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The wedding was held two months later.

Weibo's hot searches are frequently rising.

The wedding is over with the guests.

Wen Yin was tired and really didn't want to move.

I've never felt so tired.

Fu Xu drank a lot of wine.

When I entered the house, I smelled of alcohol.

The clothes are still daytime, not returned, suits and leather shoes.

But at this moment, the clothes on his body are not as neat as they were during the day, but they are messy.

But in such a mess, there is some sultry desire.

He took off his suit jacket, untied his bow tie with one hand, and slightly unbuttoned a few buttons of his collar.

Wen Yin was already very tired, but seeing Fu Xu like this, he still got up from the sofa and prepared to go to the kitchen to get him some sobering soup.

But as soon as Wen Yin got up, he felt his hand tighten, and his slender wrist was held by the man.

With a slight force on his hand, Wen Yin's whole person was brought to his warm arms, and there was a mellow smell of wine in his arms.

"What are you doing?"

Fu Xu hugged Wen Yin tightly and laughed softly: "Happy newlywed, Mrs. Fu." ”

Now the entire Fu family, the whole room, is red everywhere, which is particularly festive.

The bustle and bustle dissipated, and only the two of them remained.

There was also a little one, but because it was a newlywed today, the little one was sent to his grandfather's yard to take with him.

His voice was spoken in a warm ear.

His low-magnetic sultry voice, no matter how long it has been, no matter how many times he hears it, Wen Yin will feel good, he will be provoked, and he will fall into it.

She buried her head in Fu Xu's arms: "Happy newlywed, Mr. Fu." ”

The man chuckled, raised Wen Yin's little face, and kissed it gently: "Finally, the one who is marrying Ming Media is marrying back." ”

Wen Yin endured his kiss, and gradually the light force became heavier.

The breathing between the two of them became more and more rapid.

"Brother......" Wen Yin felt that she couldn't breathe.

"Huh?" Fu Xu's voice was lustful and vague: "Call my husband." ”

"I'm going to get you a decanter soup."

"I'm not drunk."

Wen Yin snorted suddenly: "Also, you drink a lot of alcohol, and you always pretend to be drunk to fool me before." ”

"Hmm....... Isn't that awake and not so bold? I'm afraid you'll be angry. ”

I don't know why, Wen Yin's heart pounded twice.

I was picked up again.

"Groan," the man said as he kissed her, "I haven't thought about it for a long time, ....... I thought."

What he was talking about, it goes without saying.

Wen Yin was a little tired.

But she doesn't need to work such things.

So he pushed Fu Xu's shoulder slightly: "Go take a bath first, husband." ”

These two words seem to be particularly able to arouse a man's nerves, and he kisses them again and again, which are extraordinarily intense......

It's a long night.

What love is.

What is the end of love?

It seems that everyone's is different.

But at least, the love between her and Fu Xu will continue forever.

The man who was frightened when she first met, she called him brother.

Now this unreachable man is her husband.

Some love is warm, and some love does not reveal the landscape, but Fu Xu's love is warm and restrained, which makes Wen Yin experience the various forms of love.

In a daze, she opened her eyes and looked at him: "Brother, I love you." ”

He smiled, his voice gentle, "I love you too, Wen Yin." ”

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[ps: I really think that there is nothing to write about weddings and daily life, so the text is like this, and the following is the extras of the eldest lady and Chen Hanzheng]

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