Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

Chen Mo put down his wine glass, smiled softly, and poured himself another glass: "My lady, let's play something else."

Chen Mo took a sip by himself, then handed the wine glass to Ye Yiren, asking her to take a sip too.

Ye Yiren did the same, and put the wine glass aside after drinking.

Chen Mo raised Ye Yiren's chin again, and kissed it. The spiciness of the wine and some special sweetness made the latter's eyes widen.

The excess wine flowed out, down the throat, and flowed down.

a long time.

Chen Mo let go of Ye Yiren, smiled lightly and said, "Okay, it's over, it's time for the next step."

Ye Yiren's eyes dodged, and soon after seeing her embroidered shoes being taken off, and seeing Chen Mo about to take off her clothes, she remembered her responsibilities.

She shrank back in the bed, turned over and sat on her knees, and slowly spread out the red bedding on the inside. Her back was hot, and she could feel Chen Mo's fiery gaze.

Chen Mo looked at Ye Yiren's back, his skirt was tight, quite attractive, he had plenty of time, so he didn't do anything at this time.

After Ye Yiren finished arranging, he knelt gently and crawled over, and untied the belt of Chen Mo's red robe.

Chen Mo was startled, who did he learn this from?

Ye Yiren quickly lowered his eyes, not daring to dare, and after a short pause, he carefully untied his wedding robe.

The fiery red skirt faded away, revealing the white shoulders, a single red apron and black stockings

When Ye Yiren was about to take off her stockings, Chen Mo stopped her.

"I'll do this." Chen Mo smiled strangely.

Ye Yiren didn't understand the meaning, and nodded slightly.

Chen Mo hurriedly let go of his restraints, climbed onto the bed, and hugged her into the quilt.

ps: I feel that this chapter will be harmonious

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Chapter 345 The Wedding Night (Part [-])

"Turn off the lights." Ye Yiren said delicately.

Chen Mo shook his head and chuckled, got up and blew out the candles, then put down the curtain, then suddenly turned over and pressed on Ye Yiren's body.

"Tear it"

A hole was torn in the pantyhose.

Ye Yiren was startled, and said, "Husband, what are you doing?"

"It's time for the bridal chamber." Chen Mo smiled lightly.

"Is the bridal chamber like this?" Ye Yiren was a little confused.

Chen Mo said seriously: "Yes, don't move, I will take the lead."

Hearing this, Ye Yiren's face turned crimson. She, who used to be indifferent to anything, seemed to have died at this moment. She bit her lower lip, closed her eyes, and chose to resign herself to fate.

The corners of Chen Mo's mouth twitched, and he said, "Lady, you open your eyes, it's already a mess, if you close your eyes again, it won't make any sense at all."

Ye Yiren was startled, hesitated for a moment, but slowly opened his eyes, and said blankly, "What should I do?"

"Just hold my waist"

"Oh."

Ye Yiren hugged Chen Mo's waist blankly.

"I let you hold, not hug."

"Oh."

"Forget it, that's it."

The red bed swayed.

The night outside the window was getting darker, the sky was full of stars, after a short whisper, the wedding room became quiet, only murmuring

Moon stars are rare.

In Yun Yun's room, the word "Hi" was pasted and candles were lit.

Yun Yun's red wedding dress has not faded, she is wearing a red hijab, quietly waiting for her husband to come.

As an empress in the palace, Chen Mo should have been with her first tonight, but she knew that Chen Mo wanted to give her a perfect wedding night without wiping off Ye Yiren's palace sand.

Yun Yun could understand that as a princess in the palace, she had to be gracious.

Yun Yun sat quietly on the bed, looking at the red hijab in front of her, she was a little lost in thought. In fact, she had a little girl in her heart. Although she has many sisters now, she still wanted to monopolize her husband in her heart.

Let me ask you, it's impossible for a woman to separate her man without jealousy in her heart.

With a lot of thoughts, I don't know how long passed, and there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the door.

Yun Yun sat up a little bit, regaining the old woman's appearance, calmly waiting for the red hijab to be lifted before calling for her husband.

The familiar footsteps of the door being pushed and closed came from far to near, and the golden rod on the desk beside it was picked up.