The Yang Mansion was full of lights, and the people were very busy.

Yang Zhi walked among the many guests with a spring face.

Although this is not the first time he has been married, it is the one he is looking forward to very much.

Who would have thought that he originally wanted to marry Meng Niang, but who knows, but he "encountered" a heart-pounding woman.

In order to win her heart, he even sent several concubines and wives from the family.

It's just because the new love said "only do the main room"!

The laughter and laughter in the main hall are endless, and the wedding room is ...... But it's surprisingly quiet—

The bride, whose face was covered by the big red hijab, had been sitting on the edge of the bed for half an hour.

It doesn't move, it's like a stone statue!

Perhaps because he was too excited, Yang Zhi was so drunk that his face was red and full of alcohol, and he was "sent" into the wedding room surrounded by several subordinates!

Squinting his hazy eyes, Yang Zhi closed the door with his backhand.

One step and three shakes, drunken eyes gradually forced towards the bride -

"Baby! Wait a long time......" As he spoke, Yang Zhi reached out and untied his fiery red shirt, threw it casually, and walked a few steps with staggering steps, "Hehe...... This is the ...... for the husband."

The smell of wine in the mouth is so bad that even the aromatherapy in the house can't hide its smell.

Just as Yang Zhi pounced on him like a hungry tiger, the bride flashed quickly.

He pounced directly, looked at the red-clad beauty beside him with a bit of drunkenness, and raised his hand to tear off the hijab.

The obsessive eyes suddenly reflected the bride's stunning face and the seductive smile that appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Huh...... Shy? ”

The bride didn't speak, just looked at this drunk person in a daze, and her eyes like stars suddenly flashed a trace of coldness.

And Yang Zhi, who was immersed in joy, did not find anything unusual.

The more the bride dodged, the more he felt that she was trying to get away with her.

The man's desire to challenge was easily provoked by her-

"Baby, don't hide......"

"Brother will be gentle with your ......"

"Baby—"

Although Yang Zhi pounced every time, he still did not give up, for him, the woman in front of him was full of freshness.

He wants to conquer her and make her obedient to be his exclusive "little sheep".

Looking at the more evasive beauty, Yang Zhi's misty eyes wandered between her proud twin peaks, and the corners of her mouth provoked a touch of arc, "Little naughty...... Don't make a fuss......"

“…… I don't believe it, I can't catch you little goblin......"

In the next second, Yang Zhi pounced again, but the bride didn't dodge again, her back to him, and her face was shy.

With a hint of anger on his cheeks, he poked his chest with his slender hand, and said coquettishly, "You are so annoying, although you are married, no one knows whether you love me or not!" ”

For Yang Zhi, who has been in love for many years, he can still handle this bit of pediatrics.

The warm big hand wrapped around the woman's slender waist, buried his head in her neck, and bit her earlobe in an extremely ambiguous posture, "Of course I love you...... What do you still suspect until now? ”

For such a move, a trace of disgust flashed in the woman's eyes.

Turning around, he slowly pushed Yang Zhi away, and muttered with a small mouth, "That'...... How much do you love me? ”

“…… Love it so much! ”

"How much love is love?"

Where would Yang Zhi have thought that she would have so many questions, she had avoided him for so long just now, and now she asked some inexplicable questions, and her patience had been half worn out by her.

Now he just wants to "eat" this little goblin quickly, and he doesn't want to stay on those meaningless questions