Sweet pursuit: Kiss goodnight, little sweetheart

Xi Muhan slowly raised his hand to wrap Yu Qiqi's powder fist. His black eyes were staring at Yu Qiqi, and his deep voice was hoarse and hot. "It's time to change your tongue, Mrs. Xi."

Xi Muhan's low magnetic voice frightened Yu Qiqi. His sentence "Mrs. Xi" was like an electric current, which stimulated Yu Qiqi. His limbs were numb and he didn't know what to do.

"Ha ha."

Xi Muhan gave a low smile and left with Yu Qiqi in his arms.

Today, he made the decision to get the marriage certificate a long time ago, and then informed the little girl just a moment before getting the marriage certificate.

So he gave her buffer time.

Until returning home, Yu Qiqi did not come back from the sudden change of identity.

She still couldn't believe that she was a married young woman.

Her empty eyes looked at Xi Muhan, soft voice with unknown expectations, "brother Han, we didn't go to get married just now, did we?"

She didn't see the whole process of their marriage. How can we call it marriage?

Because of nervousness, Xi Muhan's white and neat shirts were all scratched by Yu Qiqi and covered with wrinkles.

He took a deep look at Yu Qiqi, "well."

Yu Qiqi was relieved.

Before he was relieved, Xi Muhan continued: "we have decided to go for life."

Yu Qiqi

Did not inform parents, also did not inform relatives and friends, so get a certificate, is not private life to go?

……

Yu Qiqi felt his head heavy.

She can feel the marriage certificate, but can't see it. She always thinks it's very untrue.

Yu Qiqi's state can be seen from her not eating well and sitting in the room distracted.

Xi Muhan's eyes deepened. He picked up Yu Qiqi and went to the toilet.

This evening should be their wedding night, but the little girl has a big aunt, so Xi Muhan has been enduring himself.

But the little girl made him angry.

The bottom suddenly a cool, Yu seven seven immediately startled to jump.

In front of her was Xi Muhan, with strong arms on both sides of the washbasin. Yu Qiqi's all struggles seemed futile to him.

Yu Qiqi's buttocks fell heavily on the edge of the washbasin. She shriveled her mouth and looked at Xi Muhan tearfully with big eyes. "It's so cool."

Xi Muhan's right leg curled up, separated Yu Qiqi's two legs which were close together, squeezed between her two legs, and raised Yu Qiqi's buttocks in his big hand to let her sit on his waist.

"Tell me, what were you thinking?"

The ambiguous heat was all over her pink face. Yu Qiqi blurted out, "nothing."

Xi Muhan peeled off her clothes and took her to the shower in the bathroom.

"Don't you want to marry me?"

Xi Muhan's big hand has fallen on Yu Qiqi's bra, and Yu Qiqi's small head is leaning on Xi Muhan's shoulder. After thinking about it, he shakes his head, "yes."

She wanted to marry brother Han very much, but after she married brother Han, she felt that her heart was so stuffy that she couldn't breathe and could not do anything.

Is this the so-called fear of marriage?

Xi Muhan can probably understand the little girl's psychological thoughts.

Her eyes can't see things, and she is worried about gain and loss. Now she is tied by his wedding book, and the little girl's heart will inevitably have loss and hesitation.

Xi Muhan kisses her face, "you won't regret marrying brother Han, eh?"