Chapter 347: Wedding night in the bridal chamber (3)

Qing Mo has a graceful and exquisite figure, three thousand green silks tied with a golden crown, red lips and white teeth with snowy skin, plus its own enchanting and charming, Chen Mo's eyes are fiery, and he walks towards the red bed directly hugging her.

Qing Mo's delicate body trembled lightly, holding Chen Mo's neck with both hands, and a sweet curve formed at the corner of his mouth: "This king wants to lift his hijab and drink a cup of wine."

Chen Mo put her down beside the bed, blinked, and said, "What about the hijab?"

Qing Mo bends down slightly, his body collapses into a beautiful arc, and Yushou pulls out the red hijab from under the pillow on the inner side of the red bed to cover himself.

Chen Mo picked up the golden pole on the side and raised the red hijab. He whispered, "Miss, have I put on your stockings?"

The red hijab was lifted, and Qing Mo's narrow and beautiful eyes lifted slightly, and after glaring at Chen Mo, he let out a sigh of relief.

Chen Mo felt fierce when he heard it, and hurriedly poured his hand over of wine.

After the process has passed.

"His husband." Chen Mobu said as he put down the soundproofing ban.

Qing Mo's red lips bite, eyebrows and eyes curled, and the sound is like a mosquito: "Husband."

The faint, seductive voice made Chen Mo's bones soft.

Blowing out the red candle in the room, he threw on the red bed and pressed Qing Mo under his body, unable to move.

Qing Mo was a little bit painful, with a fierce look in his eyes, his jade palm pushed a little on Chen Mo's chest: "Undress..."

"It doesn't matter, your husband will help you." Chen Mo is willing to help others, ****.

"Bah!" Qing Mo took a sip, and the cloth belt around Chen Mo's waist did form on his hand. Because there were still a few times to take off, Chen Mo didn't tie it very tightly. It's loose.

I was pregnant in October and had another month of confinement.

To be honest, Qing Mo himself wanted to think very much.

Chen Mo solved the phoenix crown and jade hairpin on Qingmo's head. The three thousand black hair suddenly slid down and hung from his waist.

Then he took off his red robe. In order to make the **** husband easier to untie, Qing Mo raised his hands.

The cloth buttons were untied, and the white and blossoming scenery instantly caught Chen Mo's eyes.

The big red carp belly with white skin.

Chen Mo's hands were skillfully wrapped around Qingmo's jade-like back, and he untied the knotted bellyband, which fell off, and Chen Mo stopped the movements in his hands and buried his head.

Being irritated, Qing Mo immediately hugged his head and arched the back of his feet.

The weird babble sounded one after another.

Everything that follows is so natural.

The curtain hung down, and the red bed trembled violently in the darkness.

"Strong..."

"...Light...tap..."

"Didn't you tell me to use force?"

"Strong."

"Uh..."

"It hurts... lightly... woo..."

"Hello brother."

"Okay... Brother."

"Called Master."

"Master."

"good."

...

Half an hour later, after Chen Mo showed eighteen martial arts.

It's like a fish entering the water.

The cow has finished ploughing the field.

The master has realized the secret of heaven...

Everything is so dull.

Chen Mo panted slightly. When he was about to get up from the red bed, a slender jade arm hooked Chen Mo's neck and said coquettishly: "My husband, the slave family still needs..."

In Snake Mei's eyes, tenderness was like fire.

"Don't make trouble." Chen Mo patted Qingmo's jade arms, walked off the red bed, and put on his clothes directly.

Qing Mo stepped directly on the jade feet and walked off the bed, like an octopus, jumped directly onto Chen Mo's body, and entangled him: "Never mind the slave, I want to run when I light a fire, where's the good thing... "

Chen Mo had no choice but to hold her like this and headed to Nalan Yanran's wedding room.

Qing Mo opened the door, Chen Mo dragged her buttocks and walked in, his expression relaxed and not half tired, after closing the door, he opened his mouth and said:

"Sister, I'm here."

"Yan Ran." Qing Mo also said with a smile on his face.

Nalan Yanran, who was sitting tightly on the red bed, was delighted when she heard Chen Mo's voice, but she was dumb when she heard another female voice.

Lifting the red hijab and taking a look, he just saw a white flower wrapped around his beloved junior.

"Medusa, you snake spirit." Nalan Yanran was angry, and there was a little sullen expression in her eyes. After swept away, she picked up the golden rod next to her, and was about to rush forward and Qingmo desperately.

It disturbed the bridal chamber of my brother and me.

Qingmo didn't respond, knowing he was wrong.

Chen Mo hurriedly stopped Nalan Yanran, held her jade arm, and said, "Sister, the bridal chamber is important. The spring night is worth a thousand dollars."

With that said, let go of Nalan Yanran's jade arms, put the Qingmo on her body on the red bed, then picked up the red hijab on the ground, put it on Nalan Yanran's head, and chuckled: "Senior Sister, lift the hijab. "

Nalan Yanran knew that she shouldn't get angry on the wedding night.

Just come to the edge of the red bed and sit down, whispering: "Sister, I'm generous, I won't care about you for the time being."

Qing Mo knew she was talking about her, and didn't care, just smiled charmingly at Chen Mo.

Nalan Yanran bit her teeth, and she could detect that the snake spirit was charming her husband.

Chen Mo glared at Qing Mo and told her to be honest, and immediately took the gold rod in Nalan Yanran's hand, picked up the red hijab, and poured a glass of wine. After the process was over, he gave a slight breath.

Chen Mo looked at Nalan Yanran with a smile, and then blew out the red candle on the side.

Knowing that he was helping her husband, Qing Mo immediately took off the phoenix crown on Yan Ran's head, and after gently receiving the ring, she began to untie her wedding gown.

Nalan Yanran couldn't bear it anymore. You picked my phoenix crown and you picked it up. You dared to get it in your pocket, and immediately pounced on it, and Qingmo scrambled.

"Hand over the phoenix crown." Nalan Yanran said sharply.

"Isn't this worrying about putting you on the bed?" Qing Mo took out the phoenix crown to Yanran, but the latter still reluctantly said, "I won't play with you."

As he said, he grasped the stalwart shore of the white flower with all his strength.

"You..." Qing Mo was also angry, did you not yourself?

Immediately use his own way to treat his own body.

Seeing the two women fighting, Chen Mo didn't have the slightest desire to dissuade him. Instead, he took off his wedding gown without hurriedly, stepped onto the red bed, and walked away from the curtain.

"Slap! Slap!"

He slapped each of the two buttocks, and said coldly: "They are all lying on their stomachs."

Qing Mo pursed his mouth, turned his back, knelt down, and cooperated.

Yanran glanced at her husband, then glanced at Qingmo again, her hatred rose, and her heart came to mind.

Immediately pressed on Qing Mo's body, cocked his hips, and said, "Husband, come soon."

Qing Mo was startled and was about to resist, but everything was too late.

She didn't expect Yan Ran to play so openly.

...

The delicate throat is tactful, and the quiet path is curved.

Unknowingly, it was late at night, and the storm hadn't stopped.

Another half hour passed.

Chen Mo tried his best, and after tossing the two of them still, he breathed a sigh of relief and rushed to the next room.