Chujiu had already stood up and took a few steps back to the side. His voice was filled with panic and nervousness that could not be concealed, "Don't mess around."
Lu Tingchen came to his senses and turned over, lying there with no intention of getting up.
He half-supported his body, raised his eyes to look at her, and reminded: "Ajiu, you are the wife of my bright matchmaker."
"I know. If not, I wouldn't be sitting here." Chujiu frowned.
Lu Tingchen suddenly had a headache.
Tonight was their wedding night, and he had no intention of competing with her in martial arts.
But it seemed that it was not easy for him to get close to her.
He coughed lightly and stretched out his hand, "Ajiu, I'm drunk, please help me."
Chujiu glanced at him, "Aren't you someone who can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk?"
Lu Tingchen choked, "There were too many guests today, and I was happy, so I drank too much. I'm really drunk, Ah Jiu, please help me."
Chujiu turned around and ignored him.
Lu Tingchen was a little frustrated.
With Ah Jiu's temperament, it would be impossible for her to take the initiative.
Then there is only...
Looking at her walking away, he suddenly gritted his teeth and rolled off the bed.
"boom!"
Chujiu was startled by the loud noise coming from behind.
She turned around quickly and was stunned when she saw the man falling to the ground.
"What are you doing?"
"Ajiu, I fell... Hiss, it hurts!" Lu Tingchen grinned.
When Chujiu saw him, his heart tightened and he hurried over.
"Is it okay? Where did you fall?" She held his arm and asked nervously.
"Here." Lu Tingchen pointed to his buttocks.
When Chujiu saw the area he was pointing to, she blushed and tried to throw his hand away, but he held her wrist. "I really hurt myself from the fall. I can't even sit down. If you don't believe me, check it out."
Chujiu frowned, looking at his painful look, and simply hugged him sideways.
Lu Tingchen: "..."
Chujiu carried him to the bed, let him lie down, and then opened the corner of his robe to reveal his pants underneath.
Lu Tingchen lay on the quilt, his handsome face quickly turned red, his hands tightly grasping the quilt, but there was a trace of expectation in his deep eyes.
Suddenly, there was a "pop" sound and he was hit hard on the buttocks.
"Lu Tingchen, stop pretending!" Chujiu said angrily.
Lu Tingchen looked back at her, "I'm really in pain, I'm not pretending!"
"Then I slap you so hard, but it doesn't hurt?" Chujiu frowned at him and said suspiciously, "Why is your face so red?"
Lu Tingchen's eyes flickered, and he suddenly put his arm around her shoulders and led her to the couch.
"A moment of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold! Ah Jiu, don't waste any more time."
Chujiu was shocked, and just as she was about to push him away, a heavy weight hit her body, and Lu Tingchen covered her, and then her lips were blocked.
With her eyes widened, she saw him raising his hand, and the red gauze curtain instantly fell down behind him.
Layers upon layers blocked the light outside, and the tent suddenly became dark.
The room suddenly became extremely quiet, with only the light popping sound of the wedding candles burning.
I don't know how much time passed, but Lu Tingchen's low and forbearing voice came from the bed tent, "Ajiu, is that okay?"
The wedding candles are burning high, and the room is charming.
…
When Lu Liangwei and Long Yang returned to the palace, it was already late at night and the three children were asleep.
Ji'er didn't see Chu Qi all day yesterday. After seeing Chu Qi today, she has been clinging to him.
Before she came back, she was still full of energy, but now, she had fallen asleep in Chu Qi's arms.
(End of chapter)