What caught his eye was not the delicate body of white flowers as Zhang Ji expected, but a beautiful red wedding dress.

At the time of the Zhou Dynasty and the pre-Qin period, the wedding dress was not the bright red appearance in the TV series of later generations, but the wedding dress was mainly dark color, supplemented by red, and the red wedding dress.

The sky is dark (blue and black), and the earth is yellow and red.

The dark red wedding dress expresses people's awe of heaven and earth, and also indicates that this faint ceremony is a common learning of heaven and earth, praying for heaven and earth to bless a happy marriage.

Mrs. Hu, who was wearing a dark red wedding dress, stood in front of the bronze mirror, and behind her was Hu Meiren, who was also wearing a red wedding dress, standing behind Mrs. Hu and taking care of her like a waterfall and green silk.

The green silk draped over the left shoulder has been bundled, fixed with a hosta, tied into a cloud sideburn, and Hu Meiren is still draped with long hair, and the middle strand of long hair is tied into a braid, restrained by a red ribbon.

And when Mrs. Hu and Hu Meiren turned around at the same time when they heard the familiar voice, Zhang Ji's heartbeat seemed to miss a beat.

Mrs. Hu already has a dignified and virtuous temperament, and now she is wearing a red wedding dress woven by Shaofu, coiling up the cloud temples that are loved by noble ladies, which is even more graceful and noble, coupled with a gentle and gentle character, it has a bit of a woman's meaning, just like a ripe peach, which makes people can't help but want to take a bite and taste the juice that splashes out.

And Hu Meiren still looks like a pink girl, with a bit of feminine temperament, which can arouse men's desire to protect.

Although the two sisters have their own styles, they all make Zhang Ji feel amazing.

"Lang...... What are you doing here? ”

Mrs. Hu hesitated for a moment, and did not call Zhang Ji Langjun before the fainting, but still stepped forward skillfully, looked at the dust on Zhang Ji's body, and the sweat on his forehead, took out a champa from his arms, wiped the sweat for him, and gently patted the dust on his body.

Although the ceremony was not held, Mrs. Hu had long been accustomed to this, but Hu Meiren looked at Zhang Ji with a smile on her back.

Zhang Ji gently hugged Mrs. Hu's slender waist, and the flame in his heart was not extinguished by the strong wind set off by galloping all the way, but blew more and more.

The conscience of heaven and earth, he was just amazed by Mrs. Hu and Hu Meiren in this wedding dress, not because he had any thoughts of playing in the wedding dress.

"How desperate you are to marry me when you started trying on wedding dresses so early?"

"Why don't I come tonight to learn for you the duties of a wife?"

Zhang Ji hugged Mrs. Hu tightly from behind, biting Mrs. Hu's delicate earlobe, and the hot breath exhaled hit her white cheeks, setting off bursts of redness.

Feeling the fire behind her, Mrs. Hu's cheeks became more and more blushing, and with Zhang Ji's explicit and straightforward words, she felt that her delicate body gradually softened, and she was held in Zhang Ji's arms as if she couldn't exert her strength, letting the restless dog paws move.

"Don't ......"

Mrs. Hu's voice trembled slightly.

She is too familiar with Zhang Ji, although it was not she who was the first to have a Zhou Gong gift with Zhang Ji, but she was the first to have those Meng Lang's skin kisses with Zhang Ji.

Obviously, Zhang Ji's purpose is not so simple.

Biting her moist lip, Mrs. Hu slammed away Zhang Ji behind her.

This can't help but make Zhang Ji a little stunned, is this still the gentle and virtuous Mrs. Hu?

Mrs. Hu, who was blushing with a pink face, gasped lightly, although the action of pushing open the machine just now was very fast and decisive, but there was a little apology in her eyes.

Since he is familiar with Zhang Ji, he naturally knows how vigorous Zhang Ji is in the prime of life, at least Zhang Ji at this age will not feel tired at all for them after breaking through the Grandmaster Realm.

This grain is often delivered until the granary is full, if it is not for a period of time every month, Mrs. Hu sometimes worries that her weak little body will be tossed and scattered by Zhang Ji.

Zhang Ji, who ignited the fire in his heart, was pushed away, and the fire in his body naturally accumulated.

How uncomfortable is it for a man's anger to be pent-up and not released?

Mrs. Hu can't empathize, but sometimes when Zhang Ji deliberately passes through the door three times without entering, asking Mrs. Hu to beg him, or using those shameful postures and titles, Mrs. Hu understands that feeling.

Otherwise, she would not have spit out those shameful titles with her gentle and conservative temperament, and she also cooperated with Zhang Ji to put on those shameful postures with all kinds of tricks.

It's just that at this moment, although Mrs. Hu apologized, she did not regret pushing the opening machine.

It is precisely because of his conservatism that Mrs. Hu attaches more importance to the rituals and rituals.

For a woman, the dusk is the most important ritual in her life, especially for Madame Hu, a poor woman who has been deceived by two men, the meaning of this dusk is even more different.

Seeing Zhang Ji deflated, Hu Meiren couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle, and the soft laughter like a silver bell shifted Zhang Ji's attention to her.

"Funny?"

Zhang Ji took a few steps closer with an unkind face, pressed Hu Meiren against the wall with a black face, like a bully who robbed the people's daughter, and raised his left hand high, looking like he was going to be violent.

But Hu Meiren was not panicked at all, the woman who could mix like a fish in water in Han Wang'an's harem and finally came out was naturally seen in the world.

Moreover, the husband beats his wife, this kind of thing is not uncommon in any country, but Zhang Ji, who loves them from the bottom of his heart to the point of violating the etiquette system, as long as they do not make a mistake of principle, Zhang Ji will not be able to do it.

Therefore, Hu Meiren, who was forced into a corner and faced a big hand raised high, not only did not panic, but greeted the man.

"Do you really want to hit someone?"

The white jade arm was raised slightly, holding the big hand, guiding the big hand to fall on his broad chest, and there was a faint mist floating in those foxy eyes, as if he was so frightened that he collapsed in Zhang Ji's arms.

Hu Meiren's biggest characteristic is this soft and charming temperament, which can always arouse his desire to protect.

Of course, it may not be a desire to protect, but more and more people want to bully this delicate beauty.

And at this moment, there are both emotions.

Hu Meiren also noticed Zhang Ji's state at the moment, quietly let go of a jade hand, and quietly fell, rubbing it gently through her clothes.

"If Lang Jun endures it really uncomfortable......"

Hu Meiren approached Zhang Ji's face and gently spit out a mouthful of intoxicating fragrance like orchid.

The other hand lightly touched Zhang Ji's chest, and the fingertips with pink nail polish drew circles after circles on Zhang Ji's chest.

And my sister was unwilling, and the concubine was ...... The concubine is ......"

Hu Meiren glanced sideways at Mrs. Hu, as if she was planning to recreate the scene when she won Zhang Ji's pure yang body, so that Mrs. Hu could observe the scene but was powerless to stop it.

"The concubine is naturally unwilling!"

Hu Meiren learned from Mrs. Hu's previous movements, and also pushed Zhang Ji away.

Ever since she was eaten by Zhang Ji, she seems to have fallen into the clutches of the devil.

Although the days are more promising, and life is happier and sexually happy, there is no longer a situation that makes Zhang Ji deflated, and there is less opportunity to press Zhang Ji.

Hu Meiren's voice is soft and glutinous, and her laughter is like a bell.

flirting but not extinguishing, I'm afraid that even Flame Lingji's fire-playing skills can't compare to her Hu beauty, right?

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