"Okay, I will accompany you." Yuan Hongxi scratched her nose, "But I have to tell Muyin first."
"No." Han Queluo pouted and held his hand, "What if we go and Muyin doesn't come back to Brother Yuan?"
"Will not."
"No!" Han Queluo kicked her legs and acted coquettishly, "Brother Yuan, don't you want to go..."
"Okay, okay." Yuan Hongxi nodded helplessly, "Then I'll stay at your place tonight."
"Yeah." Han Queluo nodded with a smile.
"Then I'll go change my clothes first. It's not good to wear wedding clothes." Yuan Hongxi nodded her nose and walked outside.
Muyin, who was lying by the door, heard this and withdrew decisively.
She finally understood that person's purpose, which was just to stimulate herself. If she screamed out, she was still a princess after all, but she couldn't control her husband on her wedding day. If she told him, she would be embarrassed.
If she hadn't screamed, Han Queluo would have been able to make herself half angry and suppress her own limelight.
It was really insidious. Muyin was very disdainful of her methods, and gradually controlled her emotions. She found her room with the help of impressions.
When I walked in, the room was still very warm, as if Yuan Hongxi had never left.
For some reason, when she heard Yuan Hongxi say that she wanted to accompany Han Queluo to sleep, Muyin always felt empty in her heart. She thought this was normal. After all, Shen Ning said that she used to like Yuan Hongxi very much.
However... she always felt that she and Yuan Hongxi seemed to have made some agreement, and Yuan Hongxi... seemed to be breaking that agreement layer by layer.
What is that?
In confusion, she took off her clothes and slept alone on the bed, staring at the gold and red candles in a daze. Being tossed over and found alone in the bed made her thoughts even more complicated.
I can't remember it. It feels so uncomfortable to not be able to remember it. But...if I could remember everything, would it be even more uncomfortable, and would I be even more unable to accept it?
Han Queluo waited in the room for a while, and Yuan Hongxi came with a sullen face.
She smiled sweetly and looked at Yuan Hongxi who had changed his clothes and hugged him barefoot. As soon as she touched him, Han Queluo felt dizzy and her consciousness became a little blurred.
It's strange... Recently, whenever she wanted to get in touch with Yuan Hongxi, Yuan Hongxi would always find an excuse to leave first and then come back.
When she comes back, she will feel like a different person. But it doesn't matter, after a while, she will have Yuan Hongxi's child...
Being pushed down on the bed by Yuan Hongxi, Han Queluo chuckled and blew like orchid: "Brother Yuan..."
Pushing forward, she closed her eyes and enjoyed it, while Yuan Hongxi's face in front of her became increasingly blurry, but she seemed to be unable to control it and could only ask for it.
In the middle of the night, Muyin was woken up by the wind outside the window. She opened her eyes, a little annoyed. Damn it, you finally fell asleep, and you were tossed again.
Walking to the window, she stretched out her hand to close the window, mumbling in her heart. Strangely, she remembered that the window was closed before going to bed. Wasn't the wind blowing too much?
Just as he mentioned the wind, another strong wind blew in through the window, blowing out the red candle. Muyin stared, feeling a little trembling in his heart, could it be that it was haunted?
She turned around and was about to light the candle when suddenly a pair of hands hugged her waist. Frightened, Muyin was furious: "Who?"
