Sister, please help me practice

Chapter 103 Marriage Night with Senior Sister ([-]) [Must-see!Please subscribe! 】

"..."

Is this ready to skip the other complicated steps and go straight to the final step?

Chu Ming couldn't help smiling. After opening the package, as he expected, inside was a neatly stacked wedding gown in a brocade gown with red and black border and gold embroidery.

It is embroidered with a tranquil and elegant bamboo leaf hollow pattern, and a jade belt trimmed with gold silk is pressed on it, which looks extraordinarily solemn.

After unfolding it and putting it on, Chu Ming found that the wedding dress fit very well, as if it was tailor-made for himself.

Could it be that the senior sister specially hired someone to sew?

Chu Ming fastened his belt, picked up the chopsticks wrapped in red paper, with a faint smile on his lips.

Although he didn't know much about the etiquette and procedures of ancient marriages, he also knew what this chopstick was for.

"Picking a hijab, it's really a tradition."

Chu Ming took a deep breath, his nervous heart was filled with two opposite emotions of anxiety and expectation.

He slowly pushed open the courtyard door, first stepped on the red carpet to the main hall, and found that it didn't look like the happy scene outside, and the inside was just cleaned up to make it look less dilapidated.

"It seems that Senior Sister really intends to omit the previous steps."

Chu Ming couldn't help complaining, and immediately exited the main hall to the door of the master bedroom, carefully put his hands on the pasted red paper and pushed the door open.

"Squeak--!"

Due to disrepair for a long time, the rusty hinges made a piercing metal friction sound, which was faintly mixed with the sound of Chu Ming gasping for breath.

The master bedroom, which was originally messy and hadn't been lived in for a long time, is now neatly tidied up!
A bright red gauze pendant hangs from the beams of the house, and two red candles stand on the wooden table and dresser, the pale yellow flames swaying slightly in the night wind.

On the bed covered by the red curtain, a figure could be vaguely seen sitting upright by the bed, which made Chu Ming tightly grasp the skirt of his left chest, feeling extremely nervous.

Are you really going to get married?

The dream that was not fulfilled in the previous life, has been fulfilled in this life?

seriously!
Is the bride or her beautiful senior sister?
Or is it all just a prank by the senior sister to take revenge on me for bullying her before?

When approaching the last step, various complicated thoughts gradually filled Chu Ming's mind, making him stop and hesitate.

And at this moment, an extremely shy and soft reproach suddenly floated slowly from the bed.

"Idiot, what are you waiting for? Come here soon!"

"..."

Really sister?

Judging from her tone, it doesn't look like she's joking!

Chu Ming's Adam's apple rolled subconsciously, and his heart gradually began to feel a little hot.

He moved lightly, slowly opened the curtain, and had a panoramic view of the pretty person sitting by the bed.

An Muxi, whose face was covered by a hijab, couldn't see any expression. She was wearing the bright red dress she wore when she registered as a Taoist companion.

"Sister, I..."

Looking at the bright red sheets and quilts on the bed, Chu Ming felt his mouth dry for a while, and all the arguments he had thought in his heart seemed to be thrown away at this moment, and his mind went blank.

Seemingly aware of his nervous and flustered heart, An Muxi laughed out loud and said coquettishly.

"In the past, whenever you found an opportunity, you would bully me; now that the opportunity is given to you, why are you so restrained?"

"And the name you, what an idiot! You still call me Senior Sister, what's the use of your usual cleverness?"

"I'm sorry, Master... Xi'er, I'm too nervous."

Chu Ming wiped the sweat from his palms on his trouser legs, took a few deep breaths before adjusting his mentality, and spoke softly.

"Xi'er, can I lift your hijab?"

"Ah."

After hearing the shy promise, Chu Ming took out the wooden chopsticks wrapped in red paper, and gently lifted An Muxi's hijab away.

In an instant, his pupils shrank suddenly, and his breathing seemed to stop at this moment.

An Muxi's face was covered with light makeup, which made her already delicate and crisp face look even more beautiful. Her crimson red lips were delicate and charming, her small nose was slightly raised, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and her bright autumn cut There was a strong sense of shyness in the eyes, but in the end he raised them slightly, completely reflecting Chu Ming's surprised expression in the misty pupils.

"Still watching? How long have we been together, you haven't seen enough!"

"I can't get enough of Xi'er's face in my life."

Chu Ming spoke sincerely, then slowly sat beside An Muxi, stretched his arms around her soft and slender willow waist, leaned over and whispered softly in her ear.

"Xi'er, you are so beautiful tonight."

