Xiaohe saw that Yang Tianhong had also changed his bedclothes, and there was still a trace of moisture in his hair, so he knew that he had also bathed. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info At this time, you can't be negligent. Even the smell of alcohol that had just been contaminated by someone at the wedding hall had already been washed clean.

Xiaohe smiled shyly.

Yang Tianhong stretched out his hand to her and smiled: "It's late at night, let's rest." ”

Xiaohe nodded quietly, and her cheeks blushed involuntarily.

Then, the two of them go into bed hand in hand.

Xiaohe got into the quilt first. She felt very shy. Every woman should behave the same at such a time. Of course, there are exceptions, but I don't know what those men think when they face women who are too active?

The bedding on the bed in the new house was all laid out by Cao Hui's family. Speaking of which, on the Anzhou side, Cao Hui's family can barely match Yang Tianhong's identity. In any case, Yang Tianhong wants to give Xiaohe a satisfactory wedding.

Xiaohe's pounding heart gradually quieted down.

Yang Tianhong waved one hand and lowered the curtain.

In an instant, it was suddenly dark in the stepping bed, which looked like a small room.

After a while, Xiaohe's eyes adjusted, and she could see the glimmer of red candles shining through the curtain.

Yang Tianhong took her in his arms, kissed her face, and lay down together.

Xiaohe clenched his fists a little nervously.

But Yang Tianhong didn't make any other moves, just turned her over, turned her back to him, and slept in his arms.

Xiaohe didn't struggle, and lay down in his arms softly. I didn't dare to move.

But even if she didn't move. He didn't move either. Yang Tianhong's body is still changing. What are you kidding, a man who can calm down at this time can't be considered a man at all.

However, Yang Tianhong also had the intention of teasing Xiaohe.

"Sleep, don't think about it. ”

Yang Tianhong kissed the back of Xiaohe's head, "We are already husband and wife, and we will have a long future." Today...... I'm tired too. ”

This is very surprising. Xiaohe couldn't help but turn around and glanced at Yang Tianhong. I saw that there was a faint bruise under his eyes, obviously because he didn't sleep well last night. But the expression on his face at this moment seemed to have unprecedented satisfaction and certainty.

"Sleep. ”

The words that came out of Yang Tianhong's mouth still made people laugh and cry, and he said lightly, as if today was not a marriage at all, and there was no concept that the Spring Festival was worth a thousand gold. Under Xiaohe's worried and expectant gaze, Yang Tianhong quickly closed his eyes and fell asleep like this.

Xiaohe was a little dumbfounded--according to this meaning, this guy will let himself go tonight?

He, he, what the hell did he think?

Xiaohe really doesn't know what kind of mood she is in now.

I want to laugh, I want to cry! I even want to pick Yang Tianhong up from the bed, pick up a stick and beat him hard.

Rest!

Although Xiaohe was also very tired, very nervous, and even had a little bit of a desire to escape, she was hugged by Yang Tianhong in her arms, did nothing, and actually slept like this...... In addition to the secret joy of the girl escaping the poisonous hands of the big bad wolf, Xiaohe felt a little unhappy and disappointed after the disillusionment of the hope.

It's our wedding night!

Xiaohe couldn't help but think of the past, when Yang Tianhong was in the Guozi Prison, when he was secretly looking at himself, there were two people hugging each other in a dark corner after falling in love...... Now that they are married, the two can finally make out in the open. This man, this guy, fell asleep without caring about anything.

Is it really following the old saying -- "A wife is better than a concubine, and a concubine is better than stealing." It's better to steal than not to steal"?

Xiao He hugged the quilt, very disappointed, and glared at Yang Tianhong fiercely in the curtain with dark red candlelight.

Soon, I heard Yang Tianhong's even breathing slowly. Drowsiness is like a contagious virus, and Xiaohe's eyelids slowly droop.

Marriage is the most tiring event. It's been a busy day, and she's tired.

