Prostitute Beauty

In view of Zhang Xianzong's acquaintance and urgency, Yue Qiluo deliberately followed his will and married him.

On the day of the big wedding, the phoenix Xiapei, ten miles of red makeup.

Yue Qiluo, who had a delicate face and was wearing a wedding gown, was sitting in front of the dressing table, but her hands kept moving.She is cutting paper figurines, unlike the original white paper figurines, the paper figurines she cut out look a bit more mysterious because of the light gold attached to them with spiritual power.

"Ma'am, the auspicious hour has come."

Hearing the servant girl's voice, Yue Qiluo put the paper figurine and scissors into the jade clasp she newly made, covered her head and pushed open the door, "Let's go."

Everything was both unfamiliar and familiar, and Yue Qiluo went through the process smoothly.

"Bye husband and wife!"

"Licheng! Send to the bridal chamber!"

Amidst the applause and cheers of the crowd, Zhang Xianzong and Yue Qiluo became husband and wife in this life, and they have shared blessings and hardships since then.

"What happened? Why are you so noisy?" Yue Qiluo, who had already lifted her hijab and was sitting at the table eating candy, frowned slightly, seeming a little displeased.

"Return to madam, it seems that the guest is not feeling well." Maid Lan Xin looked at the beautiful face of the new madam, and replied cautiously.

"I see, you go down." Waving her hands, Yue Qiluo didn't care much about these things, the only one who could make her care was Zhang Xianzong.

When Zhang Xianzong opened the door and came in, Yue Qiluo was cutting paper figurines, when she heard the movement, her hands paused slightly, and then continued to cut.

"What are you doing?" On the wedding night of the bridal chamber, Staff Officer Zhang pushed the door open and saw his new wife cutting paper figures! ! !He smiled and didn't care too much, maybe this is Qiluo's hobby.

Yue Qiluo kept moving his hands, without even turning his head, "Paper cutting."

Zhang Xianzong didn't care about etiquette, he sat at the table and looked at Yue Qiluo's beautiful face, his heart beat faster. He admitted that he fell in love with her at first sight because of Yue Qiluo's face, but so what, even if he looked at her face, it was because of her. Yue Qiluo's face.

"Hey, have a glass of wine."

Looking at the wine Zhang Xianzong handed over, Yue Qiluo raised her eyebrows, took a glass, looked at him with eyes like torches, and finally finished the glass of wine with him, "Okay, we're married, that's enough." Put the glass on the On the table, Yue Qiluo's big black eyes looked a little haunted in the night.

When Zhang Xianzong heard this, he hooked his lips into a smile, and whispered with his thin lips against Yue Qiluo's small ears, "Ma'am, it's time to rest."

Turning her head, she glanced at him with a half-smile, Yue Qiluo smiled, "You want Gu Xuanwu's position."

Zhang Xianzong's pupils shrank, and he looked at her with a more inquiring and complicated gaze, "Ma'am, I'm joking."

Yue Qiluo smiled, coldly, with a bit of temptation, "You just need to say whether you want it or not?"

Looking into Yue Qiluo's eyes, Zhang Xianzong didn't know why, but unexpectedly nodded his head.

"Okay, I get it, since you want that position, then that position can only be yours." Yue Qiluo touched the paper figurine on the table, laughing so hard that one couldn't help but feel chills.

Zhang Xianzong's throat twitched slightly, for some reason he would just sneer at such big words when others said them, but when he said them from Yue Qiluo's mouth, he actually felt that he would succeed, he was probably crazy, "Qiluo, I..."

Yue Qiluo raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, "I'm tired, you sleep outside, I sleep inside." After speaking, without waiting for Zhang Xianzong's reaction, he went to the back room.

But Zhang Xianzong who stayed in the same place trembled from the cold at Yue Qiluo's last eyes, and his hairs trembled. It was terrible. At that moment, Zhang Xianzong, who had been on the battlefield, felt that it was extremely dangerous. Will figure out his little wife's secret.

The author has something to say: I don't know how the writing is. I'm sorry. Not only have I been busy recently, but I'm not in a good mood. Many times I don't have the desire to update the article. I'm sorry to make everyone wait so long.