Chapter 227: You Have a Story, I Have Wine (53)
A sentence of "I know", the voice is weak, and the tone is even more reluctant to welcome, and he is free from the behavior of a beautiful man.
The corners of Mo Jiuhua's lips were silently hooked: "That...... The wife is going to break it today, and the husband is ready. ”
The two of them don't know when they were honest.
Listening to her words, Bai Shuyi's whole body was as hot as a furnace, and his hands and feet curled up slightly unconsciously.
"You...... No shame! ”
"Huh?"
Mo Jiuhua raised his eyebrows: "It's good to know that you are the one who is shy, if I am like you, then we will not be able to round the house in this life, it is estimated that we will know that we dare not take the initiative when the time comes." ”
"So, you are ashamed, and I am not ashamed, we complement each other and are a perfect match!"
Bai Shuyi looked at her suddenly, and almost wrote two big words in his eyes: crooked!
Mo Jiuhua, who understood what he meant, smiled: "Crooked reason is also reason, it's better than ignoring it, so ......"
In the next second, Bai Shuyi's eyes widened, his lips were pursed to the extreme, his body trembled, and the expression on his face was weird.
Immediately after, an uncontrollable soft moan continued to overflow from the lips of the confessional book.
Indoor temperatures are rising.
…… Out of control.
……
Mo Jiuhua and Bai Shuyi completed the wedding under the witness of several neighbors who were good friends on weekdays.
During this period, they also sprinkled candy and copper plates at the door, attracting children all over the street to come to the tavern.
Because the wedding was very simple, after eating and drinking, Mo Jiuhua sent them home.
After that, the two closed the door of the hall and went up to the second floor hand in hand.
After a tiring day, Mo Jiuhua took off his wedding clothes and underwear as soon as he entered the door, entered the bathtub, and closed his eyes comfortably.
Bai Shuyi, who was thrown aside: "......" hoo.
He took a deep breath, stared at Mo Jiuhua with a slightly red face, and then as if he had made up his mind, he also took off his clothes, and then moved them into the bathtub step by step.
“…… Cough. ”
Bai Shuyi coughed lightly, and lay down side by side with Mo Jiuhua stiffly.
It wasn't long before he began to get upset.
…… It's so dry.
“…… Ah Jiu. ”
"......" no one paid attention to him.
Bai Shuyi did not give up: "Ah Jiu? ”
"......" still ignored him.
Suddenly, a small voice came into Bai Shuyi's ears.
Suddenly turned his head, and what he saw was Mo Jiuhua, who was already asleep.
Regardless of being embarrassed and helpless, Bai Shuyi stared at the woman's sleeping face, and was stunned for a while.
For a moment, he couldn't help but raise his hand and caress her face, depicting it inch by inch.
Long.
Bai Shuyi suppressed the strangeness on his body, carefully stretched out his hand, and hugged the woman into his arms.
A happy smile tugged at his lips, and he closed his eyes as well, and fell asleep with the man in his arms.
……
It's just that the people in the house hugged each other and slept soundly, but the outside of the house experienced some things during this period.
Fu Junzhao went to the Laishi Tavern under the leadership of Qingluo, but saw that the door was closed, there were signs such as temporary closure hanging outside the door, and there were some leftover confetti and other things on the ground.
Look like this......
Qingluo felt bad at that time.
Sure enough, Fu Junzhao asked a neighbor about his hungry dog's legs, but learned that this morning, the owner of the Poetry Tavern and the storyteller had already married.
Fu Junzhao was okay, but Qingluo's whole person was like five thunderbolts, stupid there.
She didn't expect that they were still a step too late!