The sky swirled.

Lian Mei fell on the happy bed.

At the bottom are peanuts, longan, lotus seeds, and red dates.

On his body is a 'young man' wearing a red wedding robe with a handsome and drunk face.

“…… It's wrong again. ”

Fenghua's eyes were half-closed, and the mellow smell of wine when he spoke covered the lotus charm, and his voice was low and frivolous.

"Lian'er, how do you want to be punished?"

Lian Mei was slightly shocked in her heart, and said quietly: "Husband, are you drunk......"

"Nope. I'm not drunk! ”

Fenghua slowly opened his eyes, his eyes were as bright as if he had been washed with sake, with a drunken and clear light.

The slender and beautiful fingers gently and skillfully pinched the jaw of the lotus charm, and kissed it directly, giving him a mouth full of clear and mellow wine.

While kissing him, he said inarticulately.

"Tonight, but what about the candle night in the cave room between me and Lian'er, how could this young marshal be drunk by those little gentlemen?"

Lotus Mei's long, thick black eyelashes suddenly opened to the maximum.

Close at hand, was a delicate face, with no blemishes on its porcelain-fine skin, and its dark eyes were radiant and bright, with his shadow reflected in it.

The eyebrows and eyes are picturesque, and the cheeks are drunk red.

A kiss intoxicated this gentle night like a spring breeze.

A trace of struggle flashed in Lianmei's eyes, and the hand under the sleeve couldn't help but slowly move to her black sideburns.

There, it's a hairpin.

The hairpin is sharp and sharp.

The Shuai's Mansion was heavily guarded, and all guns and weapons were unloaded before entering the door.

The only thing that could be used as a weapon was the woman's hairpin.

If Ye Lan is not drunk and is about to find out his true identity, then ......

The hand that had been placed on the side of the jet-black sideburns was suddenly caught by a hand, and the delicate wrist was accurately caught.

Lian Mei was shocked.

…… Discovered?

was about to fight to the death, but the person on his body tilted his head and fell on top of him.

His face was buried in his neck socket, and his drunken breathing was shallow, which could easily hook people's hearts.

The mouth is slurred and shouting: "Lian'er, Lian'er......"

“……”

Lianmei's heart was relieved.

-

Day 2.

When she got up, Lian Mei was already dressed and standing beside the bed.

is different from the cheongsam that women in Beiyang City love, but an ancient robe that perfectly covers the man's figure.

The brightly colored pink coat sets off the picturesque eyebrows and eyes of the beauty.

Fenghua raised his hand, rubbed his forehead, pretended to have a hangover and headache, and called: "Lian'er......"

"Husband awake? Is it a headache, let Lianmei come. ”

Lianmei's slender and beautiful fingers flowed with a touch of jade, stretching out from under the wide sleeves of the pink coat, rubbing Fenghua's forehead.

Although it would still be embarrassing for Lian Mei to call out, in order to make the play realistic, he forcibly forced himself to get used to it.

Shouting, shouting, it's just a good time.

"Lian'er, you worked hard last night, why did you get up so early?" Fenghua pulled down Lianmei's hand, her tone was with a meaningful smile, and the tails of her eyes slowly picked up a little frivolity.

Lian Mei followed Fenghua's gaze and looked-

On the happy bed, on the white yuanpa, there is a touch of brightness.

“……”

Lian Mei's face was hot, as if she was shy, but in fact, she lowered her head slightly.

Now it is the period of the Republic of China, but the family of the powerful continues the old feudal system, and the innocent body is verified with the virgin blood on the Yuan Pa when the round house is round.

Last night, Lian Mei couldn't, so she had to ...... Cut your fingers.

In order to get by.