Pampering the Spicy Little Crazy Wife

"Su'er, didn't you say there was something else to deal with?"

See white dust to come to rescue, toxin son repeatedly nodded: "yes, it seems that time is not early, we will leave first." Words fall, want to leave.

Butterfly quickly came forward, stretched out her arms and stopped her: "master, you can't go!"

"Today is your brother's happy day, butterfly, you don't have to play around any more."

"I don't agree!" The butterfly raised her chin high.

"It's no use if you don't agree. It's your brother's business. It's none of your business. He doesn't need your consent. Otherwise... "

The next words haven't had time to finish, then was a Ling preempted said: "otherwise your brother he won't tell you, obviously don't want you to interfere in his affairs."

"How could this be possible, brother? How could he be afraid of my interference?"

Ah Ling shrugged and said in a low voice, "if it's not your brother's idea, it's..."

Although the words are not finished, the meaning is clear.

Butterfly curled her lips and frowned. She went up to Lin xian'er and asked her, "are you making trouble among them? Don't let my brother inform me!"

"I didn't!" Lin xian'er shakes her head in a hurry and looks at her with anger. Unexpectedly, you even instigate butterflies to deal with me. On the surface, you pretend to be great and give me the wind. But in fact, although I got the wind, but also got the name! You are so insidious!

"You don't have that brother, he..."

Feng Ni ran suddenly interrupted her: "I didn't intend to inform you."

"What? Brother, you... "Butterfly can't believe that her brother, the only relative in the world, doesn't care about her at all. She doesn't even let her participate in life events!

Feng Ni ran ignored her, glanced at the poison son with his back, and said: "since the poison master has something to do, then Feng won't stay more."

Smell speech, poison son heart hard to draw pain, mouth slightly up, smile so lonely. But the tone of his voice was full of pleasure: "is it time to enter the bridal chamber? It's not good for us to disturb you any more. Mr. Feng, goodbye. "

Before he could speak, toxin disappeared in his sight like a gust of wind

Su'er, why do you need to

White dust full is helpless to shake his head, followed by walked out. Ah Ling, looking at Lin xian'er, said in his lips, "don't think this is the beginning of happiness.". Next words, ah Ling didn't say, but Lin xian'er also understood.

You!

Good you ah Ling, curse me!

"My last question, brother, do you really want to marry Lin xian'er?" Butterfly fury, straight staring at him, forced to ask.

And the answer of the wind inverse dye, only two words: "continue."

"Good! In this case, I, as a sister, won't disturb you here! Hum Then he turned and left.

See Xi Niang still silly stand, Lin Xianer hurriedly urge: "Xi Niang, continue."

"Ah, good, good. Go on, go on. Next is... Into the bridal chamber! "

This also means that Lin xian'er has become Feng's wife, and she is relieved

But just as a Ling said, "don't think this is the beginning of happiness." the next wedding night, she deeply realized the second half of a Ling's unfinished sentence.

"Husband, it's late at night. It's time for us to go to bed."

I saw her stammer out of this sentence, let her feel happy and sweet, but also feel ashamed, blush quietly climbed up her cheek.

But the wind reverse dye as if drunk, lying on the table to sleep.

With a skirt in hand, Lin xian'er came to him and whispered in her ear, "husband, it's time to go to bed."

The wind against dye just moved, still lying.

"My husband, the night is already deep. Watch out for the cold." Seeing that he was still lying on his stomach, Lin xian'er wanted to carry him to bed, but he suddenly spoke

"Go back to bed and have a rest. I'll sleep next door tonight."

"But... But tonight is our big day. How can we..."

Without an answer, Lin xian'er forced him up and faced himself: "don't you forget that you are my husband and I am your mother. Are you going to leave me alone on my wedding day? "

"You and I have the real name of husband and wife. Why do you care about this wedding night?" Feng Ni ran drank a lot of wine tonight, but I don't know why. The more he drank, the clearer his mind became.

"I care, of course I do!" Lin xian'er felt very aggrieved, and immediately red eyes: "although we have the reality of husband and wife, but... Tonight is the most important thing for me. Feng, we are married. Do you want to live with me like this in the future? "

"Feng, you are my husband. This is an unchangeable fact."

Lin xian'er is right. They are a couple who have worshipped heaven and earth. This is not the way to go on.

Half ring, the wind inverse dye just slowly open mouth to say: "time is not early, rest."

He thought he was going to leave, but the next second he turned and walked toward the bed. Lin xian'er burst into tears and laughed, and hurriedly walked forward: "I'll undress you."

Feng Ni ran didn't refuse. She was allowed to take off her coat. Seeing that she wanted to take off her clothes, she stopped it. Lin xian'er couldn't say anything more.

Two people shoulder a pillow, but each heart.

Lin xian'er poked him with her fingers and said with red cheeks, "today is our happy day. It's worth a lot of money. Are we going to waste it?" The meaning can't be more obvious.

For a moment, the wind against dye unexpectedly tone gentle she, as once in his arms a little bird in person's poison son, for a moment unexpectedly shook God.

"Husband, what are you thinking?"

"Nothing. Have a rest."

Obviously, he didn't care what Lin Xianer just said.

"My husband!" Lin xian'er got up and looked at him: "it's worth a lot of money in spring and night. Doesn't my husband want to do it?" What Lin xian'er said is so explicit, how can the wind reverse dye not understand.

"I'm very tired today..."

I saw her face crimson, a face jiaochen: "husband..."

Feng Ni Ran is also a normal man. Even if he can control himself, his body's instinctive reaction can't be controlled.

Seeing that he was still unmoved, he took the initiative to lift his quilt and sit on it.

"Well..."