her hair while thinking nonsense, she had thought about how good it would be if the ninth master was with the young lady, but she really didn't expect this idea to come true.

Miss is so beautiful and enchanting, the Ninth Master, who is usually light and expressionless, should also be confused.

That's what she was going to do on the night of getting married, and she knew that she wouldn't be punished for listening to the corner at night.

When Jiulang strips the young lady and sees her seductive body, will he have a nosebleed?

Amin couldn't help blushing as he thought about it.

"Miss, your hair is almost dry, you can lie down on the bed."

As soon as she said the words, she laughed deliciously: "I said it wrong, from now on, I should be called Mrs." ”

Gu Chongyang also pursed her lips and smiled, from now on she will be the eldest lady of the Wenguo Mansion, this title makes her happy and proud.

Gu Chongyang stretched out his hand and touched his hair, it was a little damp and slippery, so he walked towards the bed with his shoes and said, "I'm tired of blowing and blowing this day, and you and Ana are also tired." Go down and rest. ”

"How does this work?" Amin was reluctant: "After all, I just got married, I can't say anything and leave you here alone." ”

Gu Chongyang laughed with a "poof": "Although I got married on the first day, but this is the Wenguo Mansion, and it is not a strange place, we have been here many times in this Qingyi Courtyard, this is Jiulang's place, what are you afraid of." ”

Amin laughed as soon as he snorted, yes, what is there to worry about. Besides, when the ninth master will come back, the young lady definitely doesn't want anyone to disturb her and Jiulang's cave room to spend candle nights.

She was afraid that Gu Chongyang would be thin-skinned, so she said seriously: "Don't worry, Mrs., I'll leave with Ana, if you don't call us, we will never show up." I've got hot water ready, and if it's not enough, you can call someone. ”

Gu Chongyang is about to get married, Amin Ana is still a yellow-haired girl, if she is ignorant and doesn't know anything, I'm afraid she will make a joke, Mrs. Ying specially called them and explained it well for a long time, and these two girls already know about the idea of the cave room.

After a day of trouble, Gu Chongyang was a little tired, lying on the bed and saying in a daze that he knew and fell asleep.

Although Wang Jiulang doesn't drink, the guests still have to entertain, although they are just talking, but there are too many guests in the Wang family, and when he walks through the banquet, it is not early.

He ate by himself, estimated that the banquet was gone, and went to see off the guests.

Otherwise, it would be different if people become relatives, Wang Jiulang has lived so big, and it is the first time that he is so easy to speak.

Everyone knew that he was cold and arrogant, and they didn't dare to laugh, but just arched their hands and said congratulations.

After everyone was gone, he went back to his new house.

The dragon and phoenix candles, which symbolize the bride and groom, are spitting flames, and his beloved little girl is lying on the bed.

She slept fragrantly, and against the backdrop of the bright red embroidered mandarin duck playing in the water brocade quilt, her little face as white as jade became more delicate and smooth. The long curled eyelashes are as thick as a small brush, the black hair is scattered on the big red pillow, and the whole person is like a blooming rose, bewitching and exuding fragrance.

From the first meeting to today's marriage, the delicate and flower-like little girl has really taken root in their family.

From now on, he will be a flower protector.

Wang Jiulang listened to her long breathing, and felt very pity in his heart, and after kissing her face, he went to take a bath.

The sound of the water woke up Gu Chongyang, she casually took a big pillow with a red background embroidered with five bats holding clouds and flowers behind her back, leaned on the bed and looked at the Nanmu primrose-colored carved silk glass screen.

Wang Jiulang sat in the bathtub, the projection of the upper half of his body was reflected on the screen, the sturdy lines and beautiful outlines made Gu Chongyang unable to see enough.

She saw Kurou stand up, and saw his slender arms, narrow waist, and the bulging mass under his waist, and when Kuro's long legs stepped out of the basin, the big, soft thing shook and made people's blood gush.

She remembered a trace of Jiulang before. No. Hanging look, there was a bang in his head, and a blushing face could drip blood.

Ah! Kuro is too sultry.

She blushed and threw herself on the large pillow behind her, took it in her arms, and rolled on the bed.

"Are you awake?" Wang Jiulang wiped his hair and stood by the bed to look at her.

He wore only a thin pajama, which was softly attached to his body.

"Hmm."

Gu Chongyang only glanced at it, and his face turned red again.

Wang Jiulang saw her black hair draped down, her snow-white and slender neck, her belly pocket with red embroidered hibiscus flowers bulging high, and her eyes were a little more eager than just now.

Such a beautiful flower, a beautiful day, if he was not sick, it would be better. The little girl said that it would take eight months for the disease to have sex, and if it was according to the original progress, he would only have to endure it for another two months.

But he went to Yaoshan in the middle, broke it for two months, made up for these two months, and consolidated it for two more months, that is, he could not make her little girl's heart bloom and peony drip in May next year.

