"Qiyou, do you want this man to be your husband, no matter in sickness or in health, no matter poverty or wealth, you will always love him, take care of him, accept him, and be loyal to him until the end of your life."

Qiyou pursed her lips, thinking that she had already received the certificate, so what's the use if she doesn't want to?

After only hesitating for a second, she replied with a smile: "Yes, id."

Pastor: "I declare that the groom may now kiss your bride."

The guests below immediately cheered: "Kiss each other!"

"Kiss for ten seconds!"

"Kiss for a minute!"

Qi You subconsciously shrank her shoulders, and said with a smile that only the two of them could hear: "We don't need to kiss each other, just borrowing the place is fine."

Qiao Yanyan raised his eyebrows, and a smile appeared in the depths of his eyes. He lifted Qiyou's veil, held her face in his hands, leaned forward and kissed her soft lips deeply.

//

The wedding dinner was held grandly. Famous singers from the entertainment industry were invited to sing and sing on the stage. The guests in the audience exchanged glasses and laughed. Qi You held Qiao Yanyan's hand and toasted to her relatives and friends table by table.

.

There were at least hundreds of guests, so toasting was not an easy task.

Qiyou is better off, the wedding planner prepared fake wine for her, even if the men see through it, they won't expose it.

But Qiao Chunyan was different. Those old foxes in the mall were not so easy to fool. They took advantage of today being a good day and forced him to drink a lot, and he couldn't get away until late at night.

Qi You was so tired that she left the show early, dragged her long skirt and accompanied her exclusive butler back to the hotel's new room prepared for her and Qiao Chunyan.

Hot water had been put in the bathtub for her. The moment Qiyou took off her tight dress and sat in the bathtub, she finally felt like she was alive again.

Only through experience can you understand that holding a wedding is really tiring.

She applied a facial mask on herself, immersed herself in the bathtub, closed her eyes to recharge, and played soothing music in her ears.

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside the bathroom. Chen Jinan walked around the master bedroom without finding anyone, and followed the music to the bathroom door.

"Baby, how are you okay?" Chen Jinan held the door with one hand and held a mysterious gift box in the other.

Qi You was so tired that she couldn't open her eyes. She made a K sign toward the door, "It's okay, it's charging."

Chen Jinan rolled his eyes slightly, put the gift box in his hand on the gift table, and took away the bathrobe she had placed on the shelf, "What about that? I left the wedding gift here for you. You can finish washing it."

You must watch the bath, you will definitely thank me."

Outside the floor-to-ceiling window, Qiao Chunyan's figure was already downstairs. With the self-awareness of being single, Chen Jinan ran away as soon as he finished speaking.

Qi You ignored her and gently pressed her cheeks to give herself a facial massage.

There was no light in the bedroom. When Qiao Chunyan returned to the door of the room, she saw the woman's clothes scattered on the floor. The bathroom door was ajar, and an ambiguous fragrance slipped out from the crack in the door.

He drank a lot tonight and was slightly tipsy. The scent was like a hook, tempting him to open the door.

The bathroom was filled with water mist. Qiyou was sitting in the middle of the pool full of bubbles, with her shoulders half exposed and her round plump body looming in the water. She closed her eyes and seemed to be falling asleep, but was startled when she heard the doorbell.

Thinking it was Chen Jinan who had gone and returned again, he closed his eyes and asked, "Why are you back again?"

No one responded.

Qiyou asked again: "It's so mysterious, what did you give me?"

thing?

Qiao Yanyan's eyes moved to the gilt gift box on the sink, which was meticulously tied with a silk bow.

He took it over and unwrapped it, then unfolded the gift with two thin straps - a set of sexy black lace came into view. It was in the style of a suspender. The bodice could not be lowered, and the fabric was so thin that it was almost transparent.

broken.

After just one glance, he immediately had the answer in his mind - sexy underwear.

There was a card in the gift box, which said: Happy wedding. The elegant handwriting looked like it was Chen Jinan's handwriting.

The temperature in the bathroom gradually increased, and Qiao Yanyan pulled at her tie with her whole body feeling hot, her Adam's apple surging up and down. Desire was aroused, and a fire burst into her heart, blocking her chest and running wildly, unable to suppress it no matter what.

Qi You didn't wait for a response for a long time and took off the mask, "Chen Jin'an, are you there..."

When he opened his eyes, he saw Qiao Chunyan sitting lazily beside the sink, her arms half raised in the air, her fingers hooked on a small piece of clothing that didn't come from somewhere, the corners of her mouth raised, and her eyes playful.

Qi You screamed, covered herself with her arms, and stared at him with shame and anger, "Get out, who let you in!"

Qiao Yanyan said nothing and slowly took off his suit, then unbuttoned his shirt one by one, revealing his hard abdominal muscles.

His voice was hoarse, and he took a step closer every time he unbuttoned a button, "Why should I go out? This is my room too."

Qi You held her breath and dived into the water, "You're a pervert, didn't you see I was taking a shower?"

Qiao Yanyan threw his shirt on the ground, walked to the bathtub and looked down at Qi You, his eyes were deep and his lips were loosely curved, and the evil spirit came up again.

The next second, he bent down and picked up the woman from the water. Water splashed everywhere. Qiyou kicked her legs to resist, her voice trembling: "You...what are you going to do!"

Qiao Chunyan carried her into the bedroom and threw her on the bed. He quickly leaned forward and pressed her, their hot skin touching each other. He held her cheek with one hand and pinched her chin with his other hand. He looked at her with his deep eyes, "Of course.

It's...do what you should do on your wedding night."

"..."

The kisses were full of passion, falling thinly and densely, from her eyebrows and the bridge of her nose, to her soft lips, and the tip of her tongue flexibly broke in, not giving her any chance to take a breath or escape, entangled with her, lingering and pathos.

His breath was on the tip of her nose, and the man's kiss was like igniting clusters of flames on her body, burning her hotly. Qi You struggled a little at first, and put her palms on his chest and pushed outwards, but was quickly restrained by Qiao Yanyan.

Clasp your hands on your head.

Qiyou's body was weak and her head was dizzy. She didn't remember how she fell. She only remembered that the bright moon on the sea swayed all night, and the water in the bathtub bumped and overflowed with the rhythm...
Chapter completed!