"The furniture?" No matter how you look at it, it's all handmade, and the furnishings inside are the scenes from a picture she drew when she was a child.

"I made it myself."

"So much!" It was all done by the War King alone? Wouldn't that have been done for a long time?

"If you like it."

"Xiao Jiu, our wedding was ruined last time, are we holding one together?"

"I'm all ready, just waiting for my dear bride to speak." After the man finished speaking, he looked at Feng Jiuge, just a few days of going out early and returning late was just planning for their wedding.

"You're all set. What else can I say? ”

"Great!" The war king excitedly picked up the person and spun around a few times.

"Father, don't turn around, my mother will faint!" The words that ruined the atmosphere came, and the face of the war king darkened.

Viciously glanced in Mu Qing's direction, Mu Qing felt an unkind gaze, and hurriedly ran away with Bao'er in his arms, shouting as he ran: "It's your son who is coming, and it has nothing to do with me." ”

Sooner or later, a belated wedding will come. People who are destined will eventually come together.

"I said, Lord Wang, people are lively when they hold a wedding, and there are hundreds of tables of banquets, you are good, not only came to the suburbs, but also invited these dozens of tables of people, you have lost your identity as the king of war." Mu Qing quipped while drinking.

"It's good to have the blessing of the closest person to get married, how can there be so many things."

"For us, you are the most important people, and it is okay to have your blessings, and it doesn't matter if other people have false blessings or not." It's rare for the king of war all day long to always have a smile on his face.

"That's right!"

"We won't get drunk tonight!" Mu Qing watched the battle king speak, Feng Jiuming, Li Gongzi, and Ling Feng glanced at each other, and they all saw unconvincing in each other's eyes.

"His Royal Highness the War King, my sister, it hasn't been long since I got it back, and I was married by you, should you show it." As soon as Feng Jiuming finished speaking, he saw the battle king Lisuo raise his head and drink three cups.

He knew that Jiuli and Jiuming loved Xiao Jiu very much. It is inevitable that there is some discomfort in my heart.

He was willing to drink.

"Big brother, second brother, Xiao Jiu, you can rest assured that you will leave it to me, I will definitely protect Xiao Jiu."

"In this life, where Xiao Jiu is and where I am, life and death are the same." It's just that a commitment is a responsibility, and it is also his willingness.

"Remember what you say, or we won't let you go." Feng Jiu left his mouth, Xiao Jiu's life was too hard and tired, he was originally a carefree county lord, and he should have grown up under everyone's care, but Xiao Jiu became a helpless and unaccompanied child within a few days of birth.

"Of course, if I can't do it, I'll just let myself go." The topic seemed to weigh heavily at that moment.

Ling Feng glanced at a few people: "On a big day, it's not fun to drink this." ”

"Here, drink this!" As he spoke, he took out a large jar of wine.

If you don't get drunk with him, he will feel uncomfortable in his heart!

Today's wedding, the temper of the war king can be said to be very good, no matter how difficult others are, he responds with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

It was until midnight.

The War King is already drunk. And almost all the people on the other side drank down, except for Ling Feng.

Ling Feng sat there quietly from beginning to end, and when everyone was drunk, Ling Feng walked to the side of the War King with a wine glass: "Lord Wang, although Xiao Jiu married you, it doesn't mean that I have given up. ”

"Once I have the opportunity, I will take Xiao Jiu away, even if Xiao Jiu wants to go with you at that time, I will never let go!"

"You're not going to have this chance." picked up the wine glass and drank it all: "Senior brother is free, I'm going to accompany Xiao Jiu." With that, he turned and left.

Ling Feng looked at the empty wine glass, a triumphant smile on the corner of his mouth.

In the new house, although it was not the first time to get married, this time was Feng Jiuge's most nervous time, because this was their wedding night, unlike the last wedding night, she left.

Tonight, it means something is going to happen.

What to do? Thinking of this, I was still quite nervous.

The sound of greeting An outside, and a somewhat messy footsteps came, and Feng Jiu Ge knew that the War King was coming. At that moment, Feng Jiu Ge had never felt nervous in his heart.

The war king, who was full of alcohol, opened the door and saw Feng Jiu Ge sitting quietly on the edge of the bed.

Feng Jiu Ge lowered her head and saw a pair of feet stopped in front of her from under the hijab. The hand under the sleeve tightened unconsciously, and after waiting for a long time, the man just stood there, motionless, Feng Jiuge moved slightly to see what the man was doing? The hijab covered his vision, and Feng Jiu Ge looked up to remove the hijab.

Someone grabbed on the wrist.

"Well, it's my business." The man's deep voice fell, and then the hijab was lifted, and the face of the War King came into view.

The man looked at Feng Jiuge's face for a long time, then suddenly turned around and picked up the wine on the table.

One cup per person, handed it to Feng Jiuge.

"You're drinking like this, still drinking?" Saying that, Feng Jiu Ge took away all the two glasses of wine, and drank them all with his head up.

The war king smiled a little helplessly: "Xiao Jiu, this is a glass of wine, why did you drink it?" Feng Jiuge, who had taken a sip of wine, successfully choked.

Her face was slightly red, how did she know that this was a glass of wine?

It's not the first time I've gotten married, but I haven't reached this step before.

The man turned and poured two more glasses of wine.

The two exchanged glasses and drank.

The king of war put away the cup and sat next to Feng Jiuge, playing with the woman's fingers, Feng Jiuge looked at the king of war who was having fun playing with her fingers, and was a little puzzled.

Are her hands playful? But I wasn't so nervous anymore. Of course, Feng Jiu Ge didn't know that the reason why the War King did this was because he felt that she was too nervous, and wanted to use this to make her relax.

"Lord Wang, do you want to prepare a bowl of sobering soup?"

Feeling that the woman in front of him was not as nervous as she was just now, the War King held Feng Jiuge's hand tightly.

"No, Xiao Jiu, I'm not drunk, I just can't believe it, you're finally mine!" It's completely his, and he can't run away.

"Little Nine ······" The man looked at Feng Jiu Ge and slowly approached.

A moment later, Feng Jiu Ge looked at the angry man sitting in the chair with a smile on his face.

At this time, the war king's face was pale, and his heart was full of helplessness, he just wanted to live a peaceful and ordinary wedding night. Why is it so hard?

He couldn't do anything just now!

Think about it, the War King figured it out, it must have been Ling Feng's person!

Ya, it's really despicable~~

Looking at the woman who was smiling happily on the side, the corners of the war king's mouth were slightly hooked: "Xiao Jiu, are you very happy?" ”