The shocking rules of the wedding night: Lord, I will wait for you to divorce your wife

Qu Tan'er couldn't explain clearly either, "I don't know, my intuition."

Mo Liancheng didn't have any hope for her intuition, and Qu Tan'er was just a blind judgment. She classified this judgment as a tacit understanding between the weapon spirit and the host?

She is the host of the altar, she is not familiar with it before, and needs to be adjusted?Later, they gradually got to know each other, so she could more or less perceive the changes in the altar, even though the boss of the altar did not say a word?

No one expected her intuition to be so accurate and fast!

When the couple went back for a walk, the tribesmen were packing up their things and going back to their rooms.

They said good night to everyone, and went back to the stone house to rest.

Early the next morning.

Qu Tan'er opened her eyes first.

Beside him, Mo Liancheng was still sleeping.

This is still a rare case.

Qu Tan'er quietly and closely examined the handsome face in front of him, only to realize that Mo Liancheng's face was still haggard despite having slept all night.

The sharp-edged silhouette, the firm chin, Chengcheng has lost weight.

His cultivation has been sealed, he is just a mere human being, he will get tired and weak.

He didn't reveal too much yesterday when she woke up until she fell asleep, but these tired colors are what she left behind in the past 40 days.

Her soul was trapped in the inheritance space to undergo the test, and he, no better than her, waited for her outside, suffering in every possible way.

Her eyes were hot, her vision was blurry, Qu Tan'er felt sore in her heart, she couldn't help stretching out her arms, hugged Mo Liancheng silently, and burrowed her head into his chest cavity.

It woke up Mo Liancheng.

"Tan'er?" Mo Liancheng opened his eyes.

Just after waking up, her phoenix eyes were slightly cold, and her voice was hoarse, until she saw clearly the little head that kept rubbing against his chest, her dark eyes that were as dark as night gradually became warm, "Tan'er..."

Early men, ahem, are in need.

Especially, when he is constantly being teased by the one he loves.

From Mo Liancheng's point of view, Qu Tan'er's move was completely an invitation.

After thinking about it, since they entered the Chifeng Realm, it seems that the two of them haven't gotten close for a long time.

Countless beautiful pictures came to mind, the warm and jade-like touch, and the delicate panting sounds were so beautiful, which aroused Mo Liancheng's thoughts.

He couldn't help but stretched out his hand, and lifted Qu Tan'er's chin, and his thin lips followed that sweet little mouth, and printed it accurately.

"Chengcheng..." Qu Tan'er groaned.

In the next second, Mo Liancheng couldn't wait to cover her body, he indulged in biting her tender lips, and wiped away the honey in her mouth.

Lips and tongue play, advance and retreat.

Soon, he discovered that this kind of mutual affection could not completely satisfy him.

He fumbled with his big palm to her skirt, ready to unbutton it.

Qu Tan'er froze suddenly, she opened her eyes, and grabbed Mo Liancheng's big palm with her right hand.

"Tan'er, I don't want it, huh?" Mo Liancheng asked in a hoarse voice, his hot breath spraying on her sensitive neck.

She flinched instinctively.

Considering that her soul has just returned from an unknown space and has just accepted the inheritance, maybe it needs a familiar time?

Mo Liancheng smiled slightly, "Are you still tired? Don't worry, you don't have to do anything. The master will take care of my Tan'er. Tan'er can just lie down and enjoy it obediently!"

He bowed his head again.

Qu Tan'er raised her left hand again, this time directly covering Mo Liancheng's lips.