Dyed

Luo Wenying looked at the ring between her fingers, Mingzheng took her face and kissed it, and said when his lips touched, "I love you."

Afterwards, his thin lips kissed her, and the brilliance in Luo Wenying's eyes set off the thunderous applause from the audience. They stretched out their hands and hugged each other, wishing they could embed each other.

During the toast, Mingzheng was drunk a lot, and marriage is the most troublesome occasion, Mingzheng took off his suit, his shirt cuffs were rolled up to his elbows, and he was ready to fight.

He supported the back of the chair with one hand, and the person on the seat was Ming Zheng's friend, or he could be said to be a bad friend.

Luo Wenying lit a cigarette several times but failed to light it. The man was biting the cigarette and kept shaking it, or the person next to him was helping to blow it, and the whole room was full of joy.

"Oh, sister-in-law, you don't want me to smoke on purpose, right?"

Luo Wenying had long heard that there would be trouble at the banquet, so she specially prepared this lighter, but she didn't expect that she would not be able to escape this disaster.

She tried to click a few times, "Brother, do you cooperate?"

"Okay," the man simply got up and stood on the chair, "I promise not to move, as long as you can light my cigarette."

Ming Zheng straightened his reclining body, pointed at the other party, "You said this, don't play around with me again then."

"Don't worry, so many pairs of eyes are watching."

Ming Zheng walked to Luo Wenying's side, "Come on, wife, I'll pick you up."

"Is it okay?" Luo Wenying saw that he was drinking a little too much.

The people next to him started booing one by one, "That's right, is it okay, is it okay?"

Luo Wenying's pretty face turned red, Mingzheng bent down and hugged her leg, the other person was also tall and on top of a chair, Luo Wenying lit a lighter and leaned over, the other person stood on tiptoe and said He said, "I didn't move around, look, sister-in-law, you can't reach it."

Luo Wenying tried a few times, but found that there was still a long way to go, "Husband, no."

Mingzheng put her back, and after he bent down again, he carried her on his shoulders. Luo Wenying shook her, and Mingzheng stretched out his hand to hold her waist tightly. A group of friends started booing again, "This body You have practiced well enough, sister-in-law, you have to stop and stop when you go back on your wedding night."

Luo Wenying lit the cigarette for the other party, and after all this tossing, she was finally able to pass.

I don't know where I found them. It is said that they were collected online. The two of them were tortured enough, but Luo Wenying was okay, she was a woman after all.

When Mingzheng walked out of the hotel, his footsteps were swaying. Luo Wenying stuffed him into the car, said goodbye to his relatives and parents, and the driver drove him back to the wedding room.

She helped Mingzheng into the room. Luo Wenying was strangled by the tight dress. After helping Mingzheng to bed, Luo Wenying reached out to pull the zipper to change into the home clothes. She walked through the skirt that fell to the ground. When she came out, she was suddenly dragged by a hand, and she sat on the man's strong and powerful legs.

She hurriedly put her arms around her chest, "You scared me to death."

Ming Zheng kissed her shoulder, "You can't keep me from touching her tonight, can you?"

"Aren't you drunk?"

Mingzheng rubbed his cheek against her neck, "I'm pretending." He stretched out his arm and pushed Luo Wenying's hand away, "What is this pasted on, let me see?"

"It's a breast sticker, don't pull it!" Luo Wenying clasped her arms together.

Ming Zheng turned her sideways and put her down on the bed, he pressed Luo Wenying's hands beside him, Luo Wenying's breathing was short of breath.

Luo Wenying gasped for air, an inexplicable heat wave struck from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, her voice was a little charmingly hoarse, "Go take a bath first."

Ming Zheng pulled her up and carried her into the bathroom by the waist.

The quilt was arched, and the entangled figures could be seen slightly inside. The hoarse and powerful panting sounds intertwined with the fine and shallow, and Luo Wenying's head almost got under the pillow. She simply threw the pillow away, and Ming Zheng also Feeling that the quilt on his body was covering his progress, he threw it under the bed with his hands.

The man brushed away the broken hair scattered on her forehead, and the temperature touched was extremely hot, and Ming Zheng squeezed Luo Wenying's hand tightly.

Mingzheng put one hand behind Luo Wenying's waist, making her get closer to him, Mingzheng's nose dripped with sweat, he bent down, and put his face on her neck, "I'll let you taste begging for mercy later."

Luo Wenying hooked his neck, opened her mouth to bite the man's earlobe, Mingzheng stiffened, and bit her chest.

Luo Wenying felt the pain and let go of her hand, "Why bite me?"

"Where did you learn these grueling tricks?"

"Some things can be learned without a teacher." Luo Wenying crossed her legs, and Mingzheng asked her to turn her back, "Practise yourself?"

"No, I'm tired."

"Where is this?" Mingzheng squeezed her back, and Luo Wenying was forced to bend her legs. It should be said that the man was more ferocious than a wolf when he was released. Luo Wenying brushed away the hair on her cheeks, her legs were stiff , "You are so heavy."

Ming Zheng clasped her hand tightly and let go, then fell over beside Luo Wenying.He took Luo Wenying into his arms, "Are you tired?"

"I'm sleepy."

Ming Zheng kissed her lightly on the top of her head, "Go to sleep."

The next day, the sunlight poured in unscrupulously through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Ming Zheng raised his hand to cover his eyes, and stretched his hand to his side to feel empty, "Wen Ying."

A vague voice came from the bathroom, "I'm doing laundry."

Ming Zheng put on his trousers and walked in. Luo Wenying had just washed her face when she looked up and saw a firm chest, "You are not afraid of the cold." She bent down and stuffed the clothes into the washing machine, and Ming Zheng hugged her from behind. Waist, "Why don't you sleep more?"

Luo Wenying stretched out her hand to press the shortcut key, "I have recovered a long time ago. I just called my mother and asked her not to come in the afternoon. Let's get a good sleep and go home tomorrow."

Mingzheng pushed his waist forward hard, Luo Wenying was caught off guard and lay down on the washing machine, and the man took advantage of the situation to support her with his hands on both sides and shackled her in his arms, "Since your spirit is good again, do you still need to sleep in the afternoon?"

"You're nasty, you move around without clothes on."

"Where did I move?" Ming Zheng pulled her up, lifted Luo Wenying's waist and let her sit on the washing machine.

She pointed to his chest, then slid inch by inch to Mingzheng's abdomen, and then down, "You moved here just now."

Ming Zheng leaned forward, and put his palm on Luo Wenying's cheek, "Are you hungry?"

"What do you mean?"

Ming Zheng raised his thin lips lightly, "Which aspect are you talking about?"

What Luo Wenying wanted to talk about was of course her own stomach, and Mingzheng patted her hip with his palm, "Go, I'll feed you, so you won't cry hungry when you get out of bed."

Mingzheng picked up Luo Wenying and led her out of the bathroom. She rested her head on Mingzheng's shoulder, with a contented smile on her lips.

The two didn't go home until the next day. Luo's father and Luo's mother ordered the servants to start preparing early in the morning. Ming Zheng and Luo Wenying carried the things in, "Dad, Mom."

"What else do you bring, you have it all at home."