Love in Xuancheng

Shen Xingyue bowed her head as if she had been caught as a thief. She bowed down and kowtowed to him. She had arranged for her to inform her in advance before she got married. She accompanied her on the same day to remind her how to do it from time to time, but this time, not to mention her. Except Luoyu, she didn't even see a mother fly! We can only see how Feng moye does it, and then learn from him.

"Second, worship the high hall!"

Shen Xingyue took advantage of her turn to peek everywhere. In view of the last warning, she quickly withdrew her mind and worshipped seriously this time. Feng moye is very different from the past. He is very serious today. No talking, no teasing, no superfluous expression. Are you in a bad mood? Shen Xingyue glanced sideways at the wind, and Mo ye thought to herself.

"Husband and wife worship each other!"

Shen Xingyue hurriedly turns to Feng moye when she hears the speech. She raises her eyes and finds that Feng moye hasn't moved. It seems that he has been absorbed by the painting, so she looks at it and doesn't move.

Does he miss his mother? It's so beautiful that it can produce evil spirits such as wind.

The people in the hall frowned when they saw that Feng moye was so sad. They were worried about their master. They were worried because the master was sad, but it turned into an unhappy meaning in Shen Xingyue's eyes.

This is a wedding. You can't make a big joke out of the cold. So he stretched out his foot and gently kicked Feng moye. Feng moye immediately regained his mind and glanced at Mo sang. Only then did they turn around and worship each other.

"Li Cheng! Send it to the bridal chamber!"

As soon as Mo Sang's voice fell, Feng moye stretched out his hand to hold Shen Xingyue horizontally, turned into the inner hall in the cheers of the people, and went straight from the inner hall to the meteor hall, where the new house was located.

"Feng moye, didn't you say I had to go by myself today?" Shen Xingyue finally turned the corner, and her brain became paste since she was picked up by him.

"Did I say?" Feng moye asked solemnly, but he didn't stop at his feet.

Shen Xingyue was asked by him for some reason. He said "I" and didn't call himself "the king". Is this still the narcissistic wind moye?

"Are you Feng moye?" Shen Xingyue asked softly, looking at the familiar and still charming handsome face.

"Oh? What does madam suspect?" Feng moye picked his eyebrows and smiled.

"Too abnormal!" Shen Xingyue murmured in her heart, twisting her body to break away from the familiar and strange embrace.

"Too abnormal?" Feng moye stopped and slowly repeated Shen Xingyue's words.

"Yes! The cold and lonely alienation on his face just now is not his style at all. Now it's like this. Feng moye will never call himself 'I'!" Shen Xingyue glared.

"Oh ~ ~ that's what madam said! This marriage is our real marriage. I cherish it very much, so I hope madam can cherish it and do it by herself. As for claiming, which kind does madam like?" Feng moye chuckled. Madam is really cute and tight.

"Really? Are you sure you're not fake?" Shen Xingyue still questioned.

Feng moye frowned and said, "my king's heart suddenly hurts!"

"Ah? Isn't it just fine? How can it suddenly hurt? You put me down quickly!" Shen Xingyue looked anxious and her hands could not help picking off his skirt.

"Madam can't recognize her husband, and she has questioned again and again. It's better to die of pain!" Feng moye looked depressed and looked like that.

Shen Xingyue reacted and said angrily, "wind is evil! You lied to me again!" and beat him on the chest. What a show! I was cheated by him almost every time. I was completely defeated by him.