The door that used to be very mysterious in Yang Huairen's eyes, Yang Huairen finally pushed it open and stepped in.

After seeing everything in the house clearly, Yang Huairen calmed down - the newlywed cave room renovated from the boudoir of a Khitan princess is not much different from the traditional wedding room of the Han people.

Similarly, a group table was set up in the middle of the room, and five or six snacks were placed on the table, as well as a pot of wine and two jade cups. Two huge red candles lit up, sizzling from time to time.

The ground was covered with a fine Western Regions soft carpet, and somehow, people walked on it, and unconsciously began to feel soft.

The windows were also pasted with translucent red paper, and the candlelight turned red, and in the middle of the room was a large bed, which, of course, did not have a classical tent, but only a square base.

The base was covered with countless soft blankets, the finest cashmere blankets, and they were pure white, with a seductive pink in the red candlelight.

Sister Ghost didn't know when she had already bathed, so she changed into a traditional robe with the characteristics of the northern ethnic minorities, and the robe was made of gauze cotton, which looked very soft, with some dark flowers on the round neck and sleeves, and the whole light shirt faintly seemed to be transparent, dimly revealing a curvaceous carcass inside.

Yang Huairen is a man of four wives, but in such an atmosphere and environment, he still can't help but feel his body reacting, and he can't help but hold the banner of the charge high.

The ghost sister's hair was completely undecorated, and it was naturally stretched, sprinkled on her chest and back like a waterfall, and Yang Huairen couldn't figure out where the breeze came from.

He had to look at the delicate face, the warm lips that exuded natural red, the most natural blush floated on the white face like gel, the snort was in one by one, the warm breath hazy the pale blue eyes, and the willow-like curved eyebrows also danced with the soft hair.

It is said that the day a woman gets married is the most beautiful day in her life, Yang Huairen has experienced it four times, and I have to admit that the first person to say such things is simply a talent.

He was stupid, and then there was a burst of fragrance in his nose, even Yang Huairen, who is extremely sensitive and familiar with taste, can't say what kind of spice this wonderful smell comes from, he can only think that this is the kind of body fragrance that women are born with.

Feeling thirsty in an instant, Yang Huairen unconsciously swallowed a mouthful of spit, grabbed the wine jug on the group table, and poured two sips, but two large mouthfuls of wine went down to his stomach, not only did not quench his thirst, but made his chest and stomach also hot.

Even so, he still didn't continue to move forward, not that he was still hesitating about what to do with Sister Ghost, because he had made a decision before entering the door, and because he found that no matter how cunning Sister Ghost was, she never wanted to harm him.

A woman who is willing to give everything she has to a man must not be fake.

Yang Huairen didn't feel that she had concealed or deceived herself, so she was more careful about this woman.

Isn't it telling the fact that a woman is willing to give you a baby?

So Yang Huairen stayed where he was, not because of his own psychological burden, but because everything in front of him, the beauty was outrageous, so he didn't dare to touch it, because he was afraid that his impulsiveness and recklessness would ruin the most beautiful moment in her life.

He wants to enjoy the most sincere feeling and awe of beauty in his heart at this moment, and he also wants to keep this moment of the most beautiful and flawless ghost sister for a longer time, so long that the two of them have deeply carved this moment into their blood, into their memory, and into the depths of their souls.

As it wished, time seemed to hold up its never-stopping pace, as if it was also pitying the beauty of this moment.

The candle flame flickered, and the red light and shade kept changing on the ghost sister's delicate face, and she seemed to feel what Yang Huairen was thinking at this moment, so she didn't speak, just gasped lightly, and slowly relaxed her originally tense body.

The eyes of the two people were intertwined, but they did not leave each other shyly, and in the veins of tenderness, suddenly a lightning bolt hit the hearts of the two people at the same time.

The two of them said in unison at the same time, "You (I) ......"

Seeing that the other party was about to speak, the two of them stopped at the same time, and then they both laughed, and they couldn't tell whether they were shy or shy in their smiles, but the feeling at that moment was that they had a heart.

Yang Huairen raised the wine jug in his hand, "Do you want to drink a little?" ”

Sister Ghost asked softly, "Do you want to ...... Do you drink a cup of wine? ”

Yang Huairen licked his lips and said "hmm".

The ghost sister naturally got up from the bed, walked to the group table, took the wine jug from Yang Huairen's hand, poured two glasses of wine, and then picked up two glasses of wine and handed Yang Huairen a glass.

Yang Huairen took the wine glass, and the two of them didn't seem to need much language to communicate, so they each stretched out their arms forward, circled each other, and then slowly approached the wine glasses in their hands to their mouths.

Yang Huairen naturally bounced forward slightly, and put his head on the same level as Sister Ghost.

During the whole process, the two of them stared at each other all the time, and even the air became gentle.

At the same time, he tilted his neck and poured a glass of sake into his mouth.

Sister Ghost meekly took the empty wine glass from Yang Huairen's hand again, and asked playfully, "According to the rules of your Han people, we have drunk a cup of wine, can we be regarded as husband and wife?" ”

Yang Huairen nodded, and shook his head quickly, "Do you know that we Han people still have a saying, called marrying a chicken with a chicken, marrying a dog with a dog?" ”

The ghost sister frowned, turned into a cute little girl, and pouted, "Of course I know, so I am willing to give you a child and hand over all the rivers and mountains of Daliao to our children."

All this is for you...... Oh......"

She suddenly gasped, because Yang Huairen remembered what she said, and couldn't help but wrap his hand around her back, caress her waist that seems to be only a palm long, and hug her whole person into his arms.

"In that case, let us make man."

After saying that, he lifted her whole body upward, and then hugged her in his arms, at this moment Yang Huairen completely let the wildness of the most primitive male in his body be released, took two big steps in the direction of the bed, and then fell on the soft bed at the same time with the ghost sister in his arms......

There is a saying that "the rattan bed is low and sleeps, and there is no good thought." The agarwood smoke is cold in the jade furnace, and the cup is like water with me. The flute sound is three lanes, the plum blossoms are broken, how much spring affection ......"

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