Yuan Changhuan held the hand of the tent curtain slightly, pursed his lips lightly, and sneered, "The prince is going to stay overnight tonight?" ”

As if he hadn't heard the sarcasm in Yuan Changhuan's words, Xie Ci's expression was faint, "Come and give me wide clothes." ”

Looking at the thank you who stood in front of the bed and didn't move, the corners of Yuan Changhuan's lips twitched slightly, "You don't have your own hands, you won't take them off?" ”

"It's natural to be a husband and a gentleman, didn't my mother-in-law teach my mother?" The words of thanks are fluttering, so that people can't hear the meaning of the words.

Yuan Changhuan sat on the bed and looked at him for a long time, and finally got up and smiled charmingly, "Okay, the concubine is a husband and a wide coat!" ”

After getting out of bed, he stood in front of the thanks.

Raise your hand and hook his waist.

Looking at the shoddy sachet on his waist, Yuan Changhuan tore off his belt, "It's not ugly, it's still so cheerful." ”

"The first hand-made sachet given by the lady is naturally to be carried by the husband from time to time." Xie Ci leaned in slightly, and a faint fragrance came from him.

Yuan Changhuan's peach blossom eyes sank, and the fragrance was clearly from the woman.

The hand that was pulling his belt tightened, pushed him out directly, turned over on the couch, wrapped in the quilt and turned around, "Take it off yourself!" ”

The disgust in the words is clear.

Xie Cifeng's eyes rolled up the stormy waves, he pulled off his robe casually, opened the curtain, and twisted the petite body inside, "What are you suddenly angry, I'm not angry yet." ”

Forcibly pulled out of the brocade quilt by thanks, Yuan Changhuan forced himself to leave that wisp of fragrance behind, his delicate chin raised slightly, and sneered, "You are allowed to stay home on the first day of your wedding, and you are not allowed to be angry, why?" ”

"Don't you have Qin Lancang with you, wouldn't it be just right that the son of this world is not here." Xie Ci thought of the scene he had just entered, and the condensation in his eyes was almost frozen.

Yuan Changhuan's red lips sneered, and he picked up whatever was not good, "It's really just right, it's better if you don't come back for the rest of your life!" ”

"Don't you suspect me of not hugging the pipa, then I'll be guilty of this crime, don't ......"

The big slender hand wrapped around her waist, covered her mouth, closed her eyes, forced herself to suppress the anger in her heart, and approached her sarcastic eyes, "Yuanyuan, don't make trouble." ”

A low, slightly hoarse voice sounded in his ears, and Yuan Chang's heart was like a hard stone, but his body softened.

Xie Ci This person, she is used to pretending on the surface, she obviously feels his anger, and she can suppress it very quickly, this kind of person, if it breaks out, she ......

That's it.

Seeing that Yuan Changhuan softened, he let go of his hand.

The next moment, Yuan Changhuan threw a brocade quilt to him, "It's been a busy day, go to bed early." ”

Looking at her lowered eyebrows, Xie Ci pursed her thin lips.

The black cloth covers the pearl of the night.

It was pitch black inside the red tent.

The big bed, the husband and wife are one left and one right, each covered with a quilt.

Xie Ci thought about her interaction with Qin Lancang today, and his heart sank, as early as after learning from Ying Qicheng's mouth that Qin Lancang was interested in Yuanyuan, he planned to transfer Qin Lancang away, so as not to ruin the wedding of this reckless man.

Unexpectedly, looking at Yuanyuan's reaction today, is it really for Qin Lancang......

Qing moist eyebrows and eyes were as sharp as blades, and he turned his head to look at the tightly wrapped figure in the dim bed.

His eyes were so presence, like a beast looking at its prey, how could Yuan Changhuan not feel it, his slender fingers grabbed the edge of the quilt, holding his breath, for fear that he would pounce on her and grab her throat if he didn't know when.