"No need." The door that had just been closed by Ke Ren was pushed open, and a familiar voice came to Jiao Xiaoliu's ears. Feng Qianchen, dressed in red wedding clothes, floated in front of Jiao Xiaoliu like the wind, "I knew it."
You're not used to this thing on your head, so I'll help you take it off first." As soon as he finished speaking, Jiao Xiaoliu felt his eyes light up, Feng Qianchen had already picked the hijab off with a scale.
"Then can I take off this thing on my head?" Jiao Xiaoliu looked at Feng Qianchen pitifully. She felt that her forehead must have been bruised.
Feng Qianchen smiled and said nothing, bent down and took off the phoenix crown on Jiao Xiaoliu's head, "Why is it so heavy?" Feng Qianchen was shocked when he took the phoenix crown in his hand, it was a bit too heavy.
The phoenix crown on Jiao Xiaoliu's head was taken away, and he suddenly leaned back on the bed with relief, "I finally see the light of day again..."
"My beloved, I just lied down on the bed in front of my husband in broad daylight..." Feng Qianchen smiled evilly and threw himself on Jiao Xiaoliu, "What should I do if I suddenly don't want to go out and accompany those boring people?"
Kehe and Kexin, who had accompanied Jiao Xiaoliu in, saw this situation and could only retreat quietly.
Jiao Xiaoliu's face turned red instantly. He wanted to push Feng Qianchen away but felt that he had no strength at all, "No, stop making trouble, go out and accompany those guests..."
"Are you so anxious to drive me out?" Feng Qianchen's eyes held a hint of cunning that he had never shown in front of Jiao Xiaoliu. "I remember that time clearly. You said you would continue after I come back..."
"What?" Our Miss Jiao's thoughts drifted back to that night. If it weren't for someone coming from the Prince's Mansion... Jiao Xiaoliu suddenly closed her eyes and didn't dare to think anymore, and she started to stutter when she spoke, "That, that
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Feng Qianchen picked up a stray strand of Jiao Xiaoliu's hair and played with it in his hand, "It's been so long. It's time for my beloved concubine to fulfill her promise, right?"
"I, I, I..." Jiao Xiaoliu wanted to bite off his tongue. I waited for a long time but didn't know how to continue.
Feng Qianchen sighed almost inaudibly, "Okay, I won't tease you anymore. Have a good rest, tonight we will..." Feng Qianchen said the rest of the words close to Jiao Xiaoliu's ear and should not be told to outsiders.
The only thing we know is that after listening to Feng Qianchen's words, our Miss Jiao's face turned even redder.
Feng Qianchen looked at his masterpiece with satisfaction and pointed to his forehead, "My beloved, you have a bruise here. It will be dealt with later. My husband will go to accompany the guests first..." Jiao Xiaoliu felt a lightness on his body and a long
I breathed a sigh of relief, it was so thrilling just now.
He sat up and looked at Feng Qianchen's red back. He smiled infatuatedly and said, "Even the back is so handsome..." He touched his forehead and said, "I know there are bruises. I will never suffer this kind of sin again."
Jiao Xiaoliu stood up and wanted to walk to the dressing table, but stepped on the long skirt of the wedding dress and fell to the ground. Three black lines suddenly appeared on Jiao Xiaoliu's head, "Damn it."
I slowly got up and rubbed my knees. I'd better find some clothes to change into first. Just as I was about to move, the door opened again from the outside. Keren and Kexin walked in and saw Jiao Xiaoliu who was bending over and rubbing his knees.
He was stunned. "Princess, what are you..."
"Oh, this dress is too cumbersome. Help me find something simpler to change into."
