The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 1352 As far as the eye can see, it will last forever ([-])

The brothers were still celebrating at the dinner table, and Zhang Cuilan had already been sent back to the wedding room by her uncle.

Thinking of Li Weizheng's red eyes, Zhang Cuilan was still a little uneasy, "Weimin, I'm worried that Weizheng will get drunk."

"Sister-in-law, rest assured, I'll go over and watch." Li Weimin smiled and reassured Zhang Cuilan.

"Okay, Weimin, then you can take care of your elder brother, don't let him drink too much, it's bad for your health."

Li Weimin had already walked out the door, but Zhang Cuilan still followed behind with concern, so Li Weimin had no choice but to turn his head again and said with a smile.

"Sister-in-law, don't worry, I will never let my elder brother get drunk with my younger brother!"

After Li Weimin left, Zhang Cuilan was helped up the stairs by the servants. She was not good at drinking, and she became dizzy after toasting her elders.

Although her mind was still clear, Zhang Cuilan knew in her heart that she was drunk.

Big red sheets, big red quilt, the servants settled Zhang Cuilan and went back to his room. It was already midnight when Li Weizheng came back.

The man held on to the railing, and his steps on the stairs were a bit heavy.

On the big day, he couldn’t escape the toast, and his younger brother Li Weimin blocked everything for him afterwards. Thinking that his younger brother ran under the root of a tree and vomited on the way, Li Weizheng couldn’t help laughing.

Unknowingly, my younger brother has grown up and can help him stop drinking.

"Cuilan, I'm back," the man's hoarse voice seemed weak, and he hardly ate anything all day.

A servant was woken up and trotted out of the room with his clothes on, standing in the hall and looking at the stairs.

"Master, are you hungry? Would you like to cook a bowl of supper or hangover soup?"

Li Weizheng held on to the railing with one hand and shook the other, "It's getting late, let's rest."

"Yes, Patriarch." The servant watched Li Wei walking up the stairs before returning to the room.

There are lights in the bedroom, dark red, very festive.

Pushing open the door, Li Weizheng staggered to the bed, sat down on his buttocks, looked at the woman who was already asleep on the bed, and the drunk man's phoenix eyes looked dull.

Under the dark red mist, Zhang Cuilan's face was pink, her lips were like ripe cherries, crystal clear and ruddy.

Li Weizheng rolled his sexy Adam's apple up and down, took off his wedding dress in a few strokes, and laid on the bed with the quilt lifted.

The woman's body was incredibly soft, Li Weizheng stretched out his long arms to wrap Zhang Cuilan into his arms, the kiss was completely out of a man's instinct, not as rude as it was at night, it was carefully cherished.

Zhang Cuilan's breathing was blocked in her sleep, and when she opened her eyes, she saw an enlarged handsome face.

The man lowered his eyelids, his eyes fell on her lips.

Although they are inexperienced, some things seem to be natural. As the kiss deepens, the two people on the bed have changed their postures, male on top of female, the most standard and primitive.

As if everything had come to fruition, Li Weizheng suddenly turned over and lay on the bed, patted Zhang Cuilan on the back, and said, "Go to sleep, it's getting late."

Feeling a little lost in my heart, after all, it was a wedding night in the bridal chamber, but a reserved woman would not take the initiative to propose anything.

Responding softly, Zhang Cuilan stretched out her hand to turn off the light, and just laying down on the bed again, her back was already close to a solid chest, the man's body temperature came from her back, it was very warm and solid, and she closed her eyes , the corners of Zhang Cuilan's lips are raised.

A good night's sleep, the two of them were woken up by the servants in the room in the morning.

Aunt Li stood outside the bedroom door and knocked on the door softly, "Master, madam, it's time for breakfast, it's time to offer tea to the old man."

(End of this chapter)