[Chapter 42 Chapter 289 Princess, Please Have Mercy 18]
The wedding date arrived as scheduled.
Under the witness of hundreds of civil and military officials and the ruler of the world, Xie Yanqing, dressed in red, married his beloved girl at the age of 24.
That day, the room was filled with red, replacing the blood-red of twenty years.
Xie Yanqing felt that this color wasn't that ugly after all.
At least on Wen Shinian, it was beautiful, very beautiful...
"What's the matter?"
Wen Shinian still had a veil on her head, and her entire face was exposed to the air.
When she looked at him, her autumn eyes shimmered with watery light, and in her eyes, there was only his figure. Her red lips were raised, and the smile on her lips seemed particularly gentle under the warm yellow candlelight.
Xie Yanqing was still in the process of lifting the veil, but when he saw the beauty under the candlelight, he didn't take the next step for a long time.
Wen Shinian's voice did not wake him up. His dull, silly and dazed look revealed his sheer stupidity.
Seeing him like this, Wen Shinian had no choice but to pull him forward, reached out to touch his face, and leaned over to kiss him.
A special fragrance hits your nose, and a familiar softness comes to your touch.
Xie Yanqing's brain might not be awake yet, but his body has already habitually hugged the person in front of him and spontaneously deepened the kiss.
"Princess, you are so beautiful. I wish I could marry you every day."
Xie Yan kissed Wen Shinian's lips lightly, blurting out words as if expressing his feelings.
Wen Shinian was amused at once.
She stood up straight, put her hands on Xie Yanqing's shoulders and pushed back.
Xie Yanqing retreated according to her strength and looked at her with a puzzled look.
"I don't want to get married every day. Once is enough for this kind of trouble."
Even if there is someone to serve you, you still have to go through the necessary rituals, so it's still very tiring.
Xie Yan gently stroked Wen Shinian's face. The soft and delicate touch was like the finest brocade, making one unable to let go.
"A night of love is worth a thousand gold, Princess, let's rest now."
His mind is now full of how to eat the delicious food in front of him.
Wen Shinian glared at him, "Didn't you ask for enough the other day?"
According to regulations, the two newlyweds cannot see each other the day before the wedding.
Therefore, the day before they parted, Xie Yanqing pestered her for the entire day.
Sometimes, Wen Shinian even felt weak.
Xie Yan smiled softly, leaned over and kissed Wen Shinian's soft and delicious lips.
"How can you be affectionate with the princess?"
Even if you do it for your whole life, until you die, it will never be enough.
Seeing that the person in front of him was about to transform into a wolf again, Wen Shinian's heart trembled.
After playing around for a while, my body has become more sensitive.
Just being glanced at by Xie Yan caused a tingling sensation in his tailbone.
For a moment, my mouth was dry.
She looked at Xie Yanqing and licked her lips for some unknown reason.
The pink and soft tongue gently strokes the plump lips.
A lot of lip balm was eaten, and the color became a little lighter.
The arc of Xie Yanqing's chest rose and fell faster, and his eyes were as thick as ink with glue.
"Princess……"
"We're already married, and you still call me princess?"
Since he was moved, Wen Shinian didn't act pretentiously.
She took the initiative to stand up and pulled Xie Yanqing to sit on the edge of the bed, then walked forward and sat on his lap, hugging his neck with both hands.
Maybe they were too close and rubbed against something, Xie Yanqing couldn't help but hold her waist tightly, letting out a sexy gasp from his throat.
"Prince, Princess, what do you want me to call you?"
The man looked at her with scorching eyes, and emotions were surging wildly in his eyes, as if he wished he could turn into thousands of hands to wrap around her.
But at this time, he could bear it.
Wen Shinian curled his lips, leaned closer and rested his forehead against Xie Yanqing's.
The two were very close, their noses touching, their breaths entangled.
"Yan Qing, what do you want to call? You can call it whatever you want."
Wen Shinian moved his nose away, and after saying this, he kissed the corner of Xie Yanqing's lips.
A dragonfly skims the water, barely having time to taste the flavor.
The veins on the back of Xie Yanqing's hands were bulging, and the muscles on the back of his hands were tense. He put his hands around Wen Shinian's waist and pressed hard.
Wen Shinian threw himself hard into Xie Yanqing's arms, and immediately afterwards, his chin was pinched.
The man's hoarse and low voice rang in my ears.
"My wife."
These two words were like a switch. After Xie Yan uttered them, he could no longer control his suppressed desire. He pinched her chin and kissed her fiercely.
He pried his lips open and attacked the city wantonly.
The cunning enemy is agile and greedy, and will not let go of any part of the city.
Wen Shinian whimpered, and the saliva at the corner of her lips that she hadn't had time to swallow was also licked clean.
The ornaments on her head had been taken off in a daze, and her long, jet-black hair fell like a waterfall.
Xie Yan kissed her gently, and even took a moment to grab a strand of her long hair and play with it in his hand.
Wen Shinian felt pain at the root of his tongue and his body felt extremely weak.
When lying on the couch, the person seemed to be kissed silly.
She lay helplessly on the bed, staring blankly at the bed curtains with unfocused eyes.
Xie Yanqing's kiss roamed freely.
"Um……"
Wen Shinian bit his lips tightly, and as he arched his upper body upward, his fingertips couldn't help but tightly grasp Xie Yanqing's hair.
The hairband in Xie Yanqing's hair was pulled away, and her cold long hair slid down, scratching her thighs and causing a piercing itch.
"Disgusted..."
Xie Yan raised his head slightly, his eyes flashing with madness in the candlelight.
"My wife, your husband is here."
He stood up and wanted to kiss Wen Shinian's lips.
Wen Shinian turned his head away silently, "Now, I can't kiss you..."
"hehe……"
Xie Yan chuckled softly, and didn't make it difficult. He settled for the next best thing and kissed her cheek.
"My wife is so lovely, it makes me, your husband, even more pleased."
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The candle burned out, and the moon's white belly turned up.
Inside the room, an arm suddenly peeked out from the tightly closed bed curtains, covered with dense marks.
The backs of my hands and fingers are all purple and red from sucking.
The arm stretched out in the air, with the five fingers spread out as if trying to grab something.
A few seconds later, another hand, also with marks but obviously larger than hers, chased out.
The big hand inserted into the tip of her little finger, clasped her fingers tightly and forcefully pulled her back into the tent.
"My lady, for the last time..."
A hoarse voice came from inside the bed curtains.
Not long after, a distinct female voice, but a huskier one with a crying tone, was heard.
"Liar, big liar...you always say it's the last time."
"Oh my god, it's already dawn!!"
After this sound, there was a light laugh, followed by a hiss of pain.
"My lady, this is the last time, hiss! My lady, bite harder, I like you to leave marks on my husband."
"Xie Yanqing!!! You've stopped!"
Knowing when to stop is naturally impossible.
The sky was completely bright, and I ordered water for the last time in the bridal chamber.
The servant in charge of boiling water: ...The patrolling guards can’t endure as much as them.
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