Chapter 157 The Tragic Wedding Anniversary Two Gold Medals
"ah……"
Just as Mo Ranran's surprised cry was heard, he suddenly lowered his head and a hot kiss fell. He accurately captured Mo Ranran's little mouth and blocked the shout that was about to say.
"Woo woo..." A strong aroma of wine came over the cracks of her teeth. Mo Ranran wanted to resist, but his arms were very strong, and the scorching breath surrounded her body, thick and thick
The aroma of wine seemed to have an anesthetic charm, and she only felt weak all over.
The fragrance of wine wrapped around the lips of the two people. His tongue savagely sneaked into her territory, conquered the city, and unscrupulously plundered her breath.
She only felt a blank in her mind, and there seemed to be colorful clouds flying by in the sky, and she was above it, floating and shaking.
And he focused on her dancing, and the little bit of ambiguousness spread in the room, rippling...
With a bang... the cup in Ranran's hand suddenly fell down and fell to the ground, causing a big sound.
Mo Ranran finally came to her senses. She struggled for a moment and pushed away the hot chest.
"Haha...the stuff is good, intact..."
Sima Yi looked down at the cup that fell to the ground, and a trace of regret flashed in his heart. If it weren't for this thing just now, their kiss would have continued.
"You said...what is this kind of wine? It's just a way to take advantage of me..."
I have never heard of such a way to drink wine from the cup of wine. Mo Ranran glared at Sima Yi with a blushing face. This man was too cunning and dared to set up such a condom for her.
However, there seemed to be little anger in her heart.
Anyway, they've got married and just kissing, it's no big deal.
"My wife, you are wrongly accused of being a husband. There is really such a way to drink in ancient books..."
Sima Yi argued, and Mo Ranran gave him helplessly: "You prince is really leisurely. You have nothing to do to study these messy things..."
Their marriage time is always quite tight, but there have been constant big and small things during this period. Why does he have so much time?
"There is nothing trivial about the matter of the wife. Is the wife so serious about her husband, should she give some rewards?"
Sima Yi said with a pleasing look, Mo Ranran gave him a blank look and said angrily: "I'm tired..."
After saying that, he turned around and wanted to sleep and rest.
"Hehe, are you tired? Serve your wife for your husband..."
Sima Yi hurriedly followed, and Mo Ranran turned his head and glared at him: "Don't come over, don't forget our agreement..."
Agree... Without her permission, I can't do that or something...
However, the agreement seemed to be when she lost her memory, and now she has recovered her memory...
Sima Yi wailed secretly in his heart, but his face was about to look pitiful:
"Madam, you can't sleep when you say you want your husband to sleep? You can't stand all night..."
Well, this...
It seems that it is not good if he is not in the new house, but there is no idle bed in this new house.
Even there is not a single soft couch for resting, which is a difficult problem!
"You... are lying on the table..."
Mo Ranran felt that she was right, but seeing Sima Yi’s accusation, how did she feel that she had signs of abuse of children?
"Then what else would you do? There is no other place in this room? Or do you get a floor shop?"
Mo Ranran looked at him in annoyance. He didn't know what was going on with the wine just now. His mind was a little dizzy at this time, and it seemed that it was not normal.
"I promise I won't mess around. Ranran, can we half of each of us?"
Sima Yi continued to spare no effort to fight for his own welfare. He knew that Mo Ranran had a knot in his heart and he had to take a few more steps. In fact, as long as he untied that knot, it would be nothing.
But now it doesn't work. He has to be careful and take every step of the way, so that he can hold Mo Ranran's heart steadily.
"this……"
Are the two of them chatting with quilts? Sima Yi seemed to have done this at the time, should she continue to believe him?
"You, turn around..."
Seeing that Mo Ranran was not confused about this issue, Sima Yi was overjoyed. He was extremely obedient this time and had no refutation.
...
"slowly……"
After a long time, both of them finally lay down on the bed. Sima Yi was sleepy with his eyes wide open. The prince had always been doing smoothly, but this marriage was really atrocity, not to mention that it was one night.
How many times, at least you can’t just watch it, but not eat it.
"kindness?"
Obviously, Mo Ranran didn't fall asleep either. Although they had slept together at the beginning, they had not been together for so long. Suddenly there was a man on the bed, and Mo Ranran was not used to it.
I miss Xiao Luochen a little, and my little body curled up in her arms. The feeling was that soft.
"I know you're fine, but I've been looking for you for a long time, but I can't find it..."
Sima Yi suddenly said, and Mo Ranran felt ache in her heart. She knew that although she had suffered a lot, he was not feeling well. He was stuck in the middle and was most embarrassed.
On one side is a woman and on the other side is a mother. When the two are in a bad relationship, the most difficult thing is actually him.
"Okay, am I back?"
Mo Ranran thought about it and still reached out to touch his handsome face. In five years, he seemed to have not changed at all, but his beard did not remain after all, and I don’t know why he didn’t stay in the end.
Sima Yi suddenly smiled charmingly, "Do you know? I actually have been bearded for half a year, but... Sheng Guang said, if I continue to stay, I'm afraid you will find me
I didn't know me anymore, so..."
Well... I suddenly felt a little unimaginable that he had always had a beard. However, if he had kept it all the time, without her saying it, Luo Chen would also say it, and he would not let him kiss his little face.
"It's good... But you know my bottom line. If you marry me, don't hook up with others casually. I didn't give you the big belly of three wives and four concubines..."
After pinching his handsome face, it seemed to feel good. It was soft and smooth, and it felt almost the same as Luo Chen's face.
"How dare you be your husband for your order?" Sima Yi smiled, what does this woman mean? Are you jealous? But this jealousy is very jealous. When did he see another woman?
"Ah...Sima Yi, what are you doing?"
Mo Ranran was playing with his handsome face and was very energetic. Suddenly, he felt a big hand on his chest. His actually held her softness and touched her slightly through the clothes.
"Madam, you touched me..."
(More than ten gold medals every day, please don’t hide what you have in your hands. I’m so deserted)