Hua Xiucai's body trembled when he said this, and he almost spilled the wine in his hand. Dong Beier managed to drink the wine in one gulp. Then, before Hua Xiucai could say anything, she raised her hand and pressed it against his wrist.

As soon as they were sent, the flower scholar actually drank a cup of wine with Dong Beier in a daze. In that era, even though there was no physical intimacy between men and women, and they did not worship heaven and earth, drinking a cup of wine was equivalent to the marriage ceremony.

"Cough...cough..." I don't know whether it was Dong Beier's identity as a vixen that frightened Hua Xiucai, or whether Hua Xiucai was not good at drinking, and Hua Xiucai choked after passing a glass of wine.

"Look at you, you are such an adult, why are you still so embarrassed after drinking a glass of wine?" As she said this, Dong Beier quickly took out her handkerchief and wiped the corners of his mouth.

Put down the wine glass, the wedding ceremony is the most beautiful thing in the world, but Hua Xiucai can't be happy no matter what. He is a grown man, but he is as coquettish as a new wife. Belle grabbed the Xiucai's slightly trembling

With her hands, she unbuttoned the tabs on the side of her wedding robe one by one, and the red wedding robe slid down her smooth and white skin.

Hua Xiucai felt that the blood vessels all over his body were boiling, and his blood suddenly reversed and almost spurted out nosebleeds. Dong Beier's body was smooth and round, with jade bones and ice muscles, as smooth as satin. He closed his eyes and let this beautiful girl

The little vixen pushed herself onto the bed.

His fingertips were messing around with the fragrant jade body. When it came to reciting poems and composing poems, the scholar was naturally very familiar with it, but when it came to secrets between men and women, the two-foot-tall monk was very sensitive.

mind.

Dong Beier sat seductively on his waist, and Hua Xiucai's hand slid down stiffly from her jade-like back. After climbing over a valley, his hand touched something furry. "Belle...

…This…what is this?”

"This is my slave's tail. Could it be that you think I'm joking with you?" Dong Beier deliberately pulled the big fluffy tail from behind her butt and tickled Hua Xiucai's chest.

"You...you are really..."

Seeing that her husband was so frightened, Belle stretched out her hand to pull Hua Xiucai up, and gently hugged the man who would accompany her for the rest of her life from behind. Hua Xiucai only felt two soft masses on his back, filled with desire.

The body temperature is squeezing my heart that is about to melt. It is really like this: There are buds on the double-peaked jade in the spring, the painting sill is horizontal and half horizontal, the sandalwood trough is held side by side to cover it, the fragrance floats and is about to soften, the first cold dew, the pink drop is not round yet

Broken melon, holding the heart in hand should be warm inside, don't teach how to wear a single yarn.

"Husband, do you still remember that you rescued a little white fox in the snowy mountains of the northwest 14 years ago?"

"arctic fox?"

Hua Xiucai vaguely remembered that when he was 6 years old, he went into the mountains to play with other friends in the village, but met a hunter on the mountainside. The hunter was carrying a fox with white fur in his hand. The fox was not very long.

, you can tell at a glance that it is a fox that has just grown up.

The hunter was holding the tail of the white fox, and the little fox was hanging upside down, with a bright blood flower blooming on its leg. It was shot by the hunter, but it was clear that only one leg was injured, but the little white fox was hanging vertically as if it had died.

The body remained silent.
Chapter completed!