I Have a Lot of Resurrection Coins

Outside the boudoir, Jiang Lin paced back and forth outside the door, but refused to go in.

In the boudoir, the girl in the red wedding dress has already lifted a corner of the red hijab. Under the red hijab, she is equally beautiful with light red makeup.

The most beautiful time for a girl is when she is wearing her wedding dress.

This sentence is really true.

However, compared with the charm of the Western Regions, Murong Qin in the wedding dress is even more playful and cute.

Also waiting for her husband to arrive, Ji Fang was extremely nervous and shy, in stark contrast to her usual aloof and cold.

There is even a little bit of service in that little arrogance.

It's like an iceberg queen who is used to indifference, trying to be a good wife in front of her lover.

A little clumsy, but still cute...

And Murong Qin is different from Yi Fang, she is more like a lady of the world, smart and playful, naturally nervous in her heart, but more anxious.

Anxious why the senior hasn't come in yet. Why have you been dawdling outside?

With the corner of the red hijab raised by his small hands, Murong Qin looked at his haunted figure outside the window.

As a result, he just kept walking and walking at the door, from left to right, and then from right to left, the girl couldn't help but pouted.

Even Murong Qin wished he could get up and open the door, pull his senior in, and then blow out the candles! Draw the curtains!

Anyway, wait until tomorrow morning, when the raw rice is cooked into porridge, then everything will be done!

In fact, Murong Qin also knew that his impatience was a manifestation of his lack of security.

But I can't help myself

The senior definitely didn't treat himself as the opposite sex, he definitely still regarded himself as the sixteen-year-old girl back then.

Even in the hearts of the seniors, he may be a little sister, who will always be sixteen years old, the kind who can't grow up...

But it is very difficult to break the impression that the seniors have of themselves and let the seniors treat themselves as a person of the opposite sex!

But now is the best chance!

Even though Murong Qin also knew that what he did was very cunning, and he felt a little sorry for Sister Susu, after all, Sister Susu hadn't had a drink with her senior yet.

However, this time is the best chance!

Taking advantage of the amnesia of the seniors! Eliminate the gap between yourself and your seniors!

Anyway, I must win the senior!

As long as you win the senior, you will have a status, or it is already a fact that you have a relationship with the senior!

According to the personality of the senior, he will definitely not ignore him.

And at that time, I will really stand firm!

So in order to avoid long nights and dreams! Senior must be taken down tonight! I can't let seniors go to my sister's place tonight!

But... why didn't senior come in yet?

Just when Murong Qin was gnashing his silver teeth anxiously, feeling extremely anxious and pinching the hem of his skirt with his fingers, suddenly, the figure outside the door stood still.

And the moment Jiang Lin stood still outside the door, Murong Qin's little heart suddenly thumped!

The girl's little hand was put down quickly, and the red hijab fell down again, covering the girl's pretty face.

Murong Qin's two little hands were obediently half-clasped on her thighs. Inside the red hijab, the girl's eyes kept rolling, and she found that her heart was beating so fast.

When was the last time your heart beat so fast?

It was like watching the stars with my seniors.

It was on that starry night that I lay beside my senior, and the senior looked at the stars together, and the senior promised to teach me swordsmanship.

That night, I inexplicably fell in love with Senior, and wanted to stand by Senior's side, and look at the scenery of the world with Senior.

But now, he is already in the Nascent Soul Realm, and he can barely stand by the senior's side, can barely watch the same scenery as the senior, and even share some troubles for the senior.

I don't want to be regarded as that sixteen-year-old girl by my seniors anymore!

Qin'er is already twenty one! Qin'er has grown up!

Thinking about it, the girl who encouraged herself straightened her willow waist, her determination was stronger than ever.

The door was pushed open, and Jiang Lin looked at the girl in the red wedding dress, sitting obediently on the bed, Jiang Lin scratched his head, feeling a little strange for a moment.

But Jiang Lin still settled down, and slowly approached Qin'er.

Under the red hijab, Murong Qin's big black Kazilan eyes saw the fuzzy black shadow of his hand approaching him little by little.

The girl's heart under Xiong's chest was beating violently... her body tensed even more tensely.

Finally, the girl felt that his hand had touched her red hijab, and the candlelight in the new house sneaked into the girl's eyes more clearly.

The red hijab was lifted by Jiang Lin, and the girl's delicate and clear face was completely displayed in front of Jiang Lin's eyes.

Originally, Jiang Lin thought that the visual impact brought about by the limited imitation of married women before could make him calm down.

But Jiang Lin soon realized that he was wrong...

It is different from the imitation of the Western Region style.

Qin'er belongs to that kind of classical girl, and her big blinking eyes are full of playfulness and cuteness of a classical girl.

Especially that shy face gives people a kind of youthful beauty just out of the cabinet.

This is the unique temperament of the ancient ladies.

senior……

Sensing that the senior had been watching him, Murong Qin shouted softly.

For the senior who kept looking at him, Murong Qin didn't hate it in his heart, and even felt a little happy.

Women are those who please themselves.

What's more, it is such an important gift of life, except for the day of getting married ten days later, this moment is the most beautiful moment in my life.

Why don't I want my seniors to like it?

Miss Murong... I'm sorry...

Jiang Lin squatted down, and took out from his arms a skirt knife fused with the first drop of blood from Murong Qin's fingertips when he was born.

It is in the shape of a dagger.

Pulling out the snow-white blade, Jiang Lin knelt down in front of the girl on one knee, and the girl straightened a long, well-proportioned leg with a blushing face.

Grasping the strength, Jiang Lin gently cut a small hole in the girl's skirt with the skirt pressing knife as before.

When Jiang Lin sheathed the skirt knife and put it in his arms, the girl saw a small knife mark on the skirt, and the girl felt sincere joy in her heart.

Murong Qin's eyes moved, and the red candlelight reflected on the girl's face. When Yin Fang gently opened her lower lip, the girl slowly opened her mouth:

Husband... Husband...

Um... ma'am...

Jiang Lin also blushed, to be honest, he didn't know how to explain when he saw Susu in the future...

Hearing the senior call her Ma'am, the girl's chest was warm, and her face was even a little hot, but she didn't hate it.

Husband. Husband, can you shout again?

With her head lowered, the girl blushed and said in a sticky voice.