"Pei Zhiyang! What kind of drunken madness are you spending! ”

The bride couldn't bear it anymore and ripped off her hijab and threw it at her feet.

Pei Zhiyang hurriedly covered his eyes with his hands.

"I don't look at you...... Miss Ning, don't worry, I will never move a finger of you! ”

But he was grabbed by the wrist, and the man said angrily, "Open your dead fish eyes and see who I am." ”

Pei Zhiyang was forced to take his hand away, and refused to look at her with his head down.

The man lifted his chin impatiently.

"Look at me."

That voice is really familiar......

Pei Zhiyang raised his eyelids hesitantly and stared at the beautiful woman wearing a phoenix crown.

Beauty is like jade, like a dream.

The dragon and phoenix red candle burned fiercely, crackling and bursting out a few sparks one after another, and he thought that his eyes were burned by the candle flame.

Pei Zhiyang shouted in a daze, "Aya? ”

"It's me."

Hong Aya thought that the beaded curtain dotted with the phoenix crown was in the way, so she pushed aside the string of pearls in front of her and winked at him mischievously.

Pei Zhiyang's eyes were red, and he muttered, "Aaya, I dreamed of you again." ”

"It's not a dream," Hong Aya said with a smile, "Zhiyang, it's really me." ”

He raised his hand to cover his face, his shoulders trembled violently, and his voice was choked with a hint of choking: "You say that every time." ”

Hong Aya was stunned and asked rhetorically, "Every time?" ”

In the past few years, he has often dreamed of Hong Aya.

She wore a red wedding dress in his dream, and smiled at him in the candlelight and said, I don't want you to pay me for my sheep.

Okay, I'll pay you for it.

He took her hand with a smile every time.

But Hong Aya in the dream suddenly cried, she said with tears, I don't even want sheep, why do I want you?

Pei Zhiyang wanted to argue with her, he was much better than a sheep, and he loved her more than every sheep in the world.

As soon as he opened his mouth, the dream awoke.

Later, when he dreamed a lot, he knew that as long as he saw Hong Aya, it was a dream.

In the dream, as soon as I spoke to her, the dream would wake up.

Now, the living beauty appeared in front of him again.

Pei Zhiyang didn't even dare to look at her, choked up and begged: "Ayan, don't talk to me, you will leave as soon as I speak." ”

"Why should I go?"

Hong Aya was confused, and couldn't help but push him, "Get up, it's cold on the ground." ”

As long as he moves, he wakes up, and he can't see Aya anymore.

Pei Zhiyang was full of wine, and all the grievances in his heart were hooked out.

The anguish of not being able to ask for it, the helplessness of being forced to marry a wife, and countless days and nights of longing......

He cried loudly, "I don't want you to die, don't come to see me, or they will kill you." ”

Hong Aya was stunned and said, "What's the matter?" ”

"Aya ......" the more he cried, the more sad he became, "I'm about to wake up, I'm going to wake up as soon as I open my mouth......"

There was a soft knock at the door.

A maid's voice sounded at the door, "Young master, young grandmother, is something wrong?" ”

Hong Aya replied helplessly: "Your young master is drunk, it's okay, you all go down." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Pei Zhiyang suddenly got up from the ground, shed tears, and said in a mournful voice: "Aaya, you are leaving again." ”

Hong Aya couldn't bear it anymore and carried him to the edge of the couch and pushed him down.

"Walk your grandma's legs!"

Pei Zhiyang lay on the couch and looked at her in a daze.

That flower-like face, so close to him, he couldn't help but want to reach out and touch hers.

"Aya, I'm not dreaming, am I?"

He had drunk several jars of wine tonight, and he was already delirious, but he didn't think he was drunk.

This dream...... Authentic!

Pei Zhiyang smiled stupidly, struggled to get up from the couch, and leaned in front of Hong Aya to stare at her.

Hong Aya discovered for the first time that the eyes of dead fish could also be so big.

She sat down on the edge of the couch, angry and funny, and patiently coaxed him.

"Well, I don't believe you pinched yourself, if it hurts, it's not in a dream, right?"

Pei Zhiyang felt that what she said made sense.

Then pinch your thighs.

He nodded kindly, and after searching for a long time, he couldn't find where his thighs were.

However, he saw ......

"Ahh

Hong Aya's thigh hurt, screamed, and jumped up from the couch with a "whoop".

The maid guarding the door heard the young grandmother screaming, and couldn't help but glance at each other narrowly, pursed her lips and snickered, and quietly blushed.

But the next moment, they heard the screams of their young master.

Hong Aya punched him in the face.

"Pei Zhiyang! Be sober! ”

Pei Zhiyang covered his bloody nose and looked up at her with difficulty.

But the expression on his face quickly changed from surprise to joy.

"Aya!"

Hong Aya hurriedly avoided his arms, "That...... Do you wash your face first? ”

The ancients said that the four joys of life are nothing more than a long drought and a rainy day, a foreign country meets an old acquaintance, and when the gold list is inscribed, the cave room spends candle night.

Hong Aya felt that the first three were right.

The last one fell on her head, why was she so worried?

Pei Zhiyang washed away all the tears and nosebleeds on his face, and sat beside her obediently, looking at her without blinking.

"Aya, it's really you ......"

His eyes were open painfully, so dry that he wanted to cry, but he was still reluctant to blink, for fear that she would be gone in the blink of an eye.

Hong Aya scolded with a smile: "Besides me, who else is there who you don't marry?" ”

She was still a little angry with him, annoyed that he hadn't come to her for a long time.

But when he howled and cried just now, her heart softened, and the last trace of anger disappeared.

Pei Zhiyang just looked at his bride and smirked.

Hong Aya glared at him and said coquettishly, "Why do you look like you've lost your soul?" Tell me, which Oiran lady did you lose your soul on? ”

In order to be angry with Mrs. Pei, he spent a period of time in the flower street and willow lane in the capital.

She was so angry that the roots of her teeth itched, and she wanted to hold him down and bite him a few times.

A red leaf lady is enough for her to eat a big jar of vinegar.

Now that she is married to Pei Zhiyang, she can't help but turn over his romantic account again and count it.

Pei Zhiyang smiled and said: "Ayan, in fact, I haven't touched anyone, and I have been guarding you like jade for the past few years." ”

"Bah, don't be ashamed, who wants your body?"

In the candlelight, her cheeks flew red, and she turned her face away from him.

Pei Zhiyang only felt that her weak and cowardly appearance was more beautiful than ever.

His numb and empty heart was filled with sweet impulses for a moment, and he frantically wanted to possess her whole body and mind.

"Aya," he rolled over and tricked her underneath, "Do you want a medical check-up?" ”

"Don't!" Hong Aya stiffened her head and said, "Who is rare about you?" ”

Pei Zhiyang had already leaned over and pressed her, grabbed her hands, and pressed them top of her head, forcing her to raise her eyes to look at him.

"But ......"

He hoarsely stared at her flushed face, hooked his lips and said, "I want you." ”

Hong Aya didn't have time to speak, and her lips were blocked by his domineering kiss.

Between her lips and teeth, Hong Aya thought in a daze, she wanted him to take a bath first.

A kiss that is almost suffocating, as if to make up for the intimacy that has been missing for the past three years.

Hong Aya wanted to say enough, but there was a soft moan from her lips that wanted to refuse and welcome.

Pei Zhiyang finally reluctantly let go of her lips, gently biting her neck, and then to her collarbone, and the wedding dress slowly faded to her shoulders......

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