There was a lot of traffic in front of the Longting Hotel, and all the people who came and went were people with status and status in the city.

At the wedding reception, everyone was smiling, it was superficial.

There are also people who are secretly upset.

Those are the best relatives of the Ning family.

Ning Zhiyuan didn't like those top-notch relatives very much, but on his big day, he still invited those relatives to show his dead father a face.

Those relatives hoped that Ning Zhiyuan's wife would be chosen by them, but Ning Zhiyuan didn't care about them at all, and chose Lu Yongchun himself. The status of the Lu family is also worthy of that of the Ning family, leaving the relatives of the Ning family speechless.

Even if they had something to say, they didn't dare to say it under Ning Zhiyuan's ruthless cold eyes.

If there is too much talk, if Ning Zhiyuan makes another ruthless move, their life will be even worse.

At least now Ning Zhiyuan won't hit them, but he won't give them any holiday money. In Ning Zhiyuan's words, he does not support useless people. Relatives are relatives, but they are of no use to him, so naturally he will not give money to those relatives.

It's okay to ask for some favors from Ning Zhiyuan during the holidays, but Ning Zhiyuan will give them some small gifts, but they are worthless. For example, on the Dragon Boat Festival, Ning Zhiyuan would give them ten rice dumplings, and on the Mid-Autumn Festival, he would give them a box of mooncakes, nothing else.

The best relatives who haven't taken advantage of it for a long time, tried their best to take advantage of it at the wedding banquet, and they all ate with open stomachs, and planned to pack away when they were full.

The winter sun goes down quickly.

It seemed that it was still high in the sky a moment ago, but now it is invisible.

The sun goes down and night is coming soon.

The wedding banquet lasted until the evening, and one group of guests came and another group came, and one group came and another group left.

The groom, Ning Zhiyuan, was drunk around eight o'clock in the evening. Too many people have toasted to him. Usually, this President Ning is as cold as an iceberg, and he rarely appears at parties. Even if he does, no one dares to toast him presumptuously. Today is his big day. Sweeping the ice-cold and smiling face gave everyone the courage to toast.

Lu Yongchun did not drink much alcohol.

Ning Zhiyuan held back a lot of alcohol for her.

The bridesmaids also followed her to block the wine.

When Lu Yongchun saw Ning Zhiyuan who was drunk and couldn't tell the difference between east, west, and north, his face was dark.

Those people are also hateful, knowing that Ning Zhiyuan is the groom and toasting so much wine, didn't they deliberately get Ning Zhiyuan drunk? They still want a bridal chamber.

After personally supporting the drunken Ning Zhiyuan, Lu Yongchun bid farewell to the guests, and then helped Ning Zhiyuan to leave.

The groom was drunk, and the newlyweds wanted to leave all the guests and leave first, and no one said a word.

...

After a lot of effort, Lu Yongchun helped Ning Zhiyuan into the new house, and threw him on the big bed that had been replaced with festive red sheets. Lu Yongchun also fell on the bed, exhausting her to death.

The man beside me is too heavy.

After lying down for a while, Lu Yongchun turned sideways, propped his head up with one hand, pinched Ning Zhiyuan's face with the other hand, and blamed Ning Zhiyuan in his mouth: "Do you really think you are a huge amount, you can't get drunk with a thousand cups, drink, drink, drink. Get drunk now. I hate it, you still need me to serve you on your wedding night."

Ning Zhiyuan was sound asleep.

Lu Yongchun moved a little closer, pinched Ning Zhiyuan's nose, then his lips, then his face, finally she leaned on his body, listened to his steady and strong heartbeat, and murmured: "Zhiyuan, I'm married, I'm finally married."

She didn't realize that Ning Zhiyuan's hands quietly wrapped around her waist, her closed phoenix eyes quietly opened, and a doting smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I thought I would never find a man who could make my heart beat in my life, but I didn't expect him to be you."

Taking advantage of Ning Zhiyuan's drunkenness, Lu Yongchun confessed his thoughts unscrupulously.

Ning Zhiyuan just quietly listened to his new wife confessing to him, the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.

"Stop talking, getting married once is exhausting, and I won't get married next time." After Lu Yongchun finished speaking, he wanted to leave Ning Zhiyuan's body, but was held back by a big hand. Ning Zhiyuan's dangerous question sounded above her head : "How many more times do you want to marry? With whom?"

Lu Yongchun was taken aback, isn't he drunk?

Struggling to sit upright, Lu Yongchun looked at the man lying on the bed again, his phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, staring at her with a dangerous aura, his eyes told her that he was not drunk at all.

"Zhiyuan, are you not drunk?"

Ning Zhiyuan sat up and hummed: "Do you really miss me getting drunk?"

Lu Yongchun nodded and shook his head.

"Who else do you want to marry?"

Lu Yongchun replied innocently: "Didn't I marry you? I said it casually just now, I don't want to get married again, it's very tiring."

"If it's not tiring, you plan to marry twice?"

"Ning Zhiyuan, don't pick stones in your eggs."

Ning Zhiyuan pulled her into his arms vigorously, turned over and pressed her under him, then pulled her hands away and placed them on the sides of her head, staring at her with deep and burning phoenix eyes, and said in a low voice Said: "From today onwards, you, Lu Yongchun, are my wife, Ning Zhiyuan. No matter how many times you want to get married, the groom must be me, otherwise I will ruin your wedding."

Just because of what she said casually, this guy is jealous!

Lu Yongchun laughed, "Well, since you are so domineering, I will obey you."

At the end, she muttered: "I'm jealous like this, I'm going to catch up with Mu Chen."

Mu Chen is just a jealous vat.

Ning Zhiyuan bowed his head, kissed her lightly on her lips, and said softly: "Wing Chun, we are married."

"Yes, married."

"When you get married, you need a bridal chamber."

"..."

Lu Yongchun couldn't catch up.

The next moment, he couldn't wait to kiss her lips, and his big hands began to move around her body, and quickly picked up her clothes.

"Zhiyuan..." Lu Yongchun tilted his head to get rid of the entanglement of Ning Zhiyuan's lips and tongue, and gasped, "Don't be impatient, let's... talk about love for a while, love words..."

While moving his lips and tongue to her neck, Ning Zhiyuan said, "I'm already in my thirties, and I haven't tasted a woman yet, do you think I can take it easy?"

Lu Yongchun: ...

The eager Ning Zhiyuan swept Lu Yongchun with his enthusiasm.

In the new house, there are only men's panting and women's cooing.

I don't know how long it has passed, but it seems to be calm.

Lu Yongchun's legs were trembling, who said that the relationship between men and women is like sitting on clouds? Why does she feel sore? If she was asked to stand up at this moment, she would definitely not be able to stand still.

"Wing Chun, are you okay?"

Ning Zhiyuan, who was full of food and drink, hugged his wife distressedly, and asked softly.

Lu Yongchun opened his mouth and bit him.

Ning Zhiyuan suffered from pain, but didn't make a sound.

He hurt her.

She was going to bite him now, and he let her bite.

After biting him hard, Lu Yongchun softly asked: "I want to take a bath."

"Okay, I'll turn on the water first, let's take a mandarin duck bath."

Lu Yongchun was powerless to refuse him.