Yemo Chen walks to his bride step by step. Every step he takes, he gets excited. His face is a little red because of alcohol, and his eyes are more and more red. I don't know when he is full of lust.

He is like frost, thought so long, looked forward to so long, finally married back.

He has always been self-confident, but now some illusory lost, always feel some unreal.

But he didn't know that under the red cap he couldn't see, his beautiful face was red.

Heart, with his step by step close and more and more nervous, small hands, involuntarily grasp the corner of the winding.

Two times put on the wedding dress, is clearly married to the same person, mood is completely different, perhaps, even she did not expect, one day, he will be so nervous, right?

It's clear that they are familiar with people who can't be familiar with any more. They have been kissing and hugging, even children. Now what are they doing?

Is this the mood of every bride? The moon is like frost, I can't help thinking.

Just thinking about it, she suddenly realized that she was sitting beside her.

I can't help but move aside.

However, she moved a step and was fished back. Unexpectedly, she fell back uncontrollably.

This pour, directly fell in the night Mo Chen's arms.

He put his hands around her, and his breath sprayed all over her neck, which made her stiff.

She was steady, just said: "let me go, the hood has not been lifted."

Did you drink two more mouthfuls of wine? Now listen to the voice of frost how so intoxicating? It's like a feather tickling and tickling in my heart.

Breathing, uncontrollably shortens two minutes, that is, the hot air sprayed out is even hotter than before.

Moon like frost only feel the heat between the neck more and more hot, is the body can not stop more and more hot up.

This kind of feeling, for her, is very strange, even she does not know what to do, her mind is a paste.

All of a sudden, the solid chest behind him is not there, even the hands around the waist are not there.

Heart, suddenly like a piece of empty.

The next moment, the side of the concave place rose again, the sound of footsteps sounded, step by step away.

His brow frowned unconsciously. Suddenly, his voice came from his ear: "I'm so anxious that I didn't lift the lid and drink our wine."

Deep and magnetic voice with a bit of intoxicating hoarseness, extremely charming.

Just this sound can make people imagine.

The atmosphere in the room is getting more and more ambiguous. I don't know when to breathe.

The sound of footsteps sounded again, and the moon was as tense as frost.

The night Mo Chen takes Xi to say, slowly stir up the red cap.

Cover more and more up, such as frost on the beautiful face after carefully dressed slowly into the eye.

The night Mo Chen breathes suddenly one suffocate, very hard just stabilize mood, lift the cover down, put aside.

It is said that the day a woman marries is the most beautiful day in her life. Until now, he has a deep understanding.

His frost has always been beautiful, but on weekdays, she is almost no powder, plain face up to the sky, and like plain color, looks very refined, just like a fairy.

Occasionally, she applied thin powder, and her clothes were embroidered with patterns, which made her look more exquisite. She was the only one who could afford the four words of "love the country and the city".

When she was dressed in men's clothes, she was mysterious, spirited, good and evil, making people unconsciously want to get close to her.

Now, she is dressed in a big red wedding dress, with a phoenix crown and a few beads hanging down in front of her forehead, which makes her elaborate make-up covered with a wisp of mystery and makes people unconsciously want to see more clearly.

He raised his hand, gently opened the string of beads curtain, the clear voice sounded, the sound hit into the heart, and at this time, he also saw her face.

It's the first time that she has painted such a heavy make-up, but it's just the right make-up. A little more is cumbersome, and a little less is not enough to match her dress.

She was born beautiful, in the elaborate dress, and a bit more gorgeous, she raised her eyes and he looked at each other, eyes only his appearance, dark pupil eyes seem to be dyed with several colors, Yingying autumn wave, wave flow is full of colorful streamer, unlimited amorous feelings.

Her nose, delicate and lovely, a pair of lips, ruddy full, delicate, like a cherry picking.

Its eyebrow is a little bit gorgeous, cinnabar added a bit more enchanting for its frequency.

His throat rolled, and a dry heat rushed up.

Heart next move, slowly close to her, intention to kiss that pair of red lips that make him move.

The curtain of beads sways, and the ambiguity is infinite.

However, before touching the lip, his chest was blocked by a pair of small hands.

She raised her eyes slightly, and her eyes met. Her lips moved, just like the yellow leaves of the valley, and a few lustful voices came into her ears: "Mo Chen, we haven't drunk our Jiaobei yet."Obviously stunned for a while, he turned around and picked up the two cups that had just been turned upside down, handed one to yuerushuang, and took the other by himself.

Two hands entwined, and then, drink the wine in their hands.

The fragrance of wine twines between the lips and teeth, lasting for a long time.

I don't know whether the wine is too intoxicating or the people are too beautiful. Yemo Chen feels that he is drunk.

The heat in her body was already hard to control. When she raised her eyes, she suddenly saw the moon like frost sticking out her tongue and sweeping around, as if to sweep away the wine on her lips. However, she didn't expect how attractive she was.

For Yemo Chen, this is seduction! He is also a normal man, how can he stand such provocation?

Without further hesitation, he threw the wine cup, grabbed the wine cup in yuerushuang's hand and threw it to the ground. Then, without further hesitation, he directly kisses the red lips that made him think for a long time.

Both of them still have the taste of wine between their lips and teeth. I don't know if the wine is too strong, or if there is no wine, they are deeply attracted by each other.

Lips and teeth entangled, lingering constantly.

Their kissing skills need to be improved. Maybe they are too eager to have each other, or eager to occupy the dominant position. At first, they still kiss well. Later, they are just gnawing under the fierce battle.

You come and I go. The war is fierce.

Not long after, the smell of blood was diffused between their lips and teeth, and there was pain in varying degrees on their lips and tongue.

But, even so, they still do not want to let go of each other, there is a kind of go on like this, the taste of the end of time.

It's not good to be hungry too long!

Of course, just a kiss, of course, can not be satisfied, the fierce battle, still continue.