However, there is still some confusion. Xiaohe pouted, turned his back to Yang Tianhong, and lay in his arms like this, and didn't see him move for a long time, so he slowly closed his eyes, and fell asleep with an indelible disappointment.

In the dark, something is always changing.

But it didn't take long for Xiaohe to feel that the secret between Yang Tianhong's legs was getting hotter and hotter, and it was getting harder and harder. Moreover, this change made Xiaohe feel very unbelievable. It was as if it had suddenly blown up a ball of air. Although Xiaohe understands the things between men and women, the book also talks about what women must do on their wedding night. However, Yang Tianhong was asleep after all, but his saber rattling there was still very uncomfortable on the bed.

Xiaohe could only quietly move out, as far away as possible from his terrible object.

Maybe it's because of his cultivation! Yang Tianhong seems to be able to detect Xiaohe's movements even if he is asleep.

With his long arms outstretched, he picked her up, moved behind her, pressed back against the soft spot in the socket of her leg, and then, contentedly, let out a long sigh of satisfaction.

Xiaohe couldn't help but be suffocated, and grinded his teeth secretly in the dark. She didn't know whether Yang Tianhong was intentional or unintentional. Anyway, this guy was snoring, snorting heavily, and it sounded like he was asleep, but the actions on his hands made people deeply wary of him.

Yang Tianhong slept in a daze, only felt that there was nothing on Xiaohe's body that was not soft, nothing was not sweet, even in his sleep, he didn't want to let go of his hand.

Xiaohe lay down for a while, still a little uncomfortable, and wanted to break away from the front.

Yang Tianhong tightened her body with his hands, closed his eyes and muttered, "...... You just let me arrive for a while, just for a while. Today, we are married. You are my woman, I am your man. That's ......"

Xiaohe was very helpless, so he had to stiffen and let him resist.

Then, I don't know how long I slept.

Maybe it's because of a different place, Xiaohe doesn't sleep well. Between tossing and turning, there is always an irresistible heat coming from above. She struggled twice, but did not break free, as if chained to the bed, unable to move. I can't tell whether this change is reality or illusory, Xiaohe was suddenly shocked, and suddenly opened her eyes. However, what she saw was not pure darkness, but a dark red candlelight shining through the finely woven silk curtains.

Yang Tianhong had actually woken up at this time.

He was half-sideways, one arm propped up his head, his elbows resting on the pillow, and with a faint smile, he quietly looked at her beside him on the bed.

A strand of hair hung down from his forehead, scattered but seductive, covering half of his forehead. This man's gaze is deep, like a deep well with no end in sight, with a fatal attraction, luring Xiaohe deep into it. On the other side, Xiaohe also looked at Yang Tianhong quietly, his gaze moving down from the collar of his half-open bedgown.

This is where men are full of temptation for women. Of course, don't think about something different. This refers to the pectoral muscles. Yang Tianhong's chest is very broad and strong, but his waist is not so thick, and he is very strong, resulting in rapid contraction from his chest to his hip bone, and the six strong abdominal muscles on his abdomen are delicate and distinct. Under the abdominal muscles, there are two extremely distinct lines of "mermaid lines", which lure Xiaohe's gaze involuntarily and completely uncontrollably moving downward.

Oh my God!

Xiaohe's cheeks were so red that they were almost dripping blood, and she immediately raised her head and looked at Yang Tianhong's handsome face like a celestial man steadily.

Generally speaking, a man of his appearance would generally be relatively thin. But Yang Tianhong's body under her clothes completely subverted her concept. Such a burly and sturdy, this muscle as hard as steel, is simply made of steel poured into iron. Little Lotus didn't know that there was a guy named Arnold Schwarzenegger in another world. Compared to Yang Tianhong in front of him, Arnold is simply a humanoid machine. Yang Tianhong was completely hidden under his clothes, leaving only the handsome head of the human monster outside.

