Su Zhuo stood in the center of the crowd, wearing a red wedding robe and her pretty, almost enchanting eyebrows. Just standing there was eye-catching.

He picked up the wine glass with a smile and took a sip. The wine in the glass swayed slightly, reflecting a faint light under the light.

After three rounds of drinking, the young man was released by a group of officials.

King Qin held up a wine glass and stopped him, unable to speak clearly.

"Brother Imperial... I wish you... a happy wedding..."

Su Zhuo responded with a faint smile, and looked at the guards following him.

"Hel your prince down to rest."

The guard came up to him quickly, covered his mouth and took him away.

Your Majesty, please shut up! Your Majesty’s eyes are killing people!

The young man flicked his sleeves and walked away again.

Well, a certain young emperor is still jealous because of that incident.

…

When he pushed the door open and entered the room, he saw that there was no one around the bed. When he looked again, there was a small ball under the quilt.

Alan, who was guarding outside the room, felt a little nervous and whispered.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty, your Majesty is too tired. She rested after taking a bath. Do you need a slave to wake her up?"

After all, I have never seen a bride fall asleep first on her wedding night.

The young man shook his head, waved his hand for her to go down, then closed the door and walked towards the bed.

He glanced at a sleeping little girl and couldn't help but reach out and poke her little face.

This is the wedding night, why did you fall asleep before he came back?

As he thought about it, his eyes were full of doting.

The little girl seemed to be disturbed. She groaned dissatisfiedly and rolled over inside.

Then he pressed his feet against the quilt and stopped moving.

Quite restless.

The young man had no choice but to coax her into adjusting her sleeping position, lowered his head and kissed her forehead, then turned around and went out to take a bath.

When I came back again, the little girl had woken up.

Her long, silky black hair was draped casually, revealing a sweet little face. She was sitting in front of the table wearing a snow-white coat, holding a pastry in her hand and biting into small bites.

Seeing him coming back, Litang waved her little hand, her tone a little vague.

"Do you want to eat?"

Su Zhuo shook his head, walked over to dry the moisture on his body, and poured her a cup of tea first. After seeing her swallow the pastry, he poured a glass of wine.

"Good boy, Tangtang, would you like to have a glass of wine first?"

Even if the hijab is not lifted, you still have to drink a glass of wine.

A certain emperor thought secretly.

Litang looked up and licked her lower lip out of curiosity.

"Well, what kind of wine is it?"

"Plum wine."

The little girl nodded with interest, came over and drank obediently.

Then he lowered his head again and picked up the food on the plate.

After eating and drinking, Litang leaned back in her seat and touched her belly with satisfaction.

"Eat up."

The young man chuckled softly, grabbed her waist and pressed her into his arms, breathing hot breath on her.

"good."

When he's full, it's his turn.

By the time she was put on the bed, Litang was already in a daze from being kissed, and then she felt the young man leaning towards her and asked half-coaxingly.

"Hey Tangtang, where is the album?"

"Well... under the pillow."

The bed curtain was lowered by a slender and beautiful hand, and wedding robes were thrown out one after another, scattered randomly on the ground, intertwined in layers.

He lowered his head and kissed Litang's lips. His breath seemed a little unsteady, and his voice was not as clear and clear as before, but was full of hoarseness.

"Good boy, Tangtang, do you like it?"

Litang hesitated and bit his shoulder, showing her displeasure with her actions.

Even though he is thousands of miles away, he only wants you.
Chapter completed!