Pei Qingran looked at her directly, those Ruifeng eyes were shallow with some grievances, and the red wedding dress added a gorgeous color to him, a little flamboyant.

"Today is our wedding night."

"If you ignore me, I'll leave, what's wrong?"

“？？”

Jiang Ting's eyes blinked, what he said was indeed fine, the little villain in this world is quite characterful.

"And where do you want to go?"

Jiang Tingting sat up, his peach blossom eyes were crooked, he smiled cheerfully, and his tone was a little funny.

"Find someone to fight." Pei Qingran lowered his eyes and said it confidently.

Jiang smiled when he heard this, reached out and hooked Pei Qingran's fingers, and easily pulled him to the bed, speaking softly.

"Stupid..."

As he spoke, he sat across Pei Qingran's body and approached slightly.

"You..."

Feeling Jiang Tingting's approach, Pei Qingran's breathing was sluggish, the rope of reason was slightly relaxed, he held Jiang Tingting's shoulders on both sides, a trace of impulse welled up in his heart, and the love entanglement of men and women involuntarily appeared in his mind.

Jiang Tingting's breath was pervasive, and the faint fragrance of peach blossoms poured into the tip of his nose, as if it occupied all his reason.

Pei Qingran's eyes gradually became hot, and his hand covered the back of Jiang Tingting's neck along his shoulder, pressed it down, and accurately attached it to her lips, soft as a peach blossom in March......

But he didn't know how to continue to move, just bit it gently, Jiang listened to the bad and silent, and looked at Pei Qingran with his eyes slightly open.

Movements are dull and stiff.

After a while, Pei Qingran removed his lips and looked at Jiang fixedly: "You don't respond to me?" ”

"How to respond." Ginger looks innocent and listens.

"You're pretending to be with me." Pei Qingran's eyes were gloomy, and he pinched Jiang Ting's cheek with his hand.

"Were all the servants before you blind in vain?"

Jiang Tingting still innocently opened his sleeves, and there was a little red cinnabar on the top of his arm, which was actually Shougong Sha.

“？？？”

Pei Qingran was stunned for a moment, and then grabbed Jiang Tingting's hand a little dazedly, and closed his thin lips one by one:

"You... Didn't touch them. ”

Jiang Tingting chuckled, and felt that Pei Qingran's unbelievable and somewhat pleasant expression at this moment was particularly funny, which made her want to laugh.

"Are you happy?"

"Of course I'm glad, you're mine alone." Pei Qingran hugged Jiang tightly and listened to his waist.

He has always been the kind of person who has a straight mouth, sometimes a little naïve, sometimes a little unspeakably pure, and the only constant may be the possessiveness of Jiang Tingting.

Pei Qingran pursed his lips suddenly, his expression was a little annoyed, he had already known that he would make up for that knowledge.

I don't know how to eat it in front of me... It's a little sad.

There was a sense of loss in Pei Qingran's eyes, because he was unwilling, so he kept kissing Jiang to listen, and the fine and numb kisses fell on his cheeks from time to time, a little itchy.

Jiang Tingting may have been pleased by his clumsy movements, and finally began to respond.

She hooked the belt around Pei Qingran's waist and chuckled, like a demagogic demon.

The curtain fell... The red candle flickered and went out the next moment.

The room is full of beautiful spring light......

~~~

At dawn, Jiang Tingting moved his body slightly, and was subconsciously hugged tightly.

When she opened her eyes, she couldn't help but bend her eyes when she saw the man who was still sleeping with his eyes closed and didn't forget to hug her.

Jiang Tingting reached out and gently touched Pei Qingran's cheek, he was facing her on the left side of his face, the powder had been rubbed away, and the faint scar was revealed......