Charm King Poison Queen

  Chapter 287 Yueyue takes a shot (1)

  In the room full of happy words, Xuan Yin slowly opened his heavy eyelids, and what caught his eyes was a bright red, like blood, which made people feel dizzy.

  He moved his body, as if his strength had been exhausted, and he was very tired.

   After a long time like this, his vision became clear, and he finally understood the setting of the room: red curtains, red tablecloth, red candles, two big double happiness on the window...

  He also has his own clothes. What does the big red flower on his chest mean?

  Uh, he won't get married, right?

So fast?

  Where is little Yueyue?

   Soon, the door was pushed open, and a bride dressed in a phoenix crown and xiabei came in with the support of a matchmaker.

  The matchmaker smiled obsequiously, and with every step she took, the makeup powder on her face seemed to be falling down.

  Strange, why doesn't he remember the previous events?

   Could it be a dream?

  The matchmaker helped the bride to the bedside, seeing such a handsome groom, she couldn't stop smiling from ear to ear.

   Xuanyin looked at the little Yueyue beside him in disbelief, and felt that although it was a dream, it was too beautiful.

  With strength coming from nowhere, he turned over and crushed the bride under him.

   After waiting for so long, I can finally do something shameful!

   "Yueyue, Yueyue, Yueyue..."

   While calling her name, he pulled her hijab anxiously.

  But suddenly, she patted him.

Xuan Yin froze for a moment, frowned and said: "What's the matter? You don't want to reject me again, do you? We're married, and still like this, isn't it too unreasonable?" Besides, it was a dream again, he had to put Come back to all the seventy-two styles on the **** map!

  After making up his mind, he went to take off her hijab again, but she slid out of his confinement deftly, and then extinguished the candle on the table extremely quickly.

  The room darkened in an instant, leaving only the thin moonlight, barely showing the figures of people.

   Xuan Yin hooked his lips and smiled: "Aren't you shy? Come on, come on, if you don't look at me, just kiss me."

  She sat back on the bed and was gently pulled into her arms by Xuan Yin. However, when Xuan Yin went to uncover her veil for the third time, she suddenly raised her hand again, and as if by a magic trick, she conjured a strip of cloth.

  She covered Xuanyin's eyes with cloth strips.

   Xuanyin couldn't help laughing, why don't you be so shy? Lights out, blindfolded?

  But this seems to be quite interesting.

   "Little Yueyue~"

  He touched her.

  She lay down quietly, waiting for his generous palm to walk on her body.

  He didn't stop at all, went straight to her hijab, and tore it off with a huff.

  He smacked his lips: "It's a pity I can't see it."

   went to hold her hand again.

   However, with this pull, his body froze.

  He pinched, pinched, squeezed, and pinched again, the more he squeezed, the more confused he became. Strange, when did Xiao Yueyue's hands become bigger and harder? It is as if there is no bone, but it is so soft that it can absorb water, and it is warm, not so cold.

  Is this the gap between dream and reality?

   Xuan Yin pursed her lips in displeasure, and went to hug her again. Afterwards, she became even more puzzled. Xiao Yueyue was as thin as a child, but the woman in her arms was obviously two sizes too big.

   Besides, her body...is not the familiar fragrance.

   Xuanyin tore off the cloth strips covering his eyes, and looked at the person on the bed. With the extremely thin moonlight, he could see clearly the pair of blood-red eyes.

   This is definitely not Ning Yue, and he is definitely not dreaming.

  (end of this chapter)