Wearing a mask, fall into pure love

Moon Muchen picked up the kettle on the table and found that the kettle was empty.

She ran farther to look for it, but the tiny place at a glance didn't produce a pot of water in an instant as she wanted.

Looking around, her eyes fell back on the altar she had just passed.

There are two gourd ladles, each containing some water.

But if her knowledge reserve is right, it should not be water, but wine, the so-called Heying wine.

"Did you find it?" I don't know when Wang Siqian has come behind her.

The moon Mu Chen an exciting spirit, suddenly turned around and opened a distance with him.

"I... I'll look again..." she hurriedly squatted down and hurriedly opened the drawers of the antique cabinet and looked in one by one.

After a while, his voice came from above.

"Well... The wine tastes good..."

Moon Mu Chen looked up and saw Wang Siqian holding an empty gourd ladle in his hand, his tongue still licking his lips.

Then he pulled her up.

"Come and drink with me." He said to her with a smile.

"I don't drink..." Yue Muchen pushed back and moved back to stay away from him.

But Wang Siqian grabbed her and stuffed another gourd ladle into her hand.

"Good." His bright eyes stared at her, filled with tenderness and expectation.

Month Mu Chen refused again, so he had to keep the posture of being hooked by him and drink the wine in the ladle in one gulp.

"Cough, cough..." she coughed violently.

The wine is surprisingly spicy.

"Good boy." Wang Siqian looked at her with a smile, and his eyes seemed to burst out fire.

Moon Mu Chen took the opportunity to retract his hand and bowed his head to avoid his hot sight. "I, I asked someone outside to send some water."

She put down her gourd ladle and turned to the door, but without taking two steps, she was suddenly picked up from behind. It was whirling around for a while, and she was already lying in bed.

"You, what are you doing?!" She shrieked and shrank into the corner of the bed, holding the pillow in front of her as a barrier between herself and the man.

"Hehe, what do you say I want to do?" Wang Siqian suddenly approached her.

A breath of wine came to his face and blurred his face with hazy light.

For a moment, yuemuchen thought that face was a little sexy.

The wine is really too strong

Moon Mu Chen squeezed his nails into his palm and forced himself to wake up.

"Shall we tell a story? I heard that many couples tell stories on their first night of marriage... "Yue Muchen's voice became lighter and lighter.

Even she didn't believe this nonsense, but now she was short-circuit and couldn't think of any other way to delay time.

"Yeah, hahaha..." Wang Siqian couldn't help laughing. "Have you heard that if you talk about one thousand and one nights, husband and wife will grow old together?"

Moon Mu Chen was speechless.

"Well, tell me." Wang Siqian sat in bed, reclined on the bedstead of the antique shelf bed, looked at her in his spare time, and his face was full of interest.

Yue Muchen hurriedly shrunk back, cleared his throat, and began to say in a muffled voice: "a long time ago, there was a beautiful princess..."

An hour later.

"... then they live happily together forever..."

"Pa Pa......" Wang Siqian clapped his hands slowly.

Three black lines fell from the head of moon Mu Chen.

This is the thirteenth story. She has searched her fairy tale library all over the world. What Pea Princess, ugly duckling, Cinderella and sleeping beauty... The girl who told the cruel king one thousand and one nights only tells one story every night? She has talked so much. Why isn't he sleepy?

Moreover, every time he finished a story, he would applaud, but he didn't say a word from beginning to end, just looked at her with warm eyes.

His eyes were bright, but leisurely, as if the hunter looked at the prey in the cage and waved his teeth and claws to himself, but he was not in a hurry.

Under the gaze of that vision, Yuemu Chen had to be tough, telling one story after another.

She felt that she had never told so many stories in her life.

"Finished?" Wang Siqian's voice suddenly sounded.

"Ah?" Yuemuchen found herself in a daze.

"Now that you're finished, let's get down to business." He began to unbutton his wedding dress.

"Wait!" Mu Chen shouted: "busy! I have another story! "

Wang Siqian lost his smile, and the movement on his hand did not stop at all. Soon, he took off the outermost mandarin jacket.

"But I'm sleepy." He smiled.

He yawned to prove that he was right.

"Oh, oh, if you are sleepy, go to bed..." Yue Muchen picked up her pillow and rubbed it under the bed.

Wang Siqian grabbed her waist, put a frivolous smile on the back of her neck with the smell of wine, flashed across his cheek and jumped into her nose.

"Where are you going?" He whispered at the side of her neck.

"I, I..." yuemuchen nervously forgot to breathe, "you, you..."

"Huh?" The sexy low voice ran down her hair and into her ears.

Yuemuchen only feels that her scalp is numb and her heart is about to explode!

"Go to sleep! You want to sleep! Sleep! " She was smoking overhead, lisping and incoherent.

"Hehe, OK, let's sleep together." He chuckled close to her ear.

Oh, my God! Is this still Wang Siqian she knows? How does it look like a person has suddenly changed?! Is that what he looks like when he's drunk? Or was she drunk and hallucinating?

"Wait, wait, wait!" Yuemuchen shouted and violently pushed Wang Siqian away from him.

Wang Siqian fell to one side and snorted.

Yue Muchen jumped up from the bed, but his foot just landed, and a hand came out of nowhere. He pulled it hard and immediately pulled her back to her place.

Then, a pair of arms imprisoned her in the middle and couldn't move.

"Why don't we play a game?" Wang Siqian stared at her directly above her and said with an evil smile.

Yuemu Chen earned and couldn't escape. He had to beg for mercy: "what game do you play, you say?"

"Stone, scissors, cloth."

"Ah?"

Wang Siqian looked at the moon Mu Chen with an ignorant face, raised his index finger and rubbed her cheek from top to bottom.

"Every round, the loser takes off a piece of clothes. Whoever takes off the clothes finally wins..." his smile is full of malice.

Yuemuchen only felt her face was ripe.

This... What kind of dirty game is this?!

"No!" Her head shook like a rattle.

"OK..." Wang Siqian sighed helplessly, "let's sleep directly."

He bowed his head and kissed down.

"Ah ah! OK, OK! " Month Mu Chen hurriedly blocked his salty pig's mouth with his hand and kicked his feet.

But then she found that her body had been firmly suppressed by him and could not move.

Wang Siqian smiled successfully and then moved away from her.

Moon Mu Chen immediately sat up and curled up to distance himself.

"What if you win?" Her volume is a little out of control.

Wang Siqian bent his right leg, put his right arm on his knee and posed in a leisurely posture.

"If you win, you can ask, if I win..." his ending rose, dragged out an ambiguous pause, and then said, "let's go to bed quickly."

Moon Mu Chen only felt his heart tighten suddenly.

"OK." She gasped from her throat.