On the ground, it seemed that a gust of cold wind blew the door open, and Jin Shuyu walked in.

Qingmang only had some remnants of consciousness.

The beast didn't relieve her of the hangover, and the little ghost seemed to know more and more what to do and what not to do.

Jin Shuyu had a cold aura around him, standing in front of the bed and looking at Qingmang fixedly.

"Brother Seventeen?" Qingmang finally felt that there seemed to be someone in the room, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Jin Shuyu who was wearing a wedding robe.

"Rao'er......" Jin Shuyu's eyes were nailed to her, and he called softly.

Qingmang wanted to get up, but found that he was weak, and only supported himself with his elbows, and then fell weakly on the bed again.

"This wine is so strong, I can't stand it."

Jin Shuyu scooped her up and held her in his arms.

Her waist was weak and boneless, and his snort was full of her fragrance.

"From today onwards, you will be my wife."

Qingmang's face was crimson, his eyes were watery, and he nodded.

Jin Shuyu's throat rolled a few times, and her eyes focused on the pear hairpin inserted in her hair.

He tugged at it, and his long hair, which was as smooth as a waterfall, fell down.

Jin Shuyu kissed her on the lips as if he had endured it for a long time and couldn't bear it anymore.

His lips were so cold that Qingmang couldn't help but shiver, and then he was drowned out by his fiery enthusiasm.

He was a little jerky and a little excited, and the cumbersome and complicated wedding dress was opened by him layer by layer.

Qingmang's eyes are sleepy, and the villain in her head is fighting, but she just doesn't wake up.

The body of the man in front of her was like ice for a while, and like fire for a while, which made her extremely uncomfortable.

Jin Shuyu hugged her, kissed her eyebrows, the bridge of her nose, her cherry lips, and her round earlobes, cherishing her as if she was afraid that she would disappear at any time.

"Lan'er, Lan'er, can I?" Jin Shuyu felt that the fire in her body could no longer be suppressed, and murmured in her ear over and over again.

Lan'er? Son?

Qingmang only thought that he was unconscious, and his hearing was hazy, so he only nodded.

With that pain, Qingmang exhaled in pain, and his consciousness also became clear for a moment.

She focused on Jin Shuyu's eyes and saw the purple reflected in his originally inky black pupils.

"Feng Ling!" She cried out in a moment.

"Feng Ling?" Jin Shuyu's eyes returned to their previous ink color in just a moment.

Qingmang's face flushed, she shouldn't have ...... at this time Shout that name.

She wrapped her arms around Jin Shuyu's neck and responded to him with a long kiss.

Soon, he was intoxicated again.

But only once, Jin Shuyu's forehead was covered with sweat, and Qingmang was already a little exhausted, so he just lay there softly.

He closed his eyes and breathed for a long time, as if he was in great pain, but his lips were still reluctant to leave hers.

Qingmang only felt that the breath around him was getting more and more cold, and opened his eyes uncomfortably.

Jin Shuyu immediately stood up, "Luo'er, you have a good rest, I'll go out for a while." ”

The wide robe was draped over his body, and he hurried out.

Qingmang wondered, how could there be a groom in a hurry to run out on the night of the official cave.

The moment he went out, Qingmang seemed to feel that one of his hands pressed against the door frame had turned translucent.

How could it be, though!

Qingmang really felt that he couldn't get drunk anymore, so he turned over and fell asleep.

"Qingmang, Qingmang, it's him! I monitored it tonight, and the boss is Jin Shuyu! ”

"Don't make a fuss about the beasts, I want to sleep!"

Even if the gods are fighting, they can't wake up Qingmang, who is going to sleep at this time.

The beast is happy, since the boss has appeared, then go with her first, and she will work hard later!