Ling Fei didn't drink well, there were many bridesmaids and groomsmen blocking the wine, and after a noon, she only drank more than one glass of red wine, which was completely within her tolerance.

Song Tianmo drank a lot more than Ling Fei.

After the toast, his eyes were a little foggy, and he stumbled a little when he walked, and finally Ling Fei helped him into the presidential suite on the top floor.

"Hey, husband, you're so heavy!" Finally entering the living room, Ling Fei couldn't help but start muttering and complaining.

Most of the weight of Song Tianmo's body was pressed on Ling Fei's body, and Ling Fei was wearing high heels under his feet, and when he pressed him like this, his lower plate was unstable, and people who were not drunk stumbled when they walked, as if they were drunk.

finally helped Song Tianmo to the bedroom and walked to the edge of the bed, Zhengda breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to put Song Tianmo down, but Song Tianmo's whole person pressed down on her.

"Ahh

Ling Fei exclaimed, her apricot eyes widened, and her body involuntarily fell towards the bed behind her, and Song Tianmo also fell down without her support, pressing firmly on her body.

Ling Fei stroked his forehead.

I knew that she shouldn't have been reckless, and seeing that Song Tianmo didn't seem to have any problems, she said that she helped Song Tianmo up, and she didn't need the help of other people, let them go and have a good rest, and she already knew that she really should let them help.

There was an itching sensation in my chest.

Ling Fei couldn't cry or laugh.

Song Tianmo's posture of falling down was too good, her head fell right on her chest, and she was still swaying from side to side restlessly.

"Song Tianmo, get up!" Ling Feiqiao's face was slightly hot, and she reached out and pushed Song Tianmo's head, wanting to lift him away.

Song Tianmo's body is more vigorous than her, where can she push it away with such a gentle push, and the person buried in her chest is even more restless, not only the head is there, but also the hand is stretched out.

Ling Fei's heart raced.

I'm breathing a lot faster.

"Hurry up, you've crushed me, I'm out of breath." Ling Fei struggled away, unable to push Song Tianmo away, she simply wanted to get out from under his body.

Song Tianmo finally raised his head.

Ling Fei met his eyes.

Those eyes were extremely clear, with a scorching brilliance, where there was a hazy meaning of drunkenness just now.

Ling Fei was stunned.

"You're not drunk?"

"Of course not." Song Tianmo lay down beside her and looked at Ling Fei's pretty face with a smile; "Look down on your husband, today is our newlywed, how can I get drunk."

Ling Fei smiled and curled her lips.

She also turned sideways.

Holding his forehead with his hand, looking at Song Tianmo's handsome face, the eyes of the two intertwined in the air, and the slender and round fingertips supported the hairline, obviously just looking at each other, but it was enough to become the most bewitching drug for him.

"Fifi."

Song Tianmo leaned over, kissed her lightly on the lips, touched her slightly, and then kissed it again, like a chicken pecking rice, his eyes were full of love.

Ling Fei blushed slightly. His eyes didn't dodge, and he still continued to look at Song Tianmo, as if he couldn't get tired of looking at it.

Song Tianmo lightened several times, then lay down, and let Ling Fei lie down too: "I got up early this morning, I'm tired all day, I'll accompany you to rest and sleep for a while." ”

"Okay."

Ling Fei closed her eyes obediently, and her dark and slender eyelashes seemed to be combed closely, covering her lower eyelids, which was extremely beautiful.

Song Tianmo touched her face and closed her eyes.

Soon both of them fell asleep.

After sleeping for more than an hour, Ling Fei woke up, and when she opened her eyes, she saw that Song Tianmo had already woken up.