Chapter 571 The Bridal Room (End)

As the red candle was lit and the candlelight illuminated the entire room, Jiang Qing, wearing a red brocade robe on the wedding bed, caught Chen Mo's eyes.

But at this moment, Jiang Qing's red brocade robe was already half-undressed, and her bellyband had been removed. Her conscience popped out because the skin was too delicate. It was also possible that Chen Mo was too heavy-handed, and there were red marks on it.

Handprints.

"Sorry, Valley Master Jiang, I...I didn't know it was you."

It was so late, and this was in Chen Mo's backyard. Naturally, he didn't use his soul power to investigate, and he made such an mistake. Fortunately, his consciousness was still relatively clear, and he quickly discovered that something was wrong, and couldn't help but cause too much trouble.

After the big one, it was just some kissing and hugging, plus a few bites of conscience.

Jiang Qing's face was so red that she wanted to bleed. She wanted to dig a hole and bury herself in it. This was Qing'er's wedding room. She actually fell asleep and was... given... given by her own...

At this moment, there were footsteps outside, and then a voice came: "Husband, are you here?"

Hearing this, the two of them panicked at the same time. Chen Mo wanted to explain something to Jiang Qing, but the latter was more panicked than him. He didn't care about packing anything, opened the space channel and left.

At this moment, Qingmu also walked in, first glanced around, and then said: "Husband, you are here? Where is the master?"

"Ah...she left just as I came here." In order to avoid being caught by Qingmu, Chen Mo said, going to hug her: "Where have you been?"

Harume avoided his embrace and said with a blush, "I just had a stomachache, so I'll take a bath first..."

Hearing this, Chen Mo was about to say that he didn't mind it, but he found that there was a bellyband on the bed. It was obviously not Qingma, so it could only be...

After saying that, Chen Mo quickly stood in front of Qingmu, then approached the bed and said, "Okay."

Harume took out the barrel.

Chen Mo also took advantage of the situation and put his bellyband into the Najie.

Cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If this was discovered, it would be impossible to explain.

After receiving the ring, Chen Mo breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at Qingmu who was still squirming, Chen Mo knew that she was embarrassed to take off her clothes in front of him, so he smiled and said: "It's not like I haven't seen it before, and she is still shy."

Hearing this, Qingmu immediately blushed. When he was about to solve the problem, Chen Mo suddenly said: "Put the red hijab on first, let's go through the procedure first."

Harume thought for a while, that was fine, so he nodded.

Harume came to the bedside with a red hijab and sat down upright.

After covering it, Chen Mo came to the golden weighing pole and opened it slightly, revealing his beautiful face. Chen Mo came forward and kissed her on the forehead: "Madam."

"Husband...husband."

Qingmu is very good at serving others. Perhaps Jiang Qing told her when she was chatting with Jiang Qing before. Qingmu helped Chen Mo sit down next to him, got up and brought a glass of wine.

With a good lady serving him, Chen Mo naturally enjoyed the result. He raised his hand to take the wine glass and drank it down in one gulp. Then Chen Mo took off Qingmu's wedding robe. When she made a sound, he picked her up by the waist and walked towards her.

He took the bathtub and said with a smile: "Let's wash together."

Qingmu struggled symbolically. After Chen Mo put her into a wooden bucket full of hot water, she stood up, raised her hands and put them on Chen Mo's shoulders, and said softly: "Husband, I will undress for you."

."

Chen Mo nodded, spread his hands, and enjoyed Qingmu's service.

Then, water splashed everywhere.

The lights also went out.

...

By the time Chen Mo came out of Qingmu's room, the sky was already bright.

Chen Mo came to Han Yue's room, opened the door, and looked relaxed without showing any signs of fatigue. After closing the door, he said:

"Yue'er, Xue'er, wait a moment, I'm sorry for you..."

Sisters Han Yue and Han Xue were sitting together, upright, and they just said softly: "Husband, it doesn't matter, as long as the sisters are happy."

There was deep resentment in his tone.

Chen Mo knew he was in debt, so he walked closer and used the golden weighing rod to lift the hijabs of the two sisters one by one. Looking at the two pretty and somewhat identical faces, he said softly: "I will definitely cherish you, and I will never

I will fail you."

Naturally, the two sisters did not dare to really lose their temper with Chen Mo. They used a soft tone and called "husband" in unison.

Chen Mo stared at the two sisters with burning eyes, then handed over a glass of wine and said with a smile: "Let's drink together, the three of us."

The two sisters raised their eyes and looked at the smiling Chen Mo. They looked at each other, blushed slightly and nodded.

After sharing a glass of wine, the two sisters had the same mood and their faces turned even redder. They stood up at the same time and said to Chen Mo's left and right: "Husband, I will wait for you to undress."

After saying that, he took off the wedding robe that Chen Mo had just put on.

"Sister...sister, come first." Han Xue said shyly, and spread the quilt for the two of them on the bed.

Han Yue nodded silently.

"In any order, let's go together."

Chen Mo hugged the two women on the left and right, and the three of them fell on the bed.

The curtain hangs low.

The candles in the room were also extinguished.

The lights of thousands of houses in such a large city were gradually extinguished, leaving only rows of red lanterns swaying in the breeze in front of the Moying Tower Palace.

...

The whispers of February nourish all things.

The morning light shines on the earth.

The fog in the forest gradually dispersed.

On top of a green peak, a young man in black robe opened his eyes and looked in the distance, where the Alchemy Pagoda was.

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, and then a hint of ferocity appeared on his face, with a firm look on his face: "From now on, we are cut off in two, and we will be just passers-by when we meet again..."

...

The morning light is replaced by the warm sunshine of spring.

In the backyard of the palace, the brides in the back house were getting up one after another, and the maids were walking between the corridors.

In Qing Mo's room.

The two sisters hugged each other, and when they woke up, they both pushed each other away in disgust.

Qing Mo called Yue Nu and asked, "Husband, whose house did he rest at last?"

"Han Yue's place." Yue Nu replied.

In Han Yue's room, the phoenix crown, the groom's wedding robe, embroidered shoes, and bellybands were scattered all over the floor.

The curtains of the wedding bed were lowered, and in the red quilt, Han Yue and Han Xue had woken up, with slightly red faces, holding Chen Mo's arms on the left and right, with happy eyes in their eyes.

Chen Mo lay flat on the pillow, still sleeping soundly.

There was still a trace of exhaustion on his face.

While Chen Mo was still awake, Han Xue had the courage to raise her hand and stroke Chen Mo's cheek. She thought of something, took out a paintbrush from the ring, and began to draw on his face.

Sister Han Yue was frightened by her sister's actions. In order to avoid waking up Chen Mo, she whispered: "Sister, what are you doing?"

"Draw a turtle and erase it later..."

Han Xue said.

However, the two sisters didn't sleep for long. It was more like they were not used to waking up so early, so they didn't sleep at all.

So while they were drawing, the two sisters fell asleep involuntarily.

Then, Chen Mo woke up.
Chapter completed!