Yuan Yan stayed outside Changmo's dormitory until late at night, when everything was silent, and the closed door of the palace was opened.

A glimmer of light poured from the hall on the threshold, Yuan Yan was stunned for a moment, and then looked up to see Changmo standing there in a gilt piping black robe, and he looked at her with a smile in his eyes.

"Yan Yan." Changmo called to her and beckoned, "I'm fine." ”

Yuan Yan showed surprise on his face, and ran over and threw himself into his arms without thinking. She cried with joy: "Great, you're finally okay!" ”

God knows how nervous and scared she was waiting outside.

She looked at Changmo, still uneasy, and asked, "Is it really good?" ”

"Hmm......" Changmo scraped the bridge of her nose and said dotingly: "I don't lie to you." ”

Xu is Yuanyan was so worried that he forgot what he was doing, Changmo let her hold him and threw himself into his arms, "Yan Yan, don't forget what you promised me before." ”

He pinched Yuan Yan's jaw and was close to her, "You said you wanted to marry me." ”

“……”

Yuan Yan's eyes suddenly flickered, and the tails of his eyes were dyed with a faint red, looking a little shy.

She looked at Shang Changmo, and the next second she panicked away, and said "um" softly, and her voice was delicate: "I won't break my word." ”

*

The next day, the entire demon clan was lit up, and there were flying red silk everywhere.

Yuan Yan sat in front of the bronze mirror, surrounded by the demon maid who dressed her up, she looked at herself wearing a phoenix crown in the mirror, she didn't expect to marry Changmo so soon.

Although the time is rushing, the scene that should be there is not falling. Yuan Yan walked into the demon palace with the support of the maid.

The demon soldier with a spear stood solemnly, and the red carpet stretched to the end of the black abyss.

The deafening sound of drums sounded, with a cheerful rhythm, Yuan Yan stepped into the door of the temple, and saw Changmo, who was also wearing a red robe, standing there looking at her, and then stretched out his bony hand.

Yuan Yan put his hand into his palm, and Changmo's hand was warm, like a trickle enveloping her.

He led Yuan Yan step by step to the throne of the demon queen, and many people knelt down in the huge palace, and they bowed down again and again, showing absolute loyalty.

It was already night after the wedding, and the red candles burned in the dormitory, and the melted candle oil slipped down drop by drop.

Yuan Yan sat nervously on the edge of the bed, not daring to look at Changmo beside him.

She married herself in such a daze.

Changmo's palm was on the back of her hand, "Nervous? ”

"Hmmm......"

A low light laugh sounded in his ears, Yuan Yan's cheeks were slightly red, he glared at him, and said fiercely: "Don't laugh." ”

"......" Changmo couldn't help but laugh, rubbing his fingertips against the side of her face, and slowly approached her.

Yuan Yan's heart was beating like a drum, but he had to pretend to be calm.

Changmo was also nervous, after all, this was the person he had been thinking about for many years, but he couldn't show any clues.

His eyes darkened, his throat rolled, he held Yuan Yan's shoulder, and leaned over to hold the lip.

Yuan Yan's cheeks were crimson, and there was nowhere to put his hands, so he had to climb his neck in the end.

He swept the red dates and longan on the bed to the foot of the bed, and then put Yuan Yan on it, the big red curtain hung down, and the long Mo lay on it.

He suppressed and called her: "Yan Yan." ”

"Hmm......" Yuan Yan nodded shyly, not daring to look at him.

The slightly cool lips fell on his body, and soon after, a shallow voice came from the red luan's tent.

The woman in the tent is full of shyness, delicate eyes, sideburns and clouds are slightly chaotic and fragrant shoulders, her clothes are gradually open, and the peak color is difficult to hide.

Looking down with plum blossoms, the tent shadows are intertwined and swaying.

Yuan Yan sobbed in a low voice, and the blue arm stretched out of the tent, and at this time, Changmo's arm also stretched out, from the back of her hand into the fingers, held tightly, and then dragged it back.