Or, it can also be said to be "angel face, devil body", but it is a male version......

Under the dark red candlelight, Yang Tianhong's skin had a hint of copper, which was very textured, and Xiaohe couldn't help but want to whistle.

And she did blow it...... Xiaohe himself didn't know why he made such frivolous and provocative actions at this time? Could it be that he couldn't bear it anymore? Lustful things are really not limited to men. For women, it is no exception.

Yang Tianhong glanced at her with a smile, pulled the bedclothes on his body even wider, and said slowly: "...... I'm cold. ”

Cold?

You're a liar!

A guy like you, who is so strong to the extreme, would actually say such pitiful words like a wounded cat seeking benefits in front of its owner? This, this, this world is simply reversed. Although he felt indignant, Xiaohe still leaned over to hug him like a ghost, and used his fleshy body to warm him. Yang Tianhong hugged her coldly at this time, bowed his head and kissed her fiercely, and his big hands with coolness roamed over her, and through the close-fitting bedclothes, he rubbed her plump ****.

Although this kind of action has been done before, the intimate parts have also been touched by this man. But it doesn't feel like it's like it is today.

"I'll treat you well. Yang Tianhong held Xiaohe's lips and said vaguely. At this time, the only thing he could say was this sentence.

Xiaohe was a little moved. began to kiss him back passionately, not just passively bearing as before. After all, today is a marriage, and no matter what, we must take back even a little advantage. Or, I'm going to be on it.

Her little tongue burrowed between his teeth, pressed against the top of his tongue, and then bit the tip of his tongue and sucked it thinly. Yang Tianhong couldn't help but gasp, and a surge of excitement and passion suddenly surged in his body that even he couldn't explain, and immediately turned over and pressed her under him, with a restrained forbearance in his voice: "...... You, you don't regret it. You are mine today. In the future, it will always be!"

"I never regret it. ”

Xiaohe raised her head under him and looked at him stubbornly. A hand crept out and gently stroked the mermaid line on his lower abdomen, bringing up one numb after another on him, and stimulating his eyes to turn dark red, the same color as the lights outside the curtain.

Yang Tianhong only felt that his brain was banging, and all his persistence, waiting and patience collapsed. This feeling is completely different from the previous Twelve Maihimes. Xiaohe's appearance is unparalleled in the world, and she is also the first woman she really fell in love with.

Yang Tianhong didn't want to wait any longer, didn't want to endure it anymore, and didn't want her to play with fire on him...... Of course, to be precise, at this moment, it should be Xiaohe who is playing with fire on his body.

He stepped out resolutely, grabbed the collar of her bedgown, and tore it in half with a snort. The dark purple-red bedgown is wrapped in soft elastic bullets, and the plump and delicate body full of flesh fragrance is exposed.

Xiaohe lowered his head and watched the rude and savage man wreak havoc on his chest, a pair inserted into his hair, holding his head, and moaning impatiently, "...... Don't, don't suck anymore......"

"What, isn't it comfortable?" Yang Tianhong opened his mouth slightly, looking up at him from her chest, the fanaticism and obsession in his eyes were intertwined, and he seemed to be full of flames, and also full of ferocity and savagery that men are unique to at such a time.

Also, it can't be said that it is uncomfortable, but the feeling is too strong, so strong that Xiaohe can only feel himself, and the place where he feels caressed is the one that exists, and it is real. This feeling of completely entrusting himself with his whole heart in the palm of his hand is very strange to Xiaohe. She didn't know what to say herself, so she had to toss and turn in the palm of his hand.

Yang Tianhong couldn't help but want to moan, but when he looked up and saw Xiaohe's nervous eyes, he still held back and said, "...... You bear with it, I'm afraid I'll hurt you...... However, just give it a go. ”

Xiaohe's face was full of shyness, nodded, gritted his teeth and endured.

