Rebirth of Lucky Wife

"Uh... oh! Mianmian, a flying insect flew into my armhole just now... I'm afraid it will fly out again and sting you. Mianmian, I'm going to change clothes. You wait for me, I'll be back soon. !" Wei Zizhan was talking nonsense in a serious manner, running quickly while talking, and then he simply used Qing Gong and flew directly!

——Absolutely, never make a fool of yourself in front of Mianmian!

Mal'er looked at her fiancé who was flying away like a gust of wind, sighed, put her hands on her chin and watched him go away. Why is she so cute?

What should I do if my boyfriend is too innocent?Waiting online...

After this interruption, when Wei Hao changed his clothes and came back, the two of them had naturally skipped the previous paragraph.

The moonlight is just right, the autumn mood is strong, the breeze, the beautiful woman, the fine wine, the newlyweds are drinking under the moon, both of them feel that this moment is particularly warm and sweet.

If you are not drunk, everyone will be drunk. When you are slightly tipsy, you feel most comfortable and relaxed.

Wei Hao hugged Mai Ya'er and kissed her forehead, "Mianmian, I will accompany you. You can dance for me."

Wei Hao was originally a fair-skinned handsome man. His face that used to be so noble was now glowing with a light red color.Tonight, his face is like a flower, and his appearance is beautiful, adding a certain luster~

Mai Ya'er suddenly felt a little dry in the mouth. She moved her eyes down from his face and saw a faint water stain on his lips. Was it wine or...

How could we live up to such a good time and beautiful scenery?

Being drunk, Ma Ya'er is not a shy woman at first, but now they are just a married couple, and they are still not happy?She put her slender hand on Wei Hao's shoulder, took advantage of the situation to stand up, and deliberately threw the gauze and silk on her shoulder into Wei Hao's hand, "As you wish."

Wei Hao knew what was going on and clenched the gauze in his hand. This shawl was made of soft haze gauze, as light as catkins and as thin as cicada wings. It felt like he was holding Mian Mian's hand tightly.

Wei Hao was led by Ma Ya'er. Seeing the two of them holding the silk at the same time, he felt as if they were entering the bridal chamber with a lucky draw.He raised his head in a daze, looking at the woman in front of him infatuatedly. His trembling hands followed the silk guidance, thinking, Mianmian, just go wherever you want to take me.

The two of them had wine to cheer them up, and no outsiders disturbed them. They kept playing the piano and dancing, and the music kept on dancing.During this period, Ma Ya'er and Wei Hao laughed heartily several times. They both felt that today was so fun and happy.

By the time the two of them were exhausted, it was already the end of Haishi.Wei Hao looked at Ma Ya'er with unsatisfied feelings. She slept so well and was so happy with her. He really didn't want to be separated from her.

The Crown Prince of Wei held his fiancée in his arms without letting go, resting his chin on his forehead, rubbing her face twice, and tentatively asked: "Mianmian, don't leave tonight, stay here."

Hearing this, Ma Ya'er looked up shyly, her clear eyes were moist, there was a slight sweat on her forehead, and her cheeks were still flushed after exercise, "This... this, it's not good... it won't happen until we get married." ?"

Wei Hao chuckled, "Where are you thinking?" He gently stroked Malt's black hair. The silky shiny hair was thick and dense. The hair passed through his fingers and flowed directly. He felt the touch. Okay, I couldn't help but scratch and rub it a few more times, and I couldn't help but feel addicted to playing.

"I'm asking you a question!" Mal'er pulled back her hair and bit her fiancé's chin in displeasure.

You can touch *my person, but you can touch* my hair...not yet!

Wei Hao was not annoyed by Mai Yaer's bite, but felt happy instead.Mianmian was not afraid of her. She became more and more comfortable in front of him. Such an intimate bite didn't hurt at all. On the contrary, it felt like a subtle itch*.

At this moment, the malt in Wei Hao's eyes looked like a snow-white little milk cat, baring its teeth to scare people, which was quite cute.

"I mean, it's getting late, so you can rest in the side hall for the night. I'll take you back early tomorrow morning." Wei Hao's eyes were dark and his voice was hoarse.