He Shun gave her the right feeling, it was to make her feel at ease and steady.

She is also in a peaceful mood waiting now, she just wants to live a good life with He Shun in the future.

On the other side, Yulan is not as calm as her, sitting on the wedding bed with a red hijab and can't see the thighs and hands.

She put her hands on her legs, and her fingers pinched the hem of the wedding dress and twisted it, and the hem of the good dress was twisted and deformed.

She knew that she was not as smart as He Zheng, but she was unwilling to be crushed by He Zheng in the future.

So, she was waiting, waiting for He Zheng to come back for a while, and after going to bed, she was going to step on He Zheng's shoes.

On the wedding night, the bride stepped on the groom's shoes, and she could press him later.

Although this statement sounds ridiculous, Yulan really has no other way.

She has thought about it, and when she steps on it later, she must ask the Bodhisattva for blessing in her heart.

Maybe if the Bodhisattva hears it, maybe it will really come true.

Although He Zheng was not drunk, he also drank a lot of wine, and when he pushed the door in, he brought a lot of wine.

When the people approached, he picked up the hijab with the scale rod, and he condescended to himself, and the smell of wine hit her face even more.

Yulan couldn't help wrinkling her nose, she could now understand why Madame didn't like the third master to drink.

It's really going to be annoying.

He Zheng looked at his newlywed little wife not only without the slightest shyness, but his dislike for him was vividly exposed.

The little girl was born good-looking, and today she put on makeup again, and she is more coquettish under the dim candlelight, even if she looks unhappy with a frown.

He didn't get angry, the little girl's temper was not normal.

I poured a bottle of wine and drank it with her, and when I saw that she was so spicy that she stuck out her tongue after only a little taste, her brows furrowed even tighter.

He Zheng took it in a good mood, "I'll drink it for Lan'er." ”

"I've drunk it all, you don't drink it anymore, it's already full of alcohol, what if you drink too much and get drunk?

I can't move you. ”

Yulan was about to say what was in her heart for a while, and she raised her eyes to look at He Zheng again, thinking that he was going to be angry, but she saw that he was laughing.

"Huh...... Lan'er said that if she didn't drink it, she wouldn't drink it. ”

Then he also assured, "I'm not drunk." ”

She doesn't know if she's drunk or not, it's just not fragrant anyway.

"I'm going to fetch water to wash up."

Yulan turned around and walked back as she spoke, and when she turned around, she subconsciously pursed her mouth.

She didn't think she would be seen, but the change in the expression on her face was clearly seen by He Zheng.

Looking at his wife's back, He Zheng smiled even more.

co-authored, she disliked him for the smell of alcohol.

Sure enough, it was the girl trained by Mrs., and they all followed Mrs.

He Zheng wanted to sit on the bed and wait for her, but immediately dispelled this idea.

He can remember clearly why the third master went to sleep in the side room.

The little girl has a big temper, and judging by her attitude towards herself, she doesn't have the shyness of the bride, maybe she can drive him out of the wedding room tonight.

Does she feel that she is familiar with herself, and there is no need to be shy?

Or is she not ready at all, they are getting married, not as simple as moving two rooms to one room.

Yulan, who went to fetch water inside, didn't think about it so much, and she didn't care what He Zheng thought.

She came back with a quick fetch, and then twisted a wet handkerchief and handed it to He Zheng, waiting for him to wipe his face.

She took a shower today, and she thought that He Zheng must have washed it too, so she didn't plan to spend so much water.

When He Zheng washed his face and mouthed, her eyes were firmly fixed on He Zheng's upper.

(End of chapter)