Lin Xiaoer was sitting in the wedding room in the backyard. She could vaguely hear the howling of the cold wind outside. The wedding room was extremely quiet. A red candle was placed on the desk, waiting for her husband's arrival.

Being able to marry the person you like is an extremely happy thing for Lin Xiaoer.

What is slightly regrettable is that I am a concubine.

However, in the joy of her wedding, she quickly forgot about her concubine.

Lin Xiaoer was wearing a red wedding dress, sitting upright beside the red bed, with a red hijab covering her head. Her little hands in the wedding dress were clasped together, and she hadn't moved for a long time.

Maybe her butt was numb after waiting for a long time. Lin Xiaoer wanted to stand up and walk around, but she was afraid that Chen Mo would suddenly come in and see her running around unruly, leaving flaws on the most important moment in her life.
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Fortunately, at this moment, the door creaked open and then closed again, and the footsteps got closer and closer.

"Mo Lang, is that you?" Lin Xiaoer asked softly.

"We've all gone to the church to get married. Now it's time to call me husband." Chen Mo came over, picked up the gold weighing pole placed on the desk, and gently lifted the red hijab on Lin Xiaoer's head.

Lin Xiaoer's face was delicate, and she also put on makeup and rouge to highlight her aura. She had a nice fragrance on her body. The lifting of the red hijab made her face suddenly turn red. When she heard Chen Mo's words, she lightly

Biting her lip, she said shyly: "Husband...husband."

"Hey." Chen Mo smiled and hummed, poured a glass of wine, sat down next to Lin Xiaoer, gave her the glass of wine, and then smiled and said: "Madam, please give me your advice for the rest of my life!"

Lin Xiaoer took the glass of wine and laughed out loud, but felt bad, so she quickly covered her mouth and said, "Husband, where did you learn this?"

"Doesn't it sound good?"

"It's not that it doesn't sound good, it's just that it's a bit weird for you to say it." Lin Xiaoer said.

"It's okay. As for the wedding room, only the two of us know about it, so let's blame it." Chen Mo raised his hand and stretched it out.

Lin Xiaoer understood, and the two crossed their arms and exchanged glasses of wine after finishing their drinks.

After lifting the red hijab and drinking a glass of wine, Lin Xiaoer knew what was going to happen next without even thinking about it.

Although she is still a virgin, she has seen that kind of thing with her own eyes.

Moreover, her husband, the big bad guy, taught her in advance.

Lin Xiaoer's cheeks were so red that they seemed to be bleeding.

Her eyebrows were like willow leaves, and her red lips exuded a emerald luster under the candlelight. Sensing Chen Mo's burning gaze, Lin Xiaoer dared not look at Chen Mo, so she quickly lowered her head, held her hands together, and

A charming look that captures everything.

Chen Mo could no longer restrain himself, raised his hand to lift her chin, and joked: "I've been waiting for this day for a long time."

"Bah..." Lin Xiao'er snorted lightly, then patted Chen Mo's shoulder with a shy look and pursed her lips: "It's cheap...you got it."

The meaning released in these words is self-evident.

"Husband, I... I will make your bed."

Lin Xiaoer shyly broke away, then took off her red embroidered shoes, turned around and knelt on the bed, slowly spread out the red quilt, her back was burning, and she could clearly feel Chen Mo looking at her from behind.

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Chen Mo looked at Lin Xiaoer's back as she unfolded the quilt. Her buttocks were rounded by her wedding dress, which was quite attractive.

After swallowing, Chen Mo took off his shoes, hugged Lin Xuer from behind, and immediately helped her undress and take off her belt.

Lin Xiaoer didn't dare to move and let Chen Mo do what he did.

After taking off the robe and skirt, there is a white undershirt underneath.

As the thin belt around his waist was untied, the white undershirt on his body was also pulled off by Chen Mo, revealing a perfect body as white as jade.

While Chen Mo was admiring it, Lin Xiaoer couldn't bear her lover's burning gaze. She turned around, got into the red quilt, and wrapped her body tightly.

Chen Mo smiled.

First, he put down the curtains on both sides of the bed, and then lifted up the red quilt from the bottom up.

The delicate jade feet are exposed first, the slender and straight thighs are attractive, and then there is the slender waist with impressive curves...

When the quilt was completely lifted, Lin Xiaoer took the white silk scarf hidden under the pillow, put it under her body, and said with a shy look: "I hope you will have mercy on me."

Who could bear it? Chen Mo turned into a tiger.

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The night is blurry.

In the house where Jiang Qi lived, the room was decorated with festive decorations, with happy words posted on the windows. Chun Ling and Xia Ling stood at the door and waited quietly.

In the room, Jiang Qi and Bai Shuyu had not yet faded the words "marriage" on their bodies, covered their red headscarves, and were quietly waiting for their lover to return.

That's right, at Chen Mo's request, the two women were in the same wedding room.

According to Chen Mo's explanation, it saves trouble.

Jiang Qi hammered her legs. She was a little numb from sitting, but she did not complain. She knew that this was originally Lin Xuer's wedding, and Jiang Qi was very satisfied to be able to join them.

"Sister Qi, are you tired?" Bai Shuyu asked next to her, and then said: "If you are tired, sister will sleep for a while first, and call you later. With Mo Lang's strength, it is estimated that he will not come until late at night.

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Jiang Qi's face turned red, and she understood what Bai Shuyu meant by "Mo Lang's strength". She shook her head and said, "I'm not tired, but my legs are a little numb from sitting."

She felt that Bai Shuyu was right, so she lifted her red hijab, got up and started moving, and said at the same time: "Shuyu, haven't you been admitted yet?"

"No, but I feel it's getting close. Sister Qi'er is at the eighth level, right? It's really amazing. I don't know when I will reach the eighth level." Bai Shuyu said.

"Martial artists need decoctions to nourish themselves when they practice. From now on, if Mo Lang drinks an extra portion of the decoctions, you can also supplement them."

"No, that's a prescription specially prescribed by Yi Ren for Mo Lang."

The two chatted here and there, and after a long time before they knew it, footsteps came from outside the door.

"Master." Chun Ling and Xia Ling's voices sounded.

The two women sat up a little straighter, adjusted their red hijabs, and waited for Chen Mo to lift the hijab and call "Husband".

The door opens and closes.

Familiar footsteps came from far and near until the golden weighing pole on the desk was picked up and the hijabs on the heads of the two women were lifted one by one.

"Husband." The two women shouted sweetly in unison.

"Madam." Chen Mo poured two glasses of wine and handed them to the two women in turn. Then he poured two glasses for himself and sat down between the two women, holding a glass of wine in one hand.

His right hand passed through Jiang Qi's arm, and his left hand passed through Bai Shuyu's arm.

After drinking a glass of wine, the rules are over.

Jiang Qi and Bai Shuyu looked at each other and said in unison again: "I will wait for your husband to go to bed."

"No need."

Chen Mo shook his head, then picked up the red hijab and covered the two women again.

Just when the two women were confused, Chen Mo had already helped them take off their shoes and put down the curtain.

"Just like this..."
Chapter completed!