Indescribable pleasure gathered in her body, she couldn't think, she couldn't breathe, the whole person seemed to sit on his fingertips, let him wreak havoc and cultivate. Although it was indeed terrifying at the beginning, after that, it was indescribably happy. A white light flashed through her mind, and all the pleasure exploded in her body like a torrent, flowing from that point to the limbs and bones, washing over her entire body.

She was on his fingertips, blooming the first flowering season.

Yang Tianhong raised his head, panting slightly, looking at her misty eyes, slightly open lips, and her whole body was like delicate skin coated with powder, and at the slightest touch, it was as turbulent as a wave. The towering breasts and plump strands all attracted his attention. His throat tightened, he swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and said in a hoarse voice, "I, I'm coming...... You hold back, bear with it......"

He was as hard as stone, and it matched her softness beyond her words, and it was not bad in the slightest. Xiaohe couldn't do anything but hug his broad shoulders tightly in distraction. She felt like she couldn't do anything, just a fish stabbed on an iron fiber. And he ...... He is his own master, the master forever.

He gave birth to her, and she gave birth.

He told her to die, and she died.

The sentence in the poem is really good -- I want to know you and live a long life. There are no mountains and no tombs, and the rivers are exhausted. Thunder and tremors in winter, rain and snow in summer. Heaven and earth are together, but dare to be with the king......

Yang Tianhong's feeling is not much stronger than Xiaohe.

Although he took the initiative, the woman under him did not move, as long as he groaned slightly, or looked at him, he felt trembling all over, as if he was about to lose his armor immediately. Yang Tianhong struggled to hold back, but the woman under him completely dominated all his feelings. There is no absurd liveliness with the twelve dancing girls in the past, only the affectionate style when the crazy man and the woman are together.

She smiled at him, and she was in heaven.

She frowned slightly, and she fell into the Infernal Hell.

Yang Tianhong has never felt so out of control, even in the face of death, in the face of Rong Di or the million-strong army of South Vietnam, he has never had it. But at this moment, it is true that Yang Tianhong lost his soul in Xiaohe.

She opened her hazy phoenix eyes, her voice was hoarse, and she called him in a low voice: "...... Tianhong ......"

Yang Tianhong listened to Xian Le, and it was released in her body.

After a while, the two of them still maintained that position, head to head, chest to chest, and leg to leg.

Xiaohe waited for a while, and seeing that Yang Tianhong still didn't move, he couldn't help but say, "...... You, can you get up for a moment? You're too heavy. ”

Yang Tianhong moved away, turned over and lay on the bed, stretched out his long arms, hugged the little lotus that was as soft as a puddle of water, and said seriously: "Next time I'll let you be on it." ”

Two seductive words.

Xiaohe grinned at him, and secretly said ruthlessly: Sister is not powerful, is it a sick cat when sister?

The night is long, and the spring is strong.

Sure enough, the Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and the ancients did not deceive me!

There was no wind in the house, but the light of the red butter candles jumped to and fro from time to time, trembling like an earthquake.

The night lingered, and the two of them fell asleep almost until dawn.

......

The next day, the sun was three poles.

The maid waited anxiously outside the door for a long time before waking the two of them up.

Xiaohe lay on the pillow and watched Yang Tianhong sit up from the bed suddenly. Arms stick out. Open the curtains. lifted the quilt and got out of bed, took the middle coat next to the bed, and put it on his body.

There were still a few scratches on his back. It was late last night and it was crazy. Xiaohe couldn't believe it when he thought about it. The crazy woman in bed last night, is it really herself?

Thinking of everything last night, Xiaohe gritted his teeth and said to Yang Tianhong: "You, you...... You're a beast. ”

Yang Tianhong didn't think it was anything. He showed a very good-looking smile and responded: "Actually, I can be more beastly, I'm afraid you can't stand it." ”

This man ...... Xiaohe could only grimace behind his back and whispered, "Come on! When I saw who was crying and shouting first, I couldn't stand it. (To be continued.) )