In the bridal chamber? The blush on Ji Nuan's face that had not yet completely faded covered her cheeks again. Is this moment finally coming? There is a hint of expectation and a little fear.

At this time, the sky was gradually dimming, and the horse under the plum tree was eating the grass on the ground. The surroundings were extremely quiet. Only in my ears could I hear Song Wangchen's footsteps and his pounding heartbeat. The two sounds mixed together, and there was an indescribable harmony and beauty.

Seeing the door slowly closing, the petals everywhere, the fragrance of flowers all over the room, the red quilts, and the dim room, these undoubtedly make people feel rippling, and the atmosphere begins to become tense and ambiguous.

Song Wangchen placed Ji Nuan on the edge of the bed, gently took off the phoenix crown from her head, looked at the girl with her eyelids drooping in front of her, gently raised her chin, smiled slightly, and wrote a kiss on her lips like a dragonfly.

Feeling Song Wangchen's hot gaze, Ji Nuan became even more panicked, and her brain began to move quickly. She stood up, making Song Wangchen look puzzled.

"Wangchen, you have to tell me first how much you have hidden me, why did Tang Siyan and Senior Sister come, where did so many flowers come from, and when did you customize your wedding dress without hiding it, and... "

I don’t know if it was to ease the tense and ambiguous atmosphere, or if there was really too much confusion, Ji Nuan kept talking.

Song Wangchen hugged Ji Nuan and blocked her endless questions with her mouth.

Ji Nuan widened her eyes in shock. Seeing that the other party was closing his eyes, constantly exploring in depth on his lips, she seemed to want to swallow his whole body into her mouth. The softness in her heart began to spread gradually until she rippled all over her body, closed her eyes, and began to enjoy his tenderness and sweetness seriously.

After a long time, Song Wangchen left his lips reluctantly, and his murmur sounded in his ears: "Madam, those are not important. What is important is that from now on, you can only belong to me, and you will always belong to me!"

This naked confession, coupled with the wet heat in his ears, made his heart itchy. Ji Nuan suddenly felt that he was numb. In a trance, he was already under Song Wangchen.

"Puboo" and felt his heartbeat getting faster and faster. Suddenly, he felt a sense of change. Instead of being so passive at the mercy of others, it would be better to start first! Ji Nuan turned over and pressed Song Wangchen under her body. Thinking of her previous dream, she suddenly smiled evilly: "Song Wangchen, I have fallen in love with you, so you can just leave me!"

Song Wangchen plunged his hands under his head with great interest and said a few words lightly: "Let your wife deal with it!"

He is getting poorer and poorer, no, I can't hold it! Ji Nuan didn't know what to do for a moment. When she was at a loss, Song Wangchen pressed her under her again: "Madam, you're a little anxious about your husband waiting, why don't I come first."

Is this still the cold and arrogant Song Wangchen? How could he always learn from such things without a teacher? What's even more terrible is that I actually enjoy it very much. Could it be that I am addicted to lust and poisoned?

Seeing his wedding dress being untied bit by bit, Ji Nuan suddenly trembled all over. Ji Nuan, you are really useless. It’s this time, why are you still afraid of?

Song Wangchen: "Madam, don't be afraid, I won't care for you!"

With the bright moonlight, the two finally met sincerely. Although Song Wangchen's body was already familiar with him, Ji Nuan could not help but become more and more nervous under this situation.

Song Wangchen bullied himself down, first chewing and grinding between Ji Nuan's lips, and then going all the way down.

Sucked gently between her neck, and finally stopped in her ear and whispered: "Madam, don't be afraid!"

Ah! Ji Nuan suddenly felt that his tense strings broke suddenly, and the tension and shyness in his heart gradually decreased. Seeing the tenderness in the other person's eyes, he unconsciously embraced his neck with his hands and took the initiative to give him his fragrant lips.

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The next day, Ji Nuan opened her hazy eyes, stretched her waist comfortably, looked at her smooth arms, and hurriedly lifted the Dahongxi Quilt to see her, and found that she was still naked. Thinking of the shy scenes last night, she immediately turned red.

She vaguely heard the sound of someone stepping on the wooden ladder. She hurriedly hid her whole head in the quilt, feeling the other party approaching her step by step, and Ji Nuan began to bend her heart again.

Song Wangchen raised his mouth, put the tray in his hand on the wooden table, and gently lifted the quilt: "Madam, did you sleep peacefully last night?"

Ji Nuan hurriedly pulled over Xi's quilt and wrapped herself as tightly as possible. Seeing the other party's hot gaze, he hurriedly dragged the quilt against the wall and said shyly: "Well, can you go out first? I'm not wearing any clothes yet!"

The smile on Song Wangchen's face became even stronger. He had entered the bridal chamber. Why was it still so shy: "Madam, you worked so hard last night, why would you change your clothes for your husband?"

What's good? Why did Song Wangchen become like this? Where did that cold male god go? It must have been ruined by Tang Siyan.

Ji Nuan waved his hand quickly: "No, Wangchen, really, I'm not tired at all!"

"I was worried that my wife would be exhausted. Now it seems that she has good physical strength. Why don't we do it again!"

