A slightly strange woman's moan came from the bride's lounge.
After a while, Su Qing, slightly panting, leaned weakly on Qiao Mohan's shoulder.
At this moment, she was wearing a flawless white wedding dress.
She was picked up by Qiao Mohan and placed on the bridal dressing table.
Behind her was a makeup mirror covering the entire wall, and in front of her was a man who pinned her to the table and wouldn't let her get down.
Qiao Mohan looked particularly good tonight, with his black hair neatly combed, and his handsome and wicked phoenix eyes slightly upturned. The hint of coldness at the end of his eyes made his facial features look even more handsome, cold and noble.
If it weren't for this, Su Qing wouldn't have been stunned when he came in just now.
And this stunned look made her fall into his trap.
Now, before the wedding started, he actually picked her up and put her on the dressing table, lifted up her complicated skirt, and gave her to...
After a love affair, Su Qing couldn't even stand steadily.
She leaned her head weakly on Qiao Mohan's shoulder, glanced sideways, and glared at him with resentment.
The man's vision was blocked, and he didn't know that the slightly angry look from his beloved woman had unknowingly turned into love.
When Su Qing looked at Qiao Mohan, she was clearly complaining.
But when she saw that his black hair, which had been neatly combed just now, was messed up because of his 'love' for her, it had a messy heroic and handsome look.
Su Qing couldn't help but depict his face with her eyes.
"Wife, you look so beautiful today." Qiao Mohan suddenly grabbed Su Qing's little hand, held it to his lips and gave it a low kiss.
Su Qing looked a little silly when being praised by Qiao Mohan.
How did the subject change so quickly
Besides... Qiao Mohan can't see it, so how would he know whether I am beautiful today or not.
As if he could hear Su Qing's complaints, Qiao Mohan whispered, "Although I can't see it, I can feel it. You look very beautiful today. This wedding dress must suit you very well."
The man's big palm slid up along the soft back of the woman's hand.
Gradually, he stroked Su Qing's forearm, upper arm, shoulder, collarbone... and finally, landed on her red lips.
The man's slightly rough fingertips gently rubbed the woman's lips until Su Qing's soft lips became slightly swollen.
He suddenly leaned over and covered her lips with his.
Su Qing: "Hmm..."
It's so annoying. It ruined her bridal makeup.
Qiao Mohan's kiss was forceful and irresistible, and it invaded like a storm.
He didn't let go until he kissed Su Qing's pink lips until they trembled slightly and became more and more red and swollen, so that one could almost think at a glance that this woman must have just been loved deeply by a man.
"My wife is so beautiful, this is the only way to prevent others from coveting her."
Qiao Mohan's slender and slightly cool fingertips stroked Su Qing's slightly swollen lips with satisfaction.
Faced with her husband's childish and domineering behavior, Su Qing could only be speechless.
The two of them lingered for a while before being interrupted by Jiang Manyun and Qiao Yinyin's hurried knocks on the door.
Jiang Manyun waited for a long time until Qiao Mohan opened the door. As soon as she came in, she was about to urge them to get ready to go on stage, but she ended up seeing her daughter-in-law looking like she had just been bullied by her son.
Hmm…
Under the pure white and noble wedding dress, there are beautiful and blooming lips, kiss marks on the white neck, and unscrupulous branding on the clavicle...
And the posture was so soft and weak that it was obvious that she couldn't even stand steadily.
Cough, cough, cough... Jiang Manyun really couldn't help vomiting blood.
Is her son the reincarnation of a human-shaped pile driver
Bullying Su Qing to this extent is too unrestrained! (To be continued)