It was obviously his fault at first, but she tolerated him like this.

Her unstretched body was like a mussel, removing all her protection, leaving only the snow-white mussel flesh inside for him to dig.

She was so well-behaved, so he only felt a kind of reluctant distress, which came slowly and surging from the depths of his heart.

Su Zimo couldn't help but lower his head, the corners of his forehead touched hers, he closed his eyes, he hoarsely voiced, and said slowly: "Ah Luo, you shouldn't ......"

You shouldn't be so nice to him.

In this way, it will only fuel his willfulness and arrogance.

Mu Lingluo met his eyes that implied forbearance and pain, and smiled slightly, his smile was bright and bright, like the brightest sunshine in June, which made people only feel the warmth of melting.

"Amo, as I said, we are husband and wife. Husband and wife, husband and wife, only a husband can have a wife...... From now on, you can tell me anything......"

Don't hold everything to yourself.

She didn't know what was going on in his heart, but since he didn't want to say it, she wouldn't ask.

But she would wait, waiting for him to tell her someday.

Su Zimo read such information from her eyes, he pursed his thin lips, his face sank slightly, and his body finally moved uncontrollably.

As he moved, his dark eyes gripped her tightly, as if to draw her tightly into the depths of his own eyes.

When he got to the back, Su Zimo had already easily lifted Mu Lingluo's legs, allowing himself to get closer to her body, he didn't want to get too far away from her, this feeling of filling made his own heart full, and he wouldn't have the feeling of emptiness in the past.

The dim candlelight sprinkled in through the red tent, covering Mu Lingluo's picturesque eyebrows, Su Zimo looked at her constant gasping and sometimes tears because of herself, looking at her confused appearance because of his wanton entry, and there was a moving melody in her ears.

Whether it is the sound of the two people in physical contact, or the sound of water in the body; Whether it was Mu Lingluo's light and heavy voices, slow and urgent, or his own low gasping voice.

All of this makes for an obsessive feeling on this opportune night.

Su Zimo has been in a state of fasting since he opened the meat, and now he tastes the meat again, although he has lost the initial youth and excitement, but it is also difficult to express his excitement.

Finally, Mu Lingluo and Su Zimo faced each other, he gently raised his hand, brushed the hair from her ears to the side, looked at her red cheeks, and hazy eyes, Su Zimo said softly: "Ah Luo, today, I am very happy." ”

Mu Lingluo was stunned, and then slowly bent his eyes, bending a beautiful arc, "Ah Mo, I'm also very happy." ”

What is there to be happy with the person you love?

It is the wish of any woman to be able to marry the person she likes. It is also a man's luck to be able to marry the lover of his heart!

Su Zimo kissed the corners of her sweaty eyes and whispered in her ear, "Ah Luo...... Bear me a baby! ”

Mu Lingluo was stunned, it wasn't that she didn't want to have a child similar to Ah Mo, or that she was actually looking forward to it. It's just that she held Su Zimo's face and said a little tangled: "But, I'm only sixteen years old......"

She's still young!

Mu Lingluo used to set the age of giving birth to a child at the age of twenty-two, and the child was born too early, which was not very good for a woman's body. Now, because of the different times and the world, Mu Lingluo also plans to have a child at the age of eighteen.

Su Zimo closed her eyes, kissed the corners of her soft mouth, and whispered in her ear, "...... I want a child who looks exactly like you, Ah Luo......"

Since Ah Luo didn't want to give birth, he wouldn't be reluctant.

He's just, really too much to have a child with Aluo.

His charming breath, which touched her sensitive earlobes, made her tremble all over, and there was a reaction below, which made Su Zimo can't help but snort.

Mu Lingluo heard the longing in Su Zimo's voice, and she remembered Su Zimo's life experience mentioned by Princess Min in the past. He actually has no sense of belonging, although the queen treats him well, even closer than his biological mother, but Emperor Devin is not very good to him......

Moreover, she also remembered that Su Zimo was very fond of the little emperor and grandson, and even loved Liang'er very much.

Ah Mo, in fact, I want to really have a home!

After a long time, Mu Lingluo couldn't help but sigh, "Okay." Amo, I want a baby! ”

When Su Zimo heard this, he couldn't help but be stunned.

He originally thought that since Ah Luo didn't want children, he didn't want them, but he didn't think that she would change her mind. “…… Ah Luo? ”

"If we have a child," Mu Lingluo chuckled softly, "then, in the future, we will be a real little family." You should be a strict father, and I will be a loving mother...... Hmmm......"

But she didn't finish the rest of her words, so she asked Su Zimo to block it back.

This time, his movements were extremely meticulous, without the roughness of the rush, and he was extremely patient.

Even the movements are no longer heavy, but extremely gentle, nine shallow and one deep, gently and slowly filling her.

This extreme gentleness surprised Mu Lingluo at the same time, but she was almost overwhelmed by this surging pleasure, just like waves, surging over in waves, almost drowning her.

In fact, Su Zimo has always been domineering in his bones in this kind of thing, even if he sometimes takes care of it, he is not as delicate and gentle as this moment.

Mu Lingluo couldn't help but look at Su Zimo, and when he saw the beads of sweat on his forehead, he couldn't help but raise his lips and smile slightly.

The golden dragon and phoenix are wrapped around the wedding candles, and the bright firelight occasionally makes a burst sound, and you can faintly see the intertwined people from the red tent that is put down.

The moon outside the window seemed to be shy at this moment, and quietly hid behind the blowing clouds, revealing only half of the disc's face.

It wasn't until midnight later that the sound inside stopped, Su Zimo opened the red tent, looked back at Mu Lingluo, who was already tired and fainted, and his black hair was messily spread on the pillow, intertwined with his long hair, just like the legendary knotted hair.

Su Zimo's eyes softened slightly, he kissed her forehead, put on a dress, went outside to bring a basin of hot water in, twisted the handkerchief, and gently wiped her clean.

Maybe it was because he was too tired, Mu Lingluo didn't move at all from beginning to end, and let him fiddle.

After taking care of the two of them, Su Zimo lay down beside her, took her into his arms, and an inaudible voice sounded in the room: "Ah Luo, thank you." ”