Pei Qiqi went back to the hotel suite first, and Tang Yu was helped in about two hours later.

The red of the room is like a flower candle in the ancient cave room.

In the red room of that room, his little Qiqi took off the outer shirt of the Chinese-style wedding dress, and only lay on the huge bed with a thin inside.

The green silk brushes the face, and the eyebrows are delicate and picturesque.

She fell asleep.

Tang Yu had drunk wine and his body was a little hot, but now his blood is even hotter.

Reaching out and pulling open the neckline, he took off his coat, leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Seven-seven." ”

Pei Qiqi turned over and looked at him with a small face......

Her little face had a touching flush, and her long eyelashes blinked slightly in the faint yellow light, dazzling with brilliance.

Tang Yu stretched out his hand to block her eyes, because it was too beautiful.

His voice was a little hoarse: "Seventy-seven." ”

Her little hands wrapped around his neck and she didn't say anything......

He lowered his head and kissed the corners of her lips shallowly, little by little.

It was so delicate that she wanted to cry, and her body wrapped around him, begging silently.

His warm breath after being slightly drunk also made her emotional, and called his name over and over again: "Tang Yu...... Tang Yu ......"

"Call husband." He bit her little ear, and his voice was elegant and good, and it had a touch of sultry meaning in such a late night.

Her gaze was watery, and she looked at him softly.

After a while, she barked flatteringly, like a kitten......

Tang Yu's eyes were deep.

Her thin undercoat couldn't hold him so devastated, hanging diagonally, her skin reflecting the snow, indescribably sultry.

Tang Yu supported himself with one arm, exhaled with difficulty, and looked at the tempting little thing under him.

"Qiqi, what should I do?" His fingers slowly caressed her rosy little mouth, and his voice was a little hoarse.

She looked at him innocently, and let him do whatever he wanted......

Tang Yu couldn't bear to kiss her, and his ten fingers held her savagely, not letting her struggle.

Her black hair spread hopelessly, like a desperate little beast......

The more she was like this, the hotter the blood in Tang Yu's whole body became, kissing her and rubbing her.

He took her little hand with a big palm and placed it on his belt.

She tucked her little hand, but while he kissed her coaxingly, he nimbly took her little hand and did something shameful......

Hibiscus face, night soul, nothing can stop Tang Yu from enjoying the tenderness of the wedding night.

After a long time, Pei Qiqi lay on the big red underwear, panting like a little beast.

The body was immediately pulled into a warm embrace, Tang Yu's chin was against her heart, and his voice was hoarse: "Qiqi, are you okay?" ”

Her little hand smacked him hard.

This scoundrel!

Tang Yu attached it to her ear, and his voice was slightly hoarse: "Go take a bath." Although he was happy for a short time, he never dared to indulge in anything.

The little girl who reached out to hug him walked towards the bathroom, Pei Qiqi screamed a little in fright, and his little hand hugged his neck, "Tang Yu!" ”

He was slightly drunk, and she was afraid of falling.

"Won't let go, little fool." Tang Yu was dumbfounded, lowered his head and kissed her little mouth.

Wedding night, mandarin duck bath, isn't there all?

Early in the morning, Pei Qiqi was woken up.

When I opened my eyes, I saw Tang Yu's magnified handsome face, kissing her carefully.

She hugged his head with some disgust and pushed him away, "It's always kissing, it's so annoying." ”

Tang Yu stopped, turned over, hugged her into his arms, touched her red lips with his fingers, and his voice was hoarse: "Last night, I don't know who kept calling my husband and begging me to kiss." ”