"Wife..." I was delighted. She was still waiting for me to come back. Seeing that it was dawn, I was inexplicably moved, as if I had returned to the lower realm and was drunk as if I was drunk.

"I drank so much..." My wife floated over with angrily and took me from Daimei and Qi Nuannuan's hands.

Taking advantage of the alcohol, I hugged my wife's slender waist, and her face was filled with sweetness. I had never been able to hold her so boldly, but she had no intention of stopping me.

Daimei and Qi Nuannuan looked at each other and smiled bitterly. Then they said goodbye to their wife and flew in two directions. One was the prime minister and the other was the minister of finance. Of course, it was not a strange thing.

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"Immortal wine can also be drunk. Although I am happy, how can I not be happy to go home?" My wife said with some displeasure. I smiled and said, "Come from afar, relatives and friends need to have fun, how can I not be happy?

The reason for dispersion?”

"I'm so tired after drinking too much." My wife laughed sneered and helped me into the door.

The bedroom is worthy of luxury, unlike the Lower Realm Palace. Gold accounts for most of it, but red is just an embellishment, so it can be called magnificent. As for carved beams and painted roofs, they are just an embellishment, and more of it is a magical atmosphere belonging to the immortals, including outside the window.

It is also pavilions, with walls and buildings, which makes people dizzy. It is really luxurious inside and outside. However, even if it is as luxurious as here, it was once just a bedroom in Long Xuantian, and there are still several of them distributed in small places.

Inside the royal garden of heaven!

This casual palace was also deliberately guarding against Long Xuantian's sneak attack. After all, no one knows what will happen in the evening. Senior Brother Hai, he has not drunk many monks tonight. This is what it means.

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"In addition to the mouth... I also have...a little hands." I smiled, almost half-pushing my wife to the dormitory. My wife's half-pushing and half-pushing made me feel even more pounding. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

How could I let it go?

"Don't touch me, sit down first, let me wash your face. Why do you apply greasy hands on me? Did you grab the meat just now?" My wife's expression was angry and funny.

As it came into my eyes, endless sweetness arose in my heart.

No matter who it is, she can't compare to her spirit. Even if she smiles, she is like a god. But isn't this god a wife?

I pressed me on the chair, and my wife brought a clean wet towel and carefully wiped my face and hands. I was so moved that I said, "I should have served you...

, but let your supreme identity...wash my face..."

"What are you saying? I'm not your supreme." My wife stretched out her hand and banged my forehead. However, I didn't feel a little awake, but instead became more and more excited.

"No...you are." I smiled faintly, held her tender cheeks with both hands, and then kissed her gently. My wife seemed a little embarrassed, put the towel back into the basin and prepared to carry it.

The basin left, but this action destroyed me halfway through.

I grabbed her soft hand and pulled her into my arms. My wife was caught off guard and fell into my arms.

"What a heavy smell of alcohol, is it uncomfortable?" The wife stretched out her hand, stroked my cheek, and asked me with concern.

But I didn't expect that she didn't struggle at all this time. This natural action gave me a further invasion, so the next moment, I met her delicate lips.

At this moment, I reported that she forced me to kiss me under the peach blossom tree.

After a long time, I left her naked teeth and red lips, and I couldn't help but stare at her in a daze.

Her eyes were bright, like the golden moonlight, and the golden color on her eyes made people dream of it. When they were very close to her face, I could even see the delicate fluff on her face and smell her body A faint fragrance.

Her expression did not change much, but her breathing became a little rapid. I think our language is already an unnecessary thing. I am afraid that only by slowly putting your lips together can we understand the passion in each other's hearts.

The reconciliation made my wife's delicate body tremble involuntarily, her face was covered with red clouds, and small beads of sweat oozing out of her nose, which touched me to take the next move at all times.

Her lips were slightly open, revealing the tender and moist tip of her tongue, pure and charming. Her adorable look made it difficult for me to lower my head and hold her red lips and tongue.

I have never had such emotional fusion before. Even when I came back from Lanzhou and passed through the vast sea of ​​clouds, I had never had such a warm response. At this moment, my heart could no longer tolerate her strong love. Any, after supporting the last bit of strength, I slowly picked her up and almost shook it on the red bed.

"Everyone is so drunk..." The wife's voice was as refreshing as a spring water, and as gentle as a pechoin, making people inexplicably excited.

I carried her to the soft bed. While I gently stroked the long hair on her forehead, I slowly intimate her forehead, and followed her nose to her lips, and then bit her earlobe.

The earlobe in the mouth was like water turning into ice, and the wife couldn't help but sigh in a delicate voice.

This made my heart even more excited, and my hands became unruly and gradually slid down from my forehead, and then to my delicate face, until my petite neck, and until my lingering and covering my clothes. Go down.

"My wife..." I whispered gently in her ear, and my wife's delicate body trembled as my hand slid down to the lapel. I guess I was nervous and inexplicably, so I opened my mouth lightly and made a slight panting sound. .

The rising spirit of wine made me dizzy, but it was like turning into the sky. This subtle and magical feeling was the mystery of the immortal man pouring. It was like the wine on earth, urging people to soften their hearts.

The wife stretched out her hands, gently hugged my neck, and said in an almost inauspicious voice: "I...I haven't answered this... but what will happen next..."

I smiled faintly, shook my head vigorously, and pulled my hand down. My wife's red dress was pulled off a lot, revealing a piece of white cream.

I kissed her neck and kept going down. At this time, because of shyness, she hugged me even harder.

I don’t know how I recovered, but I only found that when I woke up and opened my eyes, my wife hugged me like a pillow. The warm body temperature made me feel like a sweet spring in my heart.

She was still wearing red makeup and her long narrow eyelashes flashed slightly, as if she woke up the moment I woke up.

"What did I do last night..." My face turned slightly red, and I lifted the quilt out, but the cloth on my body was not sticky.

"What did I do... Why can't I remember..." I felt ashamed and immediately looked at my wife.

"What's wrong..." My wife opened her eyes in a daze, but she was also a little surprised when she saw me lifting the quilt without any inch. She found that she was not doing well, so she quickly turned over and twisted her feet.

Going over: "You... a rogue."

"I'm not a hooligan!" I instinctively retorted, and soon, outside suddenly knocked on the door quickly. I asked quickly, "Shaozi, what's wrong? Why are you panic?"
Chapter completed!