"Beibei, cough, cough." Suxiru coughed and shook her head. She couldn't be worried. She was afraid that Yanbei would sell her.

Yanbei deliberately winked at her and dragged his throat: "we're talking..."

"Brother mu." Susiru said quickly, "we're talking about the night boss, aren't we, Beibei."

Yanbei nodded: "yes, brother, we talked about night boss, didn't say you."

Suciru breathed a sigh of relief.

Mucher smiled and joked: "indeed, the night boss has more topics than me."

Yanbei said, "that's not necessarily. Don't you know, brother? You're a sweet pastry in the imperial female circle."

"Really?" The smile on mucher's face grew stronger. "What are everyone talking about me?"

"Naturally, it means you are brave and handsome. Your whole body is full of masculinity. Ha ha, you are worthy of being Marshal Mu's eldest brother." Obviously, he praised muche, and by the way, he praised his husband. This man is Yanbei.

Murcher cried and laughed: "the second half of this sentence is your sincere words, isn't it?"

"It's all true."

Susiru said anxiously, "really, everyone says brother mu, you are extraordinary."

Suciru's face turned red when she said this.

Mucher glanced at her, quickly took back his eyes, stood up and said, "well, I can't hide here all the time. If you feel tired, go and have a rest. The party may take some time."

"I see, brother."

Yanbei didn't feel tired, but she was worried that Tang MI was tired, so she accompanied Tang Mi to the lounge.

Tang Mi took off his shoes, put his legs directly on the bed and yawned. "I'll just sleep. Anyway, I can't drink. Go down and play by yourself."

Yanbei left someone to guard Tang MI. She went downstairs by herself.

After all, it's her own wedding. She's not good. She always hides it.

Just as the dance began, Mu Chengfeng came to Yanbei, took her hand and danced with her. Mu Chengfeng loosened her lips, looked at her with red eyes, took her hand on her belt and coaxed her: "baby, you help me."

Since the last time Yanbei took the initiative, Mu Chengfeng has loved this game.

He likes to watch his baby's shy and stubborn little face turn red, and his white hands touch his clothes.

His clothes are all black. Under the collision of black and white, it is a beautiful thing that makes people palpitate.

Yanbei has been made soft by him. It took a lot of effort to finally untie his belt, take off his military uniform, and reveal his strong chest full of scars.

The little hand covers it, and the man's skin is hot.

"Mu Chengfeng..." Yanbei's heart beat fiercely. Under the eyes of the other party, she just felt as if she had become a pool of water and couldn't make any effort.

"Mu Chengfeng, don't look. Hurry up."

Yanbei twisted his body unbearably, circled each other's neck and took the initiative to send his pink lips.

"Goblin."

Mu Chengfeng felt that his body was almost going to explode. He held Yanbei's waist eagerly but gently.

Soon there was an emotional hum and beg for mercy from Yanbei in the room. They rolled to the same place without taking a bath. After the first time, Mu Chengfeng took his little wife to the bathroom and came again in the bathroom.

Then came the sofa and the balcony.

It's cold outside. Yanbei is so cold that he goes straight to Mu Chengfeng's arms. The man was like a stove, hot and hot. He was not afraid to freeze Yanbei. He held her tightly and let her hair dance in the night.

The picture was so beautiful that Mu Chengfeng really wanted to rub the people in his arms into his blood.

"Baby, you are so beautiful."

"Mu Chengfeng, I'm cold."

"Don't be afraid, it won't be cold in a while."

Compared with the blood boiling on Marshal Mu's side, Qi ran agreed to accompany Yu feiran and others to greet guests.

Anyway, Tang MI is like that. He can't eat it on his wedding night.

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