Leng Yue stared at everything in front of her, the dazzling red had become the color of her eyes at this moment.

Leng Yue had a big man's face, but the villain in her heart panicked.

What is this little demon doing?

Ye Jiuchen glanced at Leng Yue with gentle eyebrows, and then led her onto the red carpet in front of her.

The cold moon has an illusion.

It seems that at the wedding scene, the old father took his daughter's hand and sent it to the groom.

Ye Jiuchen didn't know the messy thoughts in Leng Yue's mind, but he was cautious, firmly holding Leng Yue's hand, and came to the center of the pavilion.

On the stone table in the pavilion, I don't know when the wine and food have been arranged, and two red candles are lit in the middle.

The candle flame flickered, and the jumping flames were like the light under Ye Jiuchen's eyes.

Leng Yue panicked even more.

But her face was silent, and she let Ye Jiuchen place her on the stone bench, and then watched Ye Jiuchen walk to the opposite position and sit down.

Ye Jiuchen personally opened the wine jar, and the aroma of plum fragrance instantly came to his nose.

poured a glass of wine for Leng Yue and himself, and then handed Leng Yue a glass.

Leng Yue took it calmly, but finally didn't collapse, and asked.

"What do you want to do?"

Ye Jiuchen smiled, raised his head and drank the wine, then came to Leng Yue and knelt on one knee.

Cold Moon: "......"

"Yue'er!"

Ye Jiuchen spoke, and his voice was like sandpaper, rough and coarse, but it was fatal sex and sensuality.

"In the mountains and forests, by the waterhole, I saw you for the first time.

In the capital, in the Drunken Immortal Building, we met again.

I won't go into detail or elaborate on what happened later, but those pictures and scenes seem to be engraved in my bone marrow and flowing in my blood, and they have long become a part of my body.

Before I met you, I didn't know that there was another person in this world who could make me willing to give up everything and protect it.

After I got to know you, I realized that what my mother said to me when I was a child was right.

She said that I would definitely meet a woman who would fill my heart with her, who would make me forget hatred and make me look at it as if it were my life.

Yue'er, do you know that woman is you. ”

Leng Yue listened to Ye Jiuchen's words quietly, watching the breeze unscrupulously dye his black and thick hair like ink, dancing softly in mid-air.

His eyes were deep and dark, faintly shining with a mysterious and dull light like obsidian.

But at the center of that light, there was only one person.

Ye Jiuchen stared at Leng Yue with a reverent expression, and no one knew it better than himself.

From the first time he saw Leng Yue, in his eyes, he could no longer fit other women.

"Yue'er, although my father has given me a marriage, I still ask you to tell you these words in person."

As he spoke, Ye Jiuchen took out a white jade wrench from his arms and handed it to Leng Yue.

"This wrench was given to me by my mother before she died, and she said that if I met that woman one day, I would give it to her with my own hands.

Yue'er, in this life, I only want to protect you alone, are you willing to be with me, with me, the yellow spring, and no regrets? ”

Ye Jiuchen finished speaking affectionately, and looked straight at Leng Yue.

Only he knows how fast his heart is beating at the moment.

It's almost there, like a trapped mad beast, rampage, trying to find an exit.

Leng Yue was still the usual expressionless look, and she also stared at Ye Jiuchen, as if she wanted to see something from Ye Jiuchen's face.

The air, for a while, was a little quiet.

Only a breeze blew by, and the candle flame on the table jumped and swayed, unwilling to be left cold.

Leng Yue never thought that one day, she would be proposed.

Thinking of her days in the army, her comrades-in-arms laughed at her for being a woman, and I am afraid that no man will dare to accept her in this life, and she will die alone.

Leng Yue didn't care at all at that time, who said that women must have to find a husband?

Wouldn't it be nice to live alone?

But I didn't expect that after waking up, I came to a strange world.

The encounter with Ye Jiuchen was also so unexpected.

She had been thinking about why she was so unlucky, so she woke up without dying and wore such an era of no electricity, no network, no guns and no guns.

But at this moment, looking at the picture of Ye Jiuchen kneeling on one knee in front of her, holding a wrench, she seemed to understand.

It turned out that God asked her to come to this world just to see him.

Leng Yue took a deep breath, then pursed her lips, snatched the wrench in Ye Jiuchen's hand without saying a word, and put it on her hand with a thunderous momentum.

The white jade wrench that was supposed to be on the thumb was dangling on the ring finger.

Ye Jiuchen was a little confused by Leng Yue's series of operations.

It's okay to grab it yourself, after all, Leng Yue has that temperament.

But what is the stalk on the ring finger?

After thinking about it, Leng Yue had already raised her hand with a wrench, shook it in front of Ye Jiuchen, and then warned fiercely:

"From now on, there can only be one opposite sex by your side, I don't care if you will be an emperor or a beggar in the future, if you dare to find a little wife, I will even twist off the skull of you and the little wife, and drink the soup ......"

