Quick Transmission: Host, don’t touch the boss, he’s going to kiss you

"Tying your hair is something you must do before becoming a couple. You can also think of it as a token of love."

you sure?

Aning looked at him in confusion, his clear almond-shaped eyes widening in confusion.

Immediately, she felt a touch of warmth on her fingertips, and the cool touch climbed up her palm, rubbed it into the gaps between her fingers, and finally clasped it gently.

Different from the cold feeling before, this time she felt friendly and even a little comfortable...

"Why are you suddenly holding my hand..." An Ning was a little embarrassed. She felt that the world was progressing too fast. She got married as soon as she came up. Now she is holding my hand. Will she want to... later?

yellow plastic

"Can't a husband hold his wife's hand?" The god raised two interlocked hands, and the wide red cuffs slid down to his elbows, revealing his forearms that were purer than snow, and his calm eyes flashed with a trace of confusion.

"Ang?" This confused An Ning. She always felt that it was a bit sloppy, which was incredible.

Do you think this Xitang is just for her eye candy?

Aning looked at the beautiful god without blinking and asked cautiously: "Are you married now?"

The god smiled slightly, but this time the smile was different from the eternal smile before, but more "lively", although there was still no emotion on his face.

He asked: "What's wrong, madam?"

Aning shook his head: "No, I always feel like I'm dreaming."

Shen Di smiled slightly: "Then do you think this dream is a good one?"

An Ning said honestly: "It's just... not bad."

With her hand being held, she couldn't move around. She could only raise her eyes and look around, only to find that there wasn't even a stool in the room, let alone a place to stay.

"There's no bed here. How are we going to sleep at night?" she said.

Of course, sleeping in the literal sense, don’t think too much about it.

Even though the god next to her doesn't need a bed, she does. She's not a god and will die if she doesn't sleep.

The god smiled and nodded, his light eyes gradually getting darker. He led her to the altar and said calmly: "Madam, do you want to rest?"

Aning said softly, "Yes", and then said to him cautiously: "Can you please stop calling me Madam... It's awkward, just call me by my name."

The god didn't react to her words, he just said with a smile: "Okay."

Then he led her through the wall with abstract patterns, and a room that was no different from the wedding hall appeared in front of him. The difference was that there was a bed where the altar was placed.

Aning looked back in astonishment. The wall with patterns carved on it stood there intact. She felt incredible for a moment. She raised her hand and touched the wall. It was hard.

So she made a not unreasonable request: "Can we do it again?"

Shen Di smiled slightly, his clear eyes were calm and peaceful. Although he didn't understand, he still took his young wife's hand and passed through the wall, and then passed back through.

There was no impatience at all.

After experiencing it, Aning gave him a thumbs up and nodded affirmatively.

So disgusting.

At the same time, he secretly cursed in his heart.

Is this the legendary freedom to walk through walls?

The god didn't understand her gestures, but he did understand her thoughts. He curled his lips and smiled slightly: "A Ning, do you think it's awesome? In fact, I know a lot more."

What else?

Aning raised her eyes and stared at him, blinking her long eyelashes.

There was a smile in Shen Di's eyes. He took his little wife's hand and lowered his head to kiss her. He felt that his little wife was very special. In today's words, she was extremely cute, especially when she looked at him.

"Don't worry, you will know this later. It's getting late and we should rest."

Aning: "..." So this is to pique her interest first and whet her appetite?

But in view of the other party's supernatural ability, I couldn't say anything, so I had to say: "Where should I sleep?"

"Hmm... there seems to be only one bed in the room." God turned his eyes to look at the only bed in the room, his beautiful eyes looked at it indifferently, and his tone was very gentle.

Aning looked at the antique bed and the layers of red gauze curtains, and fell into deep thought.

She lowered her head and looked at the hands clasped under the red cuffs. Even though she already had a clear answer in her mind, she still couldn't help but raise her head and ask.

"Then where do you sleep?"

The god lowered his head slightly, his long hair as black as silk flowing down to his chest like flowing water, and he said: "Of course I will sleep with Aning."

He said it calmly, as if they really just slept together.

"It's time to sleep, Aning."

As he spoke, the god took his little wife's hand and walked to the big festive bed.

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I wish you all a happy New Year, all the best, and all your wishes come true. Of course, the most important thing is good health and fortune. We all need to live a good life in the new year.