Wang Jiulang sighed, waved away the regret in his heart, and said, "Come on." We drink alcohol. ”

"Don't drink it, you can't drink."

Wang Jiulang touched her face and said, "Then one cup per person, no matter how bad my wine is, it will not be to the point of pouring a glass." Besides, it's unlucky not to drink the wine. ”

Gu Chongyang was right to think about it, so he got up from the bed and prepared to put on his shoes.

Wang Jiulang leaned in, picked her up, walked to the table where the wine was placed, sat down by himself, and then let her sit on his lap.

Gu Chongyang's breathing was a little chaotic, and his heart was swaying and lost his place.

She saw Wang Jiulang holding the wine glass, she also reached out and took it, and was about to drink it, but Wang Jiulang wrapped his arm around her arm and said, "It's right to drink wine like this." ”

The arms are wrapped around each other in pairs, like mandarin ducks in the neck.

Gu Chongyang and Wang Jiulang looked at each other and took a small sip.

Wang Jiulang said again: "There is another way to drink, do you want to try it?" ”

As long as she can be with Kuro, she is willing to do anything.

Gu Chongyang looked at Wang Jiulang and nodded: "Okay." ”

Wang Jiulang smiled under his breath, took a big sip of the wine, and then leaned over to cross it into her mouth.

It's a completely different taste than just now.

The moment Wang Jiulang's lips touched hers, Gu Chongyang brushed the ground and closed his eyes.

Seeing that she was so involved today, Wang Jiulang couldn't help but close his eyes and became intimately entangled with her.

Young men and women love each other, and once they come into contact, they are like thunder and thunder, and everything happens so naturally.

The sweet kiss was no longer enough to satisfy Wang Jiulang, and the small chair obviously restricted his movements.

Gu Chongyang didn't know when she was carried to the bed by Wang Jiulang, let alone when her clothes were removed, and she didn't know how Jiulang attacked the city and pressed step by step, she was in a daze, feeling soft in her heart and soft body, so she could only let Wang Jiulang do it.

But when Jiulang pressed on her and was about to smash Huanglong, she woke up all of a sudden.

"No way!" Her face was red, her eyes were hazy, and she supported Jiulang's chest with both hands: "You, your illness is not yet well, so it will be detrimental to the heir." ”

Because of the loss of her soul tossed by Wang Jiulang, she was slightly panting when she spoke, and her voice was crisp and soft, which could hook away people's souls.

Wang Jiulang broke her hand and held the delicate person as soft as the jade ball in his arms, and felt her magnificence and softness close to her.

"Don't worry, I know how to measure." Because of love. Desire, Wang Jiulang's eyes were amazingly bright, and his eyes looked at her like he was looking at prey.

Gu Chongyang felt his hug tight, felt panicked somewhere, couldn't help but feel distressed and sad, and said it with a little crying: "I know how hard Jiulang endures, and I also want to give it to Jiulang, but I can't, I can't hurt Jiulang." ”

"When I'm ready, it's up to you what you want, Jiulang, but not now. Just listen to me, okay? ”

She said pitiful, and after speaking, she went to Prince Jiulang's mouth as if she was soothing.

With such a warm fragrant nephrite taking the initiative to send it over, how could Wang Jiulang push it away, he hugged her and fell on the bed again.

According to his temperament, how can he let himself suffer, coaxing her obediently and kissingly, but his two hands don't stop.

Except for the last step, everything else that should be done and what should not be done was done.

The crowd outside listening to the corner of the wall froze for half the night, and did not hear the legendary creaking of the bed boards.

In the early morning of the next day, in a daze, Gu Chongyang felt that someone was hugging him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Wang Jiulang's eyebrows and starry eyes, handsome and unparalleled face.

"Kuro!" She smiled sweetly, reached out and put her arms around Wang Jiulang's neck, and imprinted a kiss on his lips.

Wang Jiulang took advantage of the situation and put his arms around her waist and let her cling to him.

The contrast between her softness and her strength and strength was stark and she was red-faced, and he enjoyed it extraordinarily.

"Did you sleep well?"

"Not good." Gu Chongyang remembered the absurdity of last night, shook his head with a hot face, and said, "I slept too late, I didn't sleep enough." ”

Wang Jiulang grabbed her earlobe and said charmingly: "Then let's continue to sleep." ”

Gu Chongyang's body softened, he quickly pushed him away, and immediately sat up: "That's not good, the second old lady and Mr. are still waiting for us to go to the tea." ”

She couldn't get out of bed on the first day she just entered the door, not to mention whether the second old lady and Mr. would not be used to it, but the revealing eyes of the people serving below could also make her die of shame.

"It's time to change your tune." Wang Jiulang was still lying down, pressed his face tightly against her waist, kissed the soft skin and said, "In the future, I should call the second grandfather and Mrs., huh?" ”

Gu Chongyang felt his body tremble, and he almost didn't sit still.