This is a three-story villa imitating European-style architecture, with a round dark red roof, white walls, wrought iron arches, and two dazzling happy words posted on the door.
In the new house, the bride, Yan Min, was wiping her tears, "I have never been so embarrassed. How can I see anyone now?"
Tao Weicheng sat next to her and kept coaxing her, "Minmin, today is our happy day, please stop crying, be good, come here, smile~"
"How can I laugh? She called me a milf in front of so many people, and she also said that she is also a slut..." Yan Min became more and more angry as she thought about it, and she simply lay on the bed and started sobbing.
"If you really hate us, let's just leave!"
"Oh, how could that be? Don't be as knowledgeable as a child!"
"I don't care!" Yan Min sat up and stared, "In this family, it's her or me! It's your choice!"
"This..." Tao Weicheng hesitated, and finally said cautiously, "Minmin, if we send Zhixing away just after we get married, I'm afraid... it will attract gossip, right? And," he lowered his head and whispered,
"Weaver Star is only 19 years old. She is still young. We have to teach her slowly..."
"Teach?! How? She sent wreaths at our wedding!! Whose child would do such a rebellious thing?"
"this……"
Outside the new house, a tall figure slowly left.
The living room on the first floor was brightly lit by two red lanterns, the TV volume was turned up very loud, and there were empty wine bottles scattered on the floor. A pair of slender legs rested on the coffee table.
Leng Yiran slowly walked downstairs and saw the person nestled on the sofa at a glance.
Zhi Xing raised his eyebrows, his cat eyes showed a trace of laziness, and he looked sideways. His handsomeness was completely inherited from Yan Min's beauty. His skin was fair, his facial features were like sculptures, and they were well proportioned. The dim light illuminated his profile.
Above, the nose casts a small elongated silhouette, which is deep and slightly blurred.
His hair was a bit long, and the hair on his forehead almost covered his eyes. Despite this, Zhixing could still see a pair of indifferent eyes through the thick layer of hair.
Leng Yiran walked straight up to her and looked at her with a slightly raised eyebrow.
Zhi Xing sat up, raising her eyelashes mockingly, pulling up her short skirt at the same time, exposing half of her beautiful buttocks, leaning over, and the beauty of her chest was unobstructed. She raised her red lips, and a wild charm overflowed from her lips,
With a smile, the cat's eyes showed a mysterious whirlpool, with a hint of drunkenness, "Your mother slept with my father, and I will sleep with you!"
Leng Yiran lowered his eyes and smiled, and there was a dark tone in that smile.
Suddenly, his huge body pressed directly on her body, and the two of them sank into the sofa together, and their hot breath quickly spread into each other.
Zhi Xing was startled, then calmed down and raised his red lips provocatively, "So impatient? Haha, if I scream now, your image as a good baby will be in jeopardy~"
Leng Yiran pinched her chin, his eyes were like paint, and when he stared at her, there was a biting cold feeling. Despite this, the image in Zhixing's eyes began to become clearer.
She smiled, "If you pretend for too long, you will get tired."
He held her with one hand and began to move ambiguously over her body with the other hand, "Don't you want to sleep with me? I'll sleep with you!" After that, he kissed her lips fiercely.
His kiss came suddenly.
Zhi Xing just frowned, then hooked his hands around his neck, pulled him close to him, and said hoarsely in his ear, "Then show your skills and let me see what you are like with other people."