It's so fatal! This Song Wangchen must be fake, otherwise how could he be so shameless!

"Ah? No need! I suddenly feel so tired now, I'll sleep for a while." Ji Nuan hurriedly lay down and covered her head with a quilt again.

"Madam, if you sleep again, the chicken soup will be cold!"

It turns cold when it gets cold. I actually want to use chicken soup to trick me. Am I like such a greedy person? Ji Nuan complained secretly, the cold male god suddenly became a charming male god. The amount of information is too large, and I really can't hold it anymore.

Just as my thoughts were floating, I suddenly heard a melodious piano sound, and the rhythm seemed to have been heard somewhere. I lifted the quilt and found that Song Wangchen had long disappeared, leaving only a cup of hot chicken soup in the room.

Ji Nuan hurriedly got up and finished washing as fast as she had in her life. Then she lifted the chicken soup and walked slowly to the door, leaning on the bamboo wall, and began to taste the delicious food and enjoy the most beautiful scenery in the world.

Song Wangchen sat upright under the plum tree, his fingers jumped happily between the guqin, and his face was as cold as ever, but his mood changed. This song was no longer sad to part with him, but the rhythm made was even more pleasant.

How come there is such a monster man in this world? He was still teasing me at will in the last second. At this moment, he was playing seriously and concentratingly. My husband is really omnipotent. Ji Nuan was distracted for a moment and even forgot to drink the soup.

The familiar sound of the piano, the familiar people, the familiar scene. "Ah!" Ji Nuan exclaimed, and the porcelain bowl in her hand broke in response, but she rushed towards Song Wangchen without any scruples.

The sound of the piano stopped abruptly, and Song Wangchen flashed in front of him, holding Ji Nuan's hand and checking repeatedly: "Madam, what's wrong, but it's burned!"

Looking at the pain on Xiao Nuan's face and the tears that were about to burst out in her eyes, Song Wangchen was in a panic for a moment.

Although she didn't have any scalding on her hands, he couldn't help but put it on her lips and blew it gently.

Let me, Song Wangchen, kill all the demons in the world, fearless, but I am afraid of crying when I see you!

"Forget the Chen, I'm afraid..."

I am afraid that dreams will become reality. Although I know in my heart that the nightmare was created by a nightmare, I still feel heartache whenever I think of that scene, as if everything is not a dream. I am afraid that one day I will harm you.

The tears on Ji Nuan's face quietly slid down. Song Wangchen wiped away her tears in a daze and hugged her in his arms: "My wife, you don't have to be afraid of anything, I have everything!"

Yes! It's enough to have you, it's just a dream. Ji Nuan, how could you be so worried about gains and losses? Are you still the same Ji Nuan as before?

"Forget Chen, fortunately you are still here!"

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The demon in the dream did not come. Ji Nuan breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the guqin seriously, remembering the wonderful rhythm just now, and his hands unconsciously touched it.

The guqin still made a harsh noise without hesitation. Ji Nuan smiled indifferently, as if such elegant things were always an amateur.

Song Wangchen smiled slightly, pulled Ji Nuan to sit next to the guqin, gently stroked Ji Nuan's back with his hands, and pulled her fingers back and forth on the strings: "If you like it, I will teach you!"

The sound of the piano gradually became pleasant. It turned out that the elegant things that literati and poets liked to do were not that difficult! Ji Nuan felt more and more that she was really a talent. On a time travel journey, she couldn't help but gain an all-round husband and learned special abilities. Even the elegant things like playing the piano were about to be no problem. I really admire myself!

Seeing Ji Nuan smiling, her long hair was tied up casually, and her face was not covered with makeup, Song Wangchen couldn't help but wonder whether this girl was lazy or not. Except yesterday, I remembered that she had this hairstyle all day long, and even the clothes she wore were always those two. But she still made her dreams, probably because she was the warm sun in winter that melted her frozen heart.

Song Wangchen brushed away a strand of black hair from her temples, and unconsciously printed a kiss. Then he picked her up and slowly walked into the bamboo house.

Ji Nuan felt hot, what was he going to do? Thinking of what he said just now, his cheeks began to blush again. It was not very good in broad daylight!

Seeing her charming eyes as silk, Song Wangchen knew that she must have thought wrongly, and suddenly wanted to tease her again: "Madam, you sprinkled chicken soup for your husband, wasted my good intentions. You said, how should you compensate me?"

No matter how you hear this, Ji Nuan blushed even more violently. She lowered her eyelids and didn't dare to look at his expression at the moment. She could only hear her slightly trembling voice in her ears: "How do you want to compensate?"

"I think I will dress you up every day and always be by your side. Every day when I open my eyes, I see you, and every day when I close my eyes, I still see you!"

This compensation seems to be worth it no matter how you hear it. Ji Nuan smiled and said, "This is what you said, don't regret it. If one day I get old and dirty, you are not allowed to dislike me!"

"Never." Song Wangchen had already sat Ji Nuan in front of the dressing table, untied the hairband on her head, picked up the wooden comb, and dressed her up in person.

Looking at the man who combs his hair seriously in the bronze mirror, happiness and satisfaction are sweeping over his heart. If you are so grateful for your husband, you will have no regrets in this life!
Chapter completed!