The little girl also played with mysteries. Durham looked at her red face, as tender as if it was about to drip, and felt very hot in her heart.

Dulun Qizhen said slutty: "Xiangming, come here, Master Beile, want to taste the rouge on your mouth."

Xiangming's face turned red and said, "Mr. Beile is my master, and I dare not refuse to obey." He actually closed his eyes and pleated his two delicate red lips. The peach-like eyelids, the delicate face, and the long and slightly curly eyelashes were slightly tilted, which was inconvenient and charming, and the bathroom created an ambiguous and charming atmosphere.

Durum Qizhen, an old virgin, could not withstand this temptation? He held Xiang Ming's smooth cheeks and gave him a French-style kiss.

Xiang Ming's petite and weak body couldn't help but tremble, and she moaned and collapsed into Dulun Qizhen's arms.

Dulun Qizhen's big mouth suddenly held Xiang Ming's two smooth lips, and his tongue was not honest, constantly stirring Xiang Ming's small tongue containing Xiang Jing Yu Lu. Xiang Ming responded awkwardly, letting Mr. Beile ask for it.

"Ah, Master Beile, don't." Xiang Ming cried out, his body more like a weak boneless and limp, and his two magical hands of the powerless resister Dulun Qizhen.

Dulun Qizhen kneaded Xiang Ming's tight buttocks with his right hand, and his other hand had already slipped into Xiang Ming's underwear, catching the softness of a large scale, and he didn't have idle mouth. He asked for it casually, making Xiang Ming's eyes blurred, Xiang sweated profusely, and his cheeks fluttered red.

Dulun Qizhen was a super left-handed man in his previous life. How could he withstand this stimulation? His lower body was as hard as iron, and he was so painful that he was about to open his bow and get on his horse, killing him seven in seven out!

He picked up Xiang Ming's petite body as light as cotton wool, strode towards the gums next to him, put down Xiang Ming and began to take off his clothes in a hurry. The desire was too strong, and not venting it would not be enough to calm the public's anger.

However, at this moment, Xiang Ming started crying softly. Her clothes were messy and her underwear was pulled apart, revealing a large area of ​​dazzling snow-white on her neck and chest. She hugged her jade legs like lotus roots, buried her head between her legs, Xiang shoulders trembled, and she cried.

Durum Qi Zhentian was not afraid of the earth, but was afraid of the girl's tears attack. Now Xiangming cried so hard that the pear blossoms were raining. I felt pity for the lust, and the desire was also completely cried.

Alas, I was reckless. I thought I could do whatever I wanted after traveling over to become Mr. Beile. Maybe Xiangming didn't like you at first, but you were the master. She, a slave, did not have any human rights in this era? It turned out that my previous guess was my wishful thinking, but for a moment, I felt a sense of loss inexplicably, just like my girlfriend Xu Hui in the rainy season and that street, she resolutely broke up with him and hugged another man in the arms of another man.

Dulun Qizhen said, "I'm sorry Xiangming, I won't be like this in the future." Xiangming was still sobbing in a low voice. Dulun Qizhen didn't comfort the girl, so he had to put on his clothes and said, "I'll go out first, you, I'll leave."

He walked out of the door with an inexplicable sense of loss. After hearing no movement in the wing room for a long time, Xiang Ming raised his head, his eyes were already crying a little red and swollen, and he began to tie his messy underwear.

Nalan Mansion covers a huge area, and there is an elegant bamboo building in the backyard, which is where Nalan Yuning lives. She is elegant and noble by nature and likes to make some flowers and plants. Sometimes she works as a painting when she is interested, and she has a style of painting. Sometimes she has a little thoughts, improvise a poem and lyrics, then composes her own music, lit sandalwood, and plays a piano. How many people are envious of that attitude.

Today is the day when she and Dulun Qizhen get married. She doesn't seem to expect much, but instead feels sad. In the red pavilion, the beauty plays the piano, the sandalwood is swaying, the hair is clear, and the slender jade hands are like a lively thrush, constantly jumping on the strings.

The rhythm is graceful and the expression is so sad. Even if Xizi is in another life, he will be like this.

She opened her mouth and sang: "Silks of red threads are left on the pillow, and the purse is embroidered with hands. The threads of love are hard to break, sorrow is on the top of the eyebrows, in the spring boudoir, the red bedside, and the person is half ashamed. Going south, the lone carp, ask if you know, when will you go back?" The song is gentle, beautiful and moving, with a lingering sound around the beams.

After the song was sung, a drop of crystal tears fell on the strings, smashing out fine tears.

A little maid next to her said, "Miss, Mr. Gu is gone, she said I'll give this to you."

The maid handed an envelope to Nalan Yuning. Nalan Yuning took out the Xue Tao paper inside, and saw a line of poems written on it:

Last year, today,

The human faces and peach blossoms complement each other.

I don't know where the human face goes,

The peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

Nalan Yuning looked at the familiar font and frowned, tears rolling in her eyes. A drop of tears fell on Xue Tao's paper, wetting the ink marks.

Nalan Yuning breathed a deep breath: "Your Mingzhu shed tears, and I wish we could meet before we got married. Xing'er, let's go."

Durham Mansion had a big banquet today, and the guests were full of guests. All the people came to Shengjing. As the groom, Durum Qizhen naturally drank a lot of wine. He only felt that he was very lonely, not only the loneliness that had traveled through a hundred years, but also the indescribable sorrow.

"Brother Durum, oh no, brother-in-law, I will hand over my sister to you today. I hope you don't let her down, otherwise I, the brother, will definitely not spare you, come and have a drink."

Durum Qizhen had long heard of Nalan Xingde's reputation. Today, he looked good and handsome. With his extraordinary talent, he must be the crush of many young girls in Sheng Jingcheng.

At this time, a gorgeously dressed playboy next to him also came up to toast, "Brother Dulun, I didn't expect that the first person to marry the third son of Shengjing was you, come and have a drink." This person was Martai Yongting, the son of General Heilong.

"Oh, Brother Durum, in this case, you and my sister are completely out of the blue. It's strange that my sister has been in good health since she was a child. She has been in high fever these days and has been talking nonsense. It's useless to ask a doctor. You can come to my house to see her."

Nalan Xingde's face changed, and Dulun Qizhen said to himself: "You idiot, you said these things on my happy day, and said in front of my brother-in-law, don't you harm me?"

Dulun Qizhen had to say with a haha: "Those are young and ignorant, and they can't be really good at it. If you have time another day, you will definitely bring Changbai Mountain Old Mountain Ginseng and visit Shimei in person. Come on, I will respect you first!" He hurriedly changed the topic and covered it up.

In the bridal chamber, there was a red candle and a faint tent. Nalan Yuning sat upright on the head of the red bed, and the red veil was lifted behind her head, revealing her beautiful face, but her face was still covered with a faint sadness.

Xing'er looked at the chatting and laughing in the distance through the crack of the door and said, "Miss, our son-in-law is quite handsome, and seems to be more handsome than Mr. Gu. Will the lady stay in this Durham Mansion for the rest of her life in the future? I'm still a little unaccustomed, so it's better for our Nalan Mansion's Qin Yun Xiaozhu."

Nalan Yuning sighed and said, "So what about handsomeness? So what about identity? I just think that my husband is a strange man who is both literary and martial. He Dulun Qizhen is just a dandy Eight Banners. If it weren't for his parents' idea, I, Nalan Yuning, wouldn't have looked at him more."
Chapter completed!