"Now, can I pick up someone?" Mo Ye looked at Ling Yunzi with a smile. Ling Yunzi's face showed no joy or sorrow, and there was a little loss in his eyes. Others thought he was lost because his uncle got married. No one would know that it was because he never had the chance to trouble Qi Huan again, hey, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!
He turned his body sideways and made way for the road leading to Wangyou Peak. Before Mo Ye reached the top of the peak, he saw Qi Huan in a fiery red body running down from above.
Mo Ye stood halfway up the mountain, with open arms waiting for Qi Huan to "fall into the net". When Qi Huan ran over, Xipa didn't know where she flew to. As for the heavy phoenix crown, Qi Huan didn't wear it at all. Her pretty short hair was especially eye-catching.
When Qi Huan fell into Mo Ye's arms, he put his red lips together and kissed him secretly. Perhaps it was no surprise, those Qingyun disciples didn't feel too surprised when they saw the bride running out by themselves.
Mo Ye hugged Qi Huan and followed Ling Yunzi and the others, walking back to Wangyou Peak from one to seven "color" light bridges. The wedding of the two was held on the main peak of Qingyun.
Mo Ye is a ghost and does not worship heaven and earth, and he and Qi Huan have no parents to worship, so a husband and wife came directly to worship. Then, under the encouragement of everyone, Qi Huan hugged Mo Ye and gnawed on it for several minutes, until the rouge on her lips dyed Mo Ye's thin lips, and she stopped panting.
Mo Ye seemed to like Qi Huan's behavior very much. If someone hadn't been by his side, he would definitely not have let Qi Huan off so easily. Some of them reluctantly watched Qi Huan being sent to the bridal chamber, and Mo Ye was directly pulled out. The euphemistic name was to celebrate for him. In fact, it was the entire Qingyun Sect's disciples who took turns drinking him.
Cups of wine that had been hidden for hundreds of years were poured into Mo Ye's stomach like water. Even if he was a ghost, he couldn't help but fight with hundreds of people. I have to say that the disciples of the Qingyun faction went together shamelessly. If he hadn't known that Qi Huan was Lingfengzi Lingyunzi's uncle, he would have mistakenly thought they were enemies.
He is very innocent, okay? He is just marrying a wife, and he doesn't need to be poured into two large tanks of bars!
Fortunately, Hua Xianzi's wine has a lot of stamina. These Qingyun Sect disciples are generally not very good at drinking. Most of them are poured in one cup. The remaining few are five or six cups. Brothers and Hua Xian continued to drink cup by cup.
After all, Mo Ye is not a human being. Although he will be a little bit drunk, he will soon recede. It seems that the three of them are drinking too much.
Seeing that Ling Yunzi, who basically can't speak nonsense, pulls him, keeps patting his shoulder, and looks like he is bitter and resentful, and keeps telling Mo Ye how he was bullied by Qi Huan back then. Yes, and how to spend those hundreds of years miserably. In the end, he even told Mo Ye that if one day he couldn't bear Qi Huan any more, he must never return Qi Huan, it would be a good deed every day.
Mo Ye heard black lines all over his head. It seemed that Qi Huan's nephew had suffered a lot from Qi Huan before. Although the other two people are better, but what they say is similar. After drinking the last drop of wine and putting everyone down, Mo Ye slowly walked back with his hands behind his back.
He felt that he was now carrying the expectations of the entire Qingyun faction~
Mo Ye stood in front of the door and suddenly felt his heart beat faster. He had never tasted this feeling before. It was a kind of expectation, which made people tremble with joy. She finally belonged to him completely. , completely belongs to him. Qi Huan said that this is a promise of life and death. Since she married him, in this life, she will be Mo Ye's person in life and Mo Ye's ghost in death.
The door quietly opened, and Qi Huan, who had been waiting for most of the night, lay on the bed without regard for his image, and the night was dark. However, the shackles on her body were not untied, Mo Ye lightly stepped, walked to the bed, stretched out his hand and carefully changed Qi Huan's clothes.
"Hmm..." Mo Ye's hand had just touched Qi Huan, and Qi Huan had a feeling that there was no way, the resistance was too strong, this was a passive reaction, and she didn't want to!
Opening his somewhat "confused" eyes, Qi Huan was lying on the bed, looking at Mo Ye who was hanging on his upper body, smiled brightly at him, stretched out his arms and pulled him towards him.
The bodies of the two just touched, and a thin layer of thunder and lightning floated on Qi Huan's hand. Feeling the familiar tingling pain, Mo Ye couldn't help but smile bitterly. Is this considered a peony flower to die and be a ghost? I'm not afraid of dying!
"Kiss one." Qi Huan pursed his lips and stole an incense first.
It's not just men who are lustful these days, women can also lust, because Qi Huan's body is always passively aggressive, resulting in an extremely discordant night life between the two.
Although there is no major "problem", it is too much to not be able to hold Mo Ye to sleep at night. Getting used to his warm chest and the familiar sound of his heartbeat, all of a sudden there was nothing left, and Qi Huan basically kept his eyes open until dawn.
"How much wine did you drink?" Mo Ye was very kind, and opened his mouth obediently to let Qi Huan's little tongue turn the river in his mouth. He found the taste of fine wine in his mouth, Qi Huan narrowed his eyes and seemed to enjoy it.
"Not much, but your brother seems to have run out of wine that he has kept for more than 100 years."
... I'm afraid that only Mo Yehui can't say much. My brother's more than 100-year-old wine is in several big vats. A hand dishonestly probed into Mo Ye's lower abdomen, tsk, this skin is smooth and elastic, and it looks very delicious, isn't this tempting her~
"Well..." Qi Huan was not in the mood to chat. On their wedding night, it would be better to talk about something meaningful. Turning over and pressing Mo Ye back on the bed, the red quilt was embroidered with a cheesy picture of dragon and phoenix, but Qi Huan was not that picky now, such a delicious husband was pressed under her body, she was thinking about today The question of what to eat at night.
Qi Huan seemed to like being in the active position, but Mo Ye felt that it didn't matter, as long as he could eat it, whoever went up and down was acceptable.
Seeing her sitting astride his waist and abdomen, her little hands were busy pulling on his wedding robe and belt, but she couldn't get it down. The expression of frustration on her face with her pouting mouth made Mo Ye almost unable to bear it. He took off the clothes that were in the way by himself.
Fortunately, Qi Huan's head was still spinning very fast at this time. A thin strand of silver thread passed through the belt. Mo Ye only felt that the waist was loose. The belt had been cut into two pieces. Of course, the culprit was that Lace.
Pulling Mo Ye's pants down, Qi Huan smiled brilliantly when she looked at the man under her who was so good-looking that no matter how many times she looked at it, she couldn't help drooling.
Leaning down and gently "licking" Mo Ye's chest, Qi Huan took a malicious bite when he found his body stiff. Her behavior made Mo Ye's eyes burn even more vigorously, and while Qi Huan was lying on her chest, Mo Ye stretched out his hand to untie Qi Huan's clothes piece by piece.
It took Qi Huan more than an hour to wear a woman's wedding dress one by one, but it was quick enough to take off. Mo Ye basically ripped it off when she couldn't take it off, and after a while , the ground is full of red rags.