Yan Mingxi squeezed Yan Nanchao's shoulders and lowered his voice and laughed in his ear.

"Brother Seven Emperors, I don't know if you have heard the truth that it is difficult to recover when covered with water?"

Is it a shame to be like this?

Yan Nanchao's whole body shook violently, and his pupils constricted. It's like being poured cold water on his head, and the long night is long, and even his blood is frozen into ice!

"Yan Feng Sleeps ——!!"

His eyes were red, and he yelled the name.

Since then, he has completely lost her......

……

"Squeak-"

Su Yan moved his eyelashes and yawned quietly under the hijab.

The beaded curtain was lifted and made a crunchy sound.

Immediately after, there were familiar footsteps.

"Lord Wang—"

"Let's all go down."

From the first moment he came in, Yan Fengmian's gaze was tightly locked on Su Yan's body, and he could no longer move a single bit.

The candle flame flickered, and the warm yellow light reflected on her red dress.

She sat quietly on the edge of the bed, with the big red word of joy and red silk behind her.

Yan Feng was nervous for a while, and his Adam's apple shook slightly.

The clear face was dyed with warmth.

"Why don't you come?"

Su Yan chuckled, and the lazy tone passed from under the hijab to Yan Fengmian's ears.

Like a feather, his heart trembled.

"Just, just come here......"

Yan Fengmian's voice was very soft, and he could vaguely feel the tension in his voice, and the person who was silently showing off in front of Yan Nanchao was like two people.

Su Yan curled her lips.

I felt a piece sink around me.

Reminder: "Hijab." ”

Almost as soon as she said a word, Yan Feng slept for a while.

Su Yan laughed secretly, what's wrong with this person today? Didn't you behave well during the day?

Yan Fengmian's fingertips trembled slightly, and he slowly stretched out his hand, little by little, lifting the hijab.

First the delicate chin, the red and full lips, then the straight nose, until a pair of narrow eyeliner and smiling eyes.

The four eyes are facing each other –

Yan Fengmian's eyes were in a trance for a moment, he breathed very lightly, touched his fingers against Su Yan's cheek, and asked, "I'm not dreaming, right?" ”

"What do you say?"

Su Rou Waner.

She picked up a glass of wine and stuffed it into Yan Fengmian's hand, and picked up another glass herself.

Spicy liquor, burning throat.

Yan Fengmian's gaze moved downward, and landed on Su Yan's lips, which were more and more moist and full because of the wine.

I don't know why, but I just felt a surge of heat.

With a dizzy head, he held Su Yan's hand and smiled a little silly.

Su Yan chuckled, his fingers playing with a strand of black hair hanging down his side, circling around, his tone lazy and seductive.

"My Second Highness, are you going to sit like this all night?"

Yan Fengmian was stunned, his warm eyes were at a loss, "I ......"

He was embarrassed, he only knew to hold Su Yan's hand and muttered, "I won't ......"

Su Yan's eyes lit up, and he fell into Yan Fengmian's arms with a smile.

Asked: "Then you say, am I your first woman?" ”

Yan Fengmian was so asked by Su Yan's straightforward words that even his breath seemed to be burning, but he still nodded seriously, "Well, it's the only one." ”

"Tsk-"

Su Yan got up, reached out and pushed Yan Fengmian into the bed, she knelt on the side of the bed with one leg bent, leaned over and kissed his thin lips.

"For your cuteness, I'll teach you—"

"Hmm......"

The red curtain embroidered with a picture of a hundred sons and a thousand grandchildren slowly closed, and a snow-white slender hand occasionally peeked out of the fluttering tent.