Before Leng Yue's words could be finished, he saw Ye Jiuchen leaning forward coldly and blocking Leng Yue's mouth with his lips.

The rest of the words were drowned in a quiet kiss.

Leng Yue held a pair of bright and clear eyes, looking at Ye Jiuchen's magnified face in front of him.

He closed his eyes slightly, his curled eyelashes trembling slightly, revealing a dense shadow under his eyes.

For a moment, Leng Yue only felt as if her heart was being grabbed by an invisible hand, and she had the illusion of suffocation.

This discomfort made Leng Yue frown slightly, wanting to push the person in front of her away, but Ye Jiuchen seemed to have sensed her intentions in advance, and her big hand had already been raised, firmly clasping the back of her head, forcing the lips and teeth of the two to fit tightly.

The kiss, like a flash flood, is overwhelming and unstoppable.

Leng Yue found that today's Ye Jiuchen was very different, she instinctively put her hands on his chest, but through the clothes, she could still feel the frenzied beating heart inside.

Puff - Puff - Puff - Puff -

All at once, it gradually merged with her heartbeat rate.

Leng Yue's brain became more and more blank, and the IQ that had always occupied the high ground would make her son disappear without a trace.

Her whole person was carried by Ye Jiuchen to the rhythm, sinking little by little, falling into his delicate and dense kisses.

Gradually, Leng Yue found that she could no longer breathe, as if her lungs were about to explode in the next second.

Ye Jiuchen also seemed to notice Leng Yue's strange appearance, and opened his eyes lightly, and the deep bottom of his eyes immediately reflected Leng Yue's damp and red cheeks.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but hook up a slanting and arrogant arc.

Cold Moon, who had regained her breath, instinctively raised her head, revealing her slender and white neck like a swan.

She only felt like a stranded fish, and she could only open her mouth wide and breathe desperately to avoid death.

Ye Jiuchen's eyes darkened.

In the next second, the thin lips had already fallen on the fair skin of her neck.

The kiss with the aroma of condensation, mixed with the scorching waves, made Leng Yue's body begin to shrink slightly in this cold and scorching heat.

The kiss, all the way down, was like a tinder, and everywhere he went, he brought up a flame that was full of fire, instantly igniting the two of them.

It's dark and the moon is cold.

The night is deep and people are not quiet.

……

Inside the Yilan Palace.

Dye Li has been served by the palace maids, washed, and changed into clothes.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, his hands intertwined, constantly rubbing up and down.

The dormitory was very quiet, and you could hear the pins dropping.

In the silence, there was a sudden sound of footsteps, and Dye Li was startled, and his hands subconsciously clenched the satin sheets beside him.

His eyes involuntarily looked in the direction where the voice came from.

In a moment, a bright yellow figure came into view.

Although Yelan has reached the age of not being confused, the whole person is still plump and handsome, and the heroism between her eyebrows and eyes seems to be innate.

Whether it is Ye Jiuchen or Ye Sibai, although their temperaments are different, it is undeniable that each one is handsome and beautiful.

And Ye Lan, as their father, will naturally not be inferior.

Maybe it's because he has been in a high position for many years, so he inevitably has a little alienation and indifference, and even between his eyebrows, there is a trace of evil spirit.

It feels high above and out of reach.

And at this moment, this man, who is the emperor of a country, has unloaded all the indifference and alienation, nobility and indifference on his body, gazing at himself gently, and coming towards himself.

Dye was stunned, then lowered his eyes, got up to face Ye Lan, and leaned over.

"Slave, I've seen the emperor......"

Before he could finish speaking, Ye Lan's hand had already touched Dyeli's arm and pulled the person up.

Dye Li's eyes flashed, and then he stumbled under his feet, and his body leaned towards Ye Lan's body.

The warm fragrant nephrite was in her arms, but Ye Lan didn't move, just stared at Dye Li with a pair of bottomless eyes.

Seeing this, Dye Li hurriedly wanted to withdraw from Yelan's embrace.

"The Emperor Forgives His Sins ......"

However, Yelan didn't give her this opportunity at all, and directly took someone and fell heavily on the bed.

Behind him was the bed, Dye Li was below, Ye Lan was on top, and the two of them fell up.

In an instant, Dyeli's heart beat faster, his breathing was a little short, and his white and delicate cheeks were already dyed with a pretty red.

Yelan leaned over and propped one hand on the side of Dyeli's ear, condescending.

Maybe the momentum on Ye Lan's body was too strong, and her brain was a little scared for a while, but she forced herself to calm down, desperately remembering what Leng Yue said to her.

Since the beginning, Yelan hadn't said a word to her, not even her name.

Is he so direct, ungentle, going to take the next step?

No!

No way!