"Hmph, you're glib, and you can say things to please girls."

An Muxi snorted with a flushed face, and fell into Chu Ming's arms.

However, because of this movement, the hairpin on top of her head accidentally brushed against Chu Ming's chin, which added a touch of unique interest to the originally charming night.

"hiss--!"

"Are you okay?"

An Muxi hurriedly raised her head, and ended up mending the not-so-shallow wound. Chu Ming, who was in pain, covered his chin with his hands, and twitched his cheeks.

Good guy!
Take off all your spiritual defenses, and you want to murder your own husband?

I haven't let you see the blood yet, you let me see the blood first? !

"Sorry, I didn't mean it."

Taking Chu Ming's hand away, looking at the two deep scars on his chin, An Muxi suddenly panicked.

"What should I do? I'll find you a flannel bag."

"It's just a small injury, it's okay."

Chu Ming tightly framed An Muxi's waist and hips with his hands and pulled her back into his arms, and whispered in her ear.

"Let's not waste time."

After finishing speaking, Chu Ming sucked on An Muxi's slender swan jade neck, causing her to groan, her whole body trembled and gradually softened.

"Xi'er, I like you! Every frown and smile of yours is reflected in the depths of my mind, making me fall into it deeply and unable to extricate myself, making me miss you every moment!"

"I love you!"

After hearing the last three words from Chu Ming, An Muxi felt that the softest part of her heart was instantly poked, and she, who had been doted on by sweet words, fell into a sudden and unable to extricate herself. Dizzy, the whole person is groggy, and the heartstrings tremble violently.

"Chu Ming, I..."

"Xi'er, listen to me first."

Chu Ming hugged An Muxi from behind, couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her smooth and beautiful back, and occasionally bit her small earlobes mischievously.

"I really love you."

Feeling the kisses constantly falling on her back, An Muxi's beautiful eyes gradually blurred, and a layer of peach pink mist formed.

Although Chu Ming had bullied her in the past, he was not as affectionate and romantic as today. This made her, who had never heard such sweet words, instantly fall into the endless abyss of intoxication. Fiery and dyed with a layer of attractive red.

"Xi'er, did you call my name just now?"

Chu Ming never focused on An Muxi's smooth and delicate back, but put his mouth to her delicate cheeks and kissed her deeply, and smiled with a hint of malice.

"Don't you think this title is a bit too pretentious?"

"Then... what should it be called?"

An Muxi's consciousness of being kissed was dizzy, her expression was innocent, and even the most basic common sense was gradually forgotten, which made Chu Ming smile.

"In this case tonight, why do you think it's good for you to call me?"

"Hu... husband."

"My Xi'er is really smart."

Chu Ming smiled softly, pinched An Muxi's delicate chin to make her look back, pulled her white and tender arms like lotus roots to wrap around his neck, and then rubbed her wet and soft skin with the belly of his thumbs. With tender red lips, carefully pried open the sandalwood mouth, and said softly in a tone full of love.

"Smart Xi'er should know what to do now, right?"

"I know~ um!"

An Muxi arched her soft waist, wrapped her arms around Chu Ming's neck tightly, and slowly poked her head back.

……

"Ding--"

Tianyanzong, Fuyufeng.

As the clear voice sounded, two illusory shadows in his mind suddenly condensed, which made Wu Zuirao, who was sitting cross-legged on the "Meng Sui Terrace", slowly open her beautiful eyes, and an inexplicable smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I thought it would take a while for Ming'er to win Mu Xi, but I didn't expect to succeed so soon."

With a wave of Wu Zuirao's right hand, the scene in her mind was projected in front of her by spiritual power, and gradually became clear as if clouds and mist were being pushed away.

"Sure enough, this kind of love is right, otherwise it will not catch up with the good time."

Wu Zuirao was lying sideways on the "Meng Sui Terrace", admiring the scene in front of her with great interest, but her heart was full of jealousy, causing the corners of her mouth to twitch in displeasure.

"Hugging and kissing from behind... Ming'er really has a lot of tricks, I have never used this trick as a teacher."

"Hmph, when he comes back, he has to be punished for using it on me once."

……

Inside the master bedroom.

"call……"

Chu Ming looked at An Muxi's ruddy face covered with fragrant sweat, with messy makeup, slightly parted red lips, and even forgot to take back her pink and tender tongue that was drooping, his whole person was on the verge of collapse.

"Xi'er, let's continue."

"A pot..."

Hearing An Muxi's soft and indistinct voice, and looking at her flushed cheeks due to shyness, Chu Ming smiled slightly.
(End of this chapter)