Mo Xi'er glanced at the pile of food on the eye table and the bottle of wine that had just been opened. She said calmly, "I'm not full tonight. As soon as I've sent something, don't waste it."

Qingmuchen is a gentleman in this respect.

No matter how bad he was, he couldn't make her hungry on her wedding night.

After all, it's the physical strength of two people that will be consumed later.

Shrugging, he spread out his hand and motioned her to continue.

Mo Xi'er didn't know what crooked thought he was thinking in his head, so he ate it with a knife and fork.

Just tasted two mouthfuls of food, the wrist is cold unexpectedly again pressed by Qing Mu Chen.

Mo Xi'er squints at him from the corner of his eyes. Without waiting for him to speak, she has expected what he will do next.

"Here's your knife and fork!" Knowing that he wanted to rob himself, she took the tableware under his eyes and handed it to him.

However, Qing Mu Chen did not take over.

"Feed me!" He took her wrist for granted.

Mo Xi'er's heart trembled and his mind was full of saliva on the knife and fork after they shared a set of tableware.

How disgusting!

Dirty or not?

She hasn't shared a set of tableware with anyone since she was a child. Even when she was a child, her parents didn't feed her the things in her bowl.

Mo Xi'er stares at his knife and fork for a long time, and his goose bumps are almost several.

However, if you can't bear it, you will make a big plan.

"Well, I'll feed you!" She calmed down and covered up her dislike in her eyes. With a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, she took a piece of fried fish for him.

Qing Mu Chen a face to enjoy of the thing that she sent over contained in the mouth.

Mo Xi'er poured another glass of wine for him.

"The wine of 1873 is very good!" She handed him the glass with appreciation.

"Yes? Let's find some more some other day! " Qingmuchen takes over and drinks the wine in the cup. What he says makes Mo Xi'er feel spoiled.

Mo Xi'er poured another cup for him.

She has been pouring wine for him and seldom feeding him food.

Qingmuchen was on an empty stomach, and the taste of drinking on an empty stomach was not good. He had drunk so many cups before, and his dizzy head was in chaos very quickly.

Mo Xi'er sat opposite him and stared at him quietly.

Eyes in his face fixed frame for a few seconds, observed his reaction, looking at his eyes slowly blurred, her lips if not Yang Yang.

"This bottle is almost finished!" He poured another glass for him, stood up and sent the glass to his lips with a smile. Mo Xi'er raised his hand and took the initiative to feed him.

She has a very good smell of Burmese gardenia, light, and the night wind blowing, let a person a little intoxicated.

Closer, the fragrance of the flowers became clearer.

Qing Mu Chen doesn't know what she's been poisoned by. Smelling the fragrance on her body, she suddenly wants to indulge in it.

Long arm will hold her hand, pull her to his side with a belt, pressing her to sit on his leg, Qing Mu Chen bent over, lips aimed at her lips on the kiss.

His kiss had lost the ferocity he had in church before, biting her lips / petals, as if savoring a feast, including / sucking, pestering and refusing to let go.

The smell of her mouth is very good, as clean as her people, clean as a holy snow, bewitching him and making him want to invade.

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