"People are floating in the rivers and lakes, how can they not be stabbed, they will be cut down with a knife, but they will not be cut, and the waves will be ......."

The moon is the brightest moon, the night is the thickest night, the wind is the most refreshing wind, if there is no earth-shattering song of ghosts and gods, tonight can be regarded as a beautiful autumn night.

"Ge'er, stop singing......" Xiao Mochen held his forehead and said helplessly over and over again.

The drunken Lige had a lot of strength, and his hands tightly hugged the pillars on the corridor, no matter how Xiao Mochen broke it, he couldn't break it, for fear of hurting her too hard, Xiao Mochen buckled it for a while, and when he saw that he couldn't buckle her hand, he let her go.

The lights of the five gardens of King Chen's Mansion were lit one after another, and even the bright moon hid in the thick clouds, which shows the strong penetration of this song.

Gradually, the magic sound became quieter.

"Xiao Mochen, I'm thirsty." Sticking out his tongue and licking his dry lips, Lige squinted, let go of the pillar, and slowly moved to Xiao Motian, grabbing his sleeve pitifully and muttering.

"I owe you all my life." Xiao Mochen put on his coat, twisted up the black hair scattered on his chest and put it behind him, complaining while gently picking up Lige.

As soon as he approached Lige, a smell of wine came to his face, Xiao Mochen frowned, and he was very unhappy.

How much alcohol was drunk? It seems that after you get married, you will have to place a ban on alcohol in the house to treat you.

Xiao Mochen raised his eyebrows angrily at the confused woman in his arms, then chuckled lightly and walked straight to the room.

If it was in the past, Xiao Mochen would definitely want to avoid suspicion, because it was about the reputation of Lige, but in a few hours, the emperor's decree on marriage would go down to the Prime Minister's Mansion, and he would carry his wife into the room, who would dare to say anything?

Gently put Lige on the bed, Xiao Mochen squatted down and took off her shoes, then got up and straightened her body, pulled the quilt down her chest, and gently patted her hand twice before turning around and going out.

A few words to the guards who were keeping vigil outside, and after a while, two women dressed as maidservants entered the door, one holding a teacup and the other holding a basin, waving their hands, Xiao Mochen asked them to put down their things, and sent them down.

Xiao Mochen brought a cup of tea, and after trying the tea temperature, he sat at the head of the bed, picked up Lige and leaned on his arms, and said softly: "Ge'er, tea is here."

Lige only felt that his brain was buzzing all the time, his eyelids were very heavy, and he couldn't open them, but his throat burned badly, and the hot feeling when he smelled the fragrance of tea became even stronger.

In a hurry, Lige finally pulled up his eyelids, and when he saw the teacup on his lips, he immediately grabbed it and drank it all in one gulp.

Carefully wiping off the corners of her mouth, Xiao Mochen took the cup and asked, "Do you want more?"

Lige nodded.

went back and forth like this, and drank all the tea in one go.

"Is it uncomfortable?" Xiao Mochen sat back on the bed, hugged Lige and asked.

Xu is because the tea has a sobering effect, Lige feels much refreshed, she hummed and chirped and leaned on Xiao Mochen's arms, stretched out her hand to twist his hanging ink hair, she curled around her fingers, and her eyes were watery: "People don't want to drink, they are chasing the wind."

"Hmph, if you don't want to, who else can force you?" Xiao Mochen said angrily.

Why do you like such an injustice, and if you don't look at it strictly, you have to do something for me.

The corners of Xiao Mochen's mouth sank, he reached out to pick up the wrung out towel, lifted Lige's chin with one finger, and carefully wiped her face.

wiped his face, Lige sobered up a lot, peeked at Xiao Mochen, and found that he might be angry, his eyes rolled around, and suddenly he screamed "oops".

Xiao Mochen's hand trembled, thinking that he was hurting her too hard, so he hurriedly removed his hand and asked, "What's wrong?"

stared at her with a serious expression, and slowly, Xiao Mochen found that her eyes were filled with circles of affection, rippling like a babbling stream with peach blossoms in March.

The peach-blossom-like eyes blinked twice, and Lige said, "Xiao Mochen, how come you have a handful of soil in your hand."

Hearing this, Xiao Mochen threw the towel back into the basin, spread his hands, looked at it seriously, frowned, and asked puzzledly: "No, where is the soil?"

Lige grinned and touched his chin and said, "If you don't have soil in your hands, then how can I plant it in your hands?"

Xiao Mochen was stunned for a moment before he understood the meaning of her words, and he didn't know how to react for a while, just looked at her blankly and listened to her continue.

"Xiao Mochen, do you know anything in the world that is sweeter than a sugar gourd?" Lige asked with big eyes in the eyes of the water spirit.

Shaking his head, Xiao Mochen said he didn't know.

A touch of cunning flashed in Lige's eyes, and the whole person raised his head, pursed his lips and rubbed his lip flap, and then stuck out his tongue and licked it quickly.

Leaned back into his arms, licked his lips and smiled, "You."

The green tendons on his forehead jumped, looking at the complacent little woman in his arms, Xiao Mochen's eyes darkened a little.

This day is dry and dry, how can she still light the fire so unscrupulously.

Hooking her head, Xiao Mochen kissed her deeply, and the shallow aroma of wine instantly overflowed the lips and teeth of the two.

"If you dare to tease me again, you don't have to wait for the candle night in the cave room, I will correct you on the spot now." After a long time, he let go of Lige and stared greedily at her blushing face, Xiao Mochen's voice was slightly hoarse because it did not calm down after the deep kiss, revealing a strong lust.

After drinking, Lige felt that there was an intoxicating sweetness in the air, his body and mind were uncontrollable, he hooked Xiao Mo's neck tightly, sprayed all the hot breath on his neck, and only said four words: "I can't ask for it."

With a slight shock to her body, Xiao Mochen turned over, supported her head, put her back on the bed, and walked down, her fingertips gently rubbing her delicate earlobes, and the ink in her eyes was surging.

How is this person grinding and chirping, do whatever you want to do quickly.

Lige was blushing inexplicably by Xiao Mochen's eyes, so he simply turned his face away, stiffened and didn't dare to look at him.

There was a gauze lamp on the table in the room, and the red candle in it was shrouded in a veil of rippling light, and the halo was warm, as if it was about to overflow, and Li Ge stared at the warm light, and gradually closed his eyes.

In a daze, she felt the straps of her robe untied, a pair of hot palms caressing her waist, and finally, a hoarse and somewhat demagogic voice lingered in her ears: "But only three days, I can wait......"

The next day, the genius was clear, and Lige was sleeping in a daze when he was picked up, the man twisted the veil and wiped her face, and put her in his arms to change her clothes and shoes, everything was cleaned up, and then he whispered: "Ge'er, wake up, it's time for you to go home." ”

patted his mouth and yawned, Lige softly hooked Xiao Mochen's neck, leaned on his arms, and said angrily: "I'm dizzy, you hug me."

Xiao Mochen smiled and responded: "Hug."

Ignoring the eyes of the passers-by, Xiao Mochen hugged Lige to the door of the mansion.

Xiaobei yawned a long time, and had already prepared the carriage and waited outside, never thinking that there was a man with bare arms squatting next to the carriage.

Afraid that Lige would see the black and spicy-eyed flesh, Xiao Mochen hurriedly turned around, his head was slightly off, his voice was cold, and he asked, "Is this the case?" ”