where is the father

Chapter 452
Immediately at this moment, someone shouted: "Young master, you haven't taken the young lady to the brazier yet! Good luck, prosperity!"

Jing Rang paused.

Jun Boqing thought that this person must be so angry now that he would ignore him.Who knew that Jing Rang suddenly turned around with Hong Luan in his arms, and walked towards the prepared brazier.

"Grandpa, it's wrong, it's wrong, it's the young lady stepping on the brazier, not the uncle." The lady immediately shouted.

"My lord and Luan'er are a couple, who is different?" Jing Rang stepped over to the brazier without looking back, and strode away.

Jun Boqing couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.

Everyone looked at each other again, where is the groom's official brazier?
The woman just wanted to say more, but Jing Rang and Hong Luan had already disappeared.She was stunned for a while, then she understood, and said with a smile: "Young Master is right, Miss and Young Master are married together. It's the same for everyone. Everyone, the banquet is over, let's sit in!"

Those women were all from the past, and they immediately nodded with a smile and entered the table.

Back in the courtyard, the maids and women guarding the door all congratulated.

Jing Rang stood at the door of the room and ordered to the outside: "From now on, I will guard this place to the death. If you dare to let a fly in, I will kill you."

"Yes, master!" The man in Tsing Yi floated and landed in the courtyard and replied.Jun Boqing rubbed his forehead and said apologetically to himself, "Oh, I can't help it, I didn't want to come, I was attracted by gravity. Who made me like air, you can't stop me?" Jun Boqing looked up at the sky helplessly.

Jing Rang carried Hong Luan into the house, and told the bridesmaids at the door: "You all go out!"

Everyone glanced at each other, then backed out with a tactful smirk.

Jun Boqing followed into the room, and squinted her peach blossom eyes to look at the room. The place where the eyes entered was pearly and emerald, the red gauze covered the vines, the red candles were burning high, the delicious wine on the table was fragrant, and the light gauze on the bed curtain was like haze. The dragon and the phoenix bring auspiciousness, and the scarlet and splendid quilt with auspicious clouds and embroidered threads.

In short, what catches the eye is red and exciting.

"You were beaten so hard just now, you can still fall asleep?" Jing Rang stood in front of the bed, not in a hurry to put Hongluan down, but looked down at her with a half-smile.But that smile looks so cold no matter how you look at it.

Hongluan closed her eyes and said nothing.Eyes go back and forth.

"Good job! I'll see what else you can think about now." Jing Rang bowed his head and kissed her fiercely.The two lips enclose Hong Luan's lips, and the seductive fragrance in his bosom makes his aroused anger soar. Within a moment, he is no longer satisfied with a kiss, and presses Hong Luan onto the bed.

Hong Luan snorted lightly.Little face is unnaturally red.

Jing Rang was originally angry in his heart, but at this moment, when he touched the warm and fragrant nephrite in his arms, his anger had already turned into lust, especially the softness and bonelessness of the human being, which made him crazy.

Disorderly and disorderly, he removed the clothes that were obtrusive to the eyes, but he only felt that he could untie one buckle and another, and he couldn't finish it. Jing Rang was furious and wanted to destroy the clothes that were obtrusive to the eyes.

"No, it's hard to do..." Hong Luan panted heavily, and hurriedly stopped Jing Rang's hand that destroyed the phoenix crown.

"That's right!" Jing Rang stopped, no longer entangled and kissed the person under him, but lowered his head and concentrated on undressing.

Hongluan's face was blushing, her heart was beating fast, she didn't dare to look at Jing Rang, she tilted her head slightly, the jewels on her head covered half of her face.Whether it is people or things in the soft gauze tent, there are pearls and jades.

With the clothes on her chest removed, Hong Luan reflexively wanted to cover it with something.As soon as he grabbed the quilt, he stopped again.

Jing Rang looked at Hong Luan's movements and raised his eyebrows: "It seems that you have slept enough today, and your strength is good!"

Hong Luan immediately turned her head to stare at him, but when she touched his eyes, which seemed to be smiling but not smiling, there was a deep desire in them, like wine about to burn, she suddenly became a little timid: "I didn't fall asleep!"

"Hmm!" Jing Rang snorted.Can't hear emotion.

Hong Luan peeked at Jing Rang's face, he couldn't see any joy or anger, his fingertips swept over the red wedding dress inch by inch, the last ribbon was untied, he lightly raised his wrist, and the red wedding dress floated down in a graceful arc. to the ground.

The apron for the mandarin ducks to play in the water, and the obscene gown made of tulle and brocade silk, red as haze against the background, make the muscles and bones look as fat as jade, and the figure is slender.

Jing let the fiery red eyes darken instantly.

Hongluan's body trembled uncontrollably, and the moment he was about to cover up, he hurriedly said: "Farewell, I'll undress you!"

Jing Rang stopped his movements, frowned and looked at Hong Luan's trembling little hand: "Hurry up!"

The voice was hoarse.It seemed to be forced out of the fiery chest.

There is only one sentence in Jun Boqing's mind at the moment: Well, don't look at evil, form is emptiness, emptiness is form.I feel that I miss him even more.

Hongluan nodded, and the temperature of her skin was scalded by the fingertips.

Jing Rang suddenly couldn't stand it anymore, bowed his head and kissed her...

Jun Boqing suddenly turned his face away, thinking that good eyesight is also wrong.

Hong Luan exclaimed, and Jing Rang ordered hoarsely while biting: "Excuse me, don't stop!"

Hong Luan closed her eyes, and she pulled Jing Rang's belt away with her senses. Within a moment, Jing Rang's big red brocade robe fell off.

Hongluan shook off the clothes in her hands, and kisses scattered on her skin.

Jun Boqing looked at the big red robe that fell on the ground, thinking that he would not look at it for nothing, anyway, Jing Rang would not let him go.So he squinted his peach blossom eyes and sat at the mahogany table as if watching a TV series.

Suddenly, Hong Luan in the red tent pushed Jing Rang on her body and said in a low voice: "It hurts..."

"I'm in pain too..." Jing let the big drops of sweat roll off his face, he covered Hong Luan's wrinkled face and the corners of his eyes with a pair of burning eyes covered with a layer of misty clouds. After a while, he gritted his teeth and spit out a sentence: "It's okay, it won't hurt later..."

Hong Luan was speechless for a moment.Jun Boqing also felt speechless, but he was poisoned by the love flower when he and Lan'er first met, how could he remember the details clearly, and how could he remember whether it hurt or not.

"Hey, it will be fine in a while..." Jing Rang's voice softened, and he lowered his head to kiss Hongluan's eyes, and kissed her lips as red and swollen as a peach as soft as a feather.Kiss her on the cheek, earlobe, neck, collarbone... After kissing her inch by inch, Hong Luan moved her body numbly and uncomfortable after a long while.

Jun Baoqing turned his face away, thinking about the flowers and candles in the bridal chamber, it is really not good for him to be here, but he really can't leave, so he spied on the matter of the bridal chamber with a dark face, wondering if Jing Rang would know about it He would kill himself in a fit of anger, but he really didn't mean it.

Hong Luan couldn't help moaning, that low, crying sound that seemed extremely joyous was the catalyst that drove Jing Rang crazy.His eyes were already too dark to see any color.Burying her head on her neck, she feels that the world is the most beautiful, nothing else.

For a long time, just listening to each other's breathing, the room was filled with a warm and savory atmosphere, like spring wind and rain, so soft that even the daughter Hong on the table was drunk.

After a long time, Jing Rang raised his head and looked at Hong Luan's small face with shining eyes: "Luan'er, I..."

(End of this chapter)