too affectionate

Chapter 889 Tonight I deserve it (1)

A heart can be broken, but a lock is indestructible.

Since love is fate, then I, bearing a ruthless curse and a lonely fate, love you.

Under Wanyan's three fingers, Jing Shijialan shuddered, and slowly raised his head, and saw Wanyan smiling drunkenly, the streamer in her eyes made the flickering candles lose their warmth.

All the throbbing in his heart turned into redness at the end of his eyes.

Jing Shijialan couldn't care about anything else, and pulled Wanyan into his arms.

What Wanyan heard was a solemn and gentle voice beside her ear:

"Welcome you into the palace, appeal to the gods, accept the order of the gods, look up to my wife, cherish Mu Lin for a long time, and make a wish with your eyes.

The sun lives in the moon, and the hustle and bustle are thin, but my heart is nirvana but not dark, ground but not phosphorous, life and death will not change.

For my husband's wish, the water will bring joy, the melons are endless, the kindness is like a mountain, and we will be united forever, and you will be pitied.

Two wishes for my husband, a peaceful and prosperous age, a world of mid-heaven, a handle of ten thousand years, sharpening rivers and mountains, and the wind and moon are always new.

From now on, the future will be long, and I will hold the palm together with you. "

His voice was still cold, but tinged with tender firmness.

As soon as the sound fell, the fateful mandarin ducks finally got their vows to become a couple.

What Wanyan couldn't see was that the person holding her was already in tears.

Wanyan frowned, and murmured: "Why is it so familiar...and... the third and fourth sentences, did you remember them wrong?"

I remember it so clearly, in my mind, that's it.

The world and you, I will always be by your side.

Jing Shijialan let go of Wanyan gently, sat face to face with her, held her hand, and said:
"I have made an oath, the oath of the Holy One, if I violate it, I will be punished by heaven.

Now, you should trust my heart. "

"Oh... Xin..." Wanyan replied dully, her drunken head obviously couldn't keep up with Jing Shijialan's brain circuit, and a pair of big crystal eyes looked at Jing Shijialan obsessively.

Jing Shijialan looked at her dimly, and no longer felt that there were other cute things in the world.

"So, we also did attunement, do you have anything else to say?"

Wanyan squeezed her chin, said many buts in a row, and then suddenly thought of one.

"But...but...yes, but you don't want to be married to me..."

Wanyan frowned, looked at Jing Shijialan, and asked nervously: "Are you afraid of my child, are you also Shahua?"

On the night of their wedding, Jing Shijialan left Wanyan alone in the Wugou Temple, and went to the side hall by herself.

In the next few months, Wanyan moved to Losarangyang Palace, and every time she went to visit Jing Shijialan, she would put away her things and leave without seeing him.

Jing Shijialan came here a few times, and they always left after quarreling, and never stayed overnight.

Not to mention consummating the room, they just sat down quietly without saying a few words.

Before Wanyan didn't think there was anything wrong, it wasn't until Zhang Mama's surprise that day that Wanyan realized that their situation seemed abnormal.

"...Huh?" Jing Shi Jialan never expected Wanyan to say that, after a long time of stunned, she suddenly showed her face, and retorted for the first time tonight:

"Yan'er, think about it carefully, this...you probably don't want to."

Wanyan curled her lips and muttered softly: "I never said that, how do you know..."

Jing Shijialan moved closer, faced Wanyan directly, and pretended to be serious:

"What medicine did you secretly take before you forgot?"

Wanyan spread her hands, bent her eyes, and smiled slyly: "But now, the medicine is gone."

Jing Shijialan was startled again, the red color burned all the way to the back of the ear, then he smiled suddenly, rubbed Wanyan's head, and said softly:

"Okay, listen to you.

Now, let's go home. "

Wanyan spread her arms, her eyes sparkled: "Then you carry me back."

When Jing Shijialan smiled and hugged Wanyan, Wanyan even grabbed a bottle of wine from the side.

Jing Shijialan smiled helplessly: "If you drink any more, our baby will be gone."

"I won't drink!" Wanyan handed the wine bottle to Jing Shijialan, and said with her tongue out, "I'll get it for you.

I drank a lot tonight...you haven't had a drink yet..."

"Don't drink anymore." Looking at Wanyan, Jing Shijialan shook his head slightly.

"I'm already drunk."

. . .

In the late night of early autumn, the wind is not yet cold, but there is already dew.

A man with a long body and a tall body has lived under the moon, but his noble character is so full of bones.

In his arms, the drunken young girl had rare eyes full of calmness and reason, only a pair of pupils cut water, full of affection.

Tanlang Xienu passed through the light smoke and rain, which made this bleak autumn scene better than that peachy willow.

This is the third time that Jingshi Jialan went home with the drunken Wanyan in his arms.

For the first time, Wanshu got married, and Wanyan got drunk.

Along the way, she became drunk, bullied men and women, kicked wells and monkeys, and made a mess.

Later, Jing Shijialan carried Wanyan behind her back, and she was not honest, she wanted to eat candied haws.

The second time, Wanyan helped Xuan Yi get Yan Han drunk, but she drank herself unconscious.

Along the way, on Jing Shijialan's back, she sang and talked nonsense, both inside and outside, all of which were unexplainable girlish feelings.

The third time is tonight.

Wanyan was even more drunk than the previous two times, but leaning against Jing Shijialan's arms, she just stared at him, quietly and silently.

More than a year has passed, whether she remembers it or not, she loves him even more.

However, the carefree happiness in the corners of her eyes faded little by little.

So far, nothing has survived.

"Jingshijialan..." Wanyan thought for a long time before suddenly opening her mouth and said:

"If our child is really Shahua, will she suffer from my current suffering after she is born?"

Wanyan's words made Jing Shijialan's heart ache, he leaned over and kissed Wanyan's frowning brows, and hugged her even tighter.

"I will do my best to protect her and her mother."

Tonight, no matter what happened in the past, love or hate, love or hatred, they finally deserved their names.

Afterwards, Wanyan closed her eyes and fell asleep, but she didn't hear the sound of sound sleep, apparently she slept very lightly.

Jing Shijialan gently embraced Wanyan, not daring to move, for fear that he would disturb her rare sleep.

Under the moonlight, it was rare for him to be able to look at the person in his arms without distraction.

At the age of 16, it is the time when a girl is charming and bright.

As for Wanyan, although she still looks immature, she is still immature.

However, even when she was asleep, her brows did not relax, which shows that even in a dream, she still did not let herself relax.

As she fell asleep a little bit, Wanyan's hand that was caressing Jing Shijialan's chest involuntarily moved under the pillow little by little.

Under the soft pillow, there are two cold daggers.

　Sprinkle flowers in the consummation room~~! !

　　I have really worked very hard to distribute benefits, but I am a humble female college student who has almost no emotional experience. I really want to drive. I can’t help it. Babies, please forgive me. (washing face with tears
　　
　
(End of this chapter)