One sentence almost made Zhuo Ya die of embarrassment.
The God of Light outside the door couldn't take a smooth breath, and was suddenly choked and coughed violently.
Double cultivation?!
This great priest of ours is too tough, isn’t he?!
The God of Light did not dare to say another word and ran down the steps as if running away. He waved his hand and drove all the nearby eunuch guards into the outer hall.
All the way to the main hall, he walked carefully to Mingyue's side, "Your Highness, I said the great priest said..."
Mingyue turned her face sideways, "What did you say?!"
The God of Light glanced around, carefully approached him, and then whispered, "His Royal Highness said, let me tell you that he will not attend the banquet with the princess..."
Mingyue did not embarrass the God of Light, but simply raised her lips and said, "Okay, I understand!"
On the side, Mo Li could no longer sit still. With someone toasting to Mingyue, she immediately stood up and slipped to the corridor aside.
Mingyue looked back and saw that the beauty beside her was not there, and couldn't help but shake her head slightly.
This girl went anyway!
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In the wedding room, the wedding candles flickered.
The clear lips slid down from Zhuo Ya's neck naturally, landed on the top of the peak, and kissed her gently, while the two palms parted ways.
One hugged her waist, and the other slid down another mountain peak, exploring all the way down.
Zhuo Ya was a virgin, so she was naturally very sensitive. Although Ming Che's movements were green, they were already very stimulating to her.
Although she knew what would happen tonight, she felt his lips and tongue brushing against her skin, her body instinctively contracted, and her skin trembled.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable?!"
Feeling her body tense up, Mingche quickly stopped his movements and looked at her face with concern.
Zhuo Ya's face turned red, she curled up and her voice sounded like a mosquito, "No, I'm just... just a little cold!"
Her body is obviously hot, but she feels cold?!
Mingche didn't know that she was shy and refused to speak out. He took it for granted that she was a sign of poisonous hair, so he didn't dare to delay any longer. He immediately tore open his robe and said comfortingly, "Don't worry, I'll come to help you right away!"
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Zhuo Ya felt nervous as she listened to his undressed body, but she just tilted her face and did not dare to look at him.
For her, asking for a kiss from him on the pretext of being poisoned was an extreme act of boldness. If she were to take the initiative to eat someone like Mo Li, Zhuo Ya would be far from able to do so.
In a moment, Mingche had already stripped herself down, leaving only a pair of obscene pants.
Stepping forward, he carefully raised his hand to smooth her loose hair, then helped her up, hugged her half-naked body tightly into his arms, and wrapped her tightly with his growing body.
"Is it still cold?!"
At this time, Zhuo Ya's wedding robe was already half-undressed.
The hot skin between the two of them trembled, and her heart naturally beat harder.
She subconsciously stretched out her palm, wanting to touch her, and her hand gently landed on his chest.
His skin was smooth and firm, not as thin as she imagined. It was a man's chest. Although the chest was not very broad and heavy, it was enough to make her feel at ease.
Their skins depended on each other, her softness clung to his chest, her fingers were as light as feathers, but their fingertips seemed to carry thunder and lightning, which easily spread throughout his body. That kind of touch was a stimulation and clear to any man.
Although he was pure, he was still a man, and with the beauty in his arms, his body reacted instinctively.