Seeing the wine pot flying over, Yelu Yàn's eyes opened, and she had never seen such exquisite and magical martial arts before. She thought no wonder that during this period, she secretly inquired about her fiancé. In addition to the names of the Golden Snake King and the King of Qi, everyone also called her an exiled immortal in private.
Thinking of his ability to call thunder and lightning, and to climb the sky and rain, the girl's admiration for him has reached its peak. Now seeing this scene, she is shocked and proud, thinking that her husband is really the most powerful man in the world, and the women on the grassland admire the strongest, and Yelu Yàn is no exception.
At this time, Song Qingshu had already poured the wine and handed her one of the glasses: Come on, let's have a drink at the bar.
Yelu Yàn showed hesitation: Brother Song, you have drunk so much, if you drink it again...
Sister Yàn'er knows how to feel sorry for others. Song Qingshu quipped, don't worry, this little wine doesn't matter. Even if you are really drunk, you can't save this glass of wine.
Well~ Yelu Yàn's face turned red. The two of them could have been said to be strangers before today. They said no more than ten words to each other. Unexpectedly, this man has become his husband now.
After this little episode, the two of them became much more familiar than before. In fact, this was something Song Qingshu did on purpose. As a man, he naturally didn't mind happening with a strange beautiful girl, but the other party was a woman and was still young, so his heart was probably full of fear and fear for the future.
The two of them intersected their hands and their bodies were close to each other unprecedentedly. After drinking, Song Qingshu sniffed and said with a smile: Sister Yàn'er's body is really fragrant, not like my body.
This is the fragrant powder chosen by Sister Ajiu for me. Yelu Yàn said with a red face, "Brother Song, you don't smell bad."
Looking at her timid appearance, Song Qingshu laughed: You don’t have to worry about anything. I can’t stand the alcohol all over my body. Let’s do this, I’ll take a shower and wash it up before coming to find you.
No~ Yelu Yàn grabbed his clothes and looked particularly beautiful under the phoenix crown and robe. Don’t leave... After hesitation, he added that everyone on the grassland loves to drink. For us, the smell of wine is not only not bad, but it represents masculinity. I...I like the smell of Brother Song now.
Although Song Qingshu dissolved a lot of alcohol through his true qi, he drank too much tonight and now he was three points drunk. The girl's soft and tender words were even more violent than the most powerful love medicine in the world, which made his body instantly hot.
Since that's the case, I won't leave.
Song Qingshu sat by the bed, looking at his newly-received little wife. In terms of appearance, it is not top among the girls she knows, but her biggest advantage lies in her slim and tall figure, and the heroic spirit mixed with a sense of tenderness between her eyebrows.
He suddenly thought of something and couldn't help asking: Sister Yàn'er, how old are you this year?
Yelu Yàn's face turned slightly red, as if embarrassed to say it. He hesitated for a moment and leaned into his ear and whispered a number.
Song Qingshu's heart was thrilled: So small?I can't see it at all.
Not young anymore. Many sisters in our tribe who grew up with me have already married, and many of them have given birth to children. Yelu Yàn explained in a panic that I just have been a little taller than them since I was a child. Brother Song, you won’t dislike me. I heard that you Han people like petite and delicate...
I was too late to be happy, so how could I dislike you?
Song Qingshu laughed silently and said in drunkenness that Zhang Zilin was the partner of many men in her previous life. She didn't expect that I would have such good luck to get a pure girl version of Zhang Zilin in this world.
Yelu Yàn was confused when he heard this: Brother Song, who is Zhang Zilin?
Miss World in my hometown, a woman with a tall figure and peerless long legs like you. Song Qingshu laughed and hugged her in her arms, put her in her ear and kissed her. Don’t mention others tonight…
Yelu Yàn was originally curious about what Miss World is, but he hugged her in his arms and was shrouded in the masculine breath of a man. His whole body was already soft, and there was no other thing in his mind.
Although she grew up in the grassland and was not very brave on weekdays, in the arms of this famous man, her courage disappeared without a trace and became even more ladylike than a lady. Especially when the other party started to untie her dress, her heart trembled violently, much shy than those ladies from home.
The red wedding dress slowly slid down, further highlighting the fairness and tenderness of the skin. Song Qingshu swallowed and looked at the slender, well-proportioned and tender body in front of him, he could not take his eyes off.
Whether it is for Zeng Rou or Yelu Yàn, Song Qingshu is very clear that there is no unforgettable love between them, especially Yelu Yàn. He has only met a few times before and after, and is even worse than familiar with Zeng Rou, but this does not prevent him from appreciating the other party's beauty.
He is a man. Although love is limited, his nature makes his possessiveness infinite. Seeing his tall, slim and long legs in front of him, Song Qingshu had no other thoughts. He just wanted to enjoy his new wife and slowly spend this wedding night.
The bright wedding dress was thrown to the ground in a mess, and the curtain on the bed was slowly lowered. Only the wooden bed was trembling, and the tender hum of the bride came from inside from time to time. The erotic and charming were not worthy of being told by outsiders. Only the burning red candle silently witnessed all this...
The next day, Song Qingshu left the bridal chamber with a refreshed spirit. Before leaving, he specifically instructed the maids not to disturb Yelu Yàn and asked her to have a good rest.
Then he went straight to the residence of Yelu Chucai and Yelu Qi. Yelu Chucai drank a lot of wine yesterday because he got up a little late, so Yelu Qi received him first.
Qingshu got up so early?Did you sleep well last night?
As soon as he finished asking, Yelu Qi wanted to give himself a mouth. If he greeted him like this on weekdays, it would be fine. But last night was the wedding night between the other party and his sister. Did anyone who was the brother asked these questions?
Song Qingshu was stunned and subconsciously replied: She slept well, Ling Mei was very good and very good at serving people.
It's not just good, it should be said that he is quite satisfied. His tall and slim figure is really a favor for men on the bed, which perfectly interprets what it means to play with the New Year of the Leg.
Yelu Yàn was a girl after all, and later her tender body could not bear it. Song Qingshu was worried that she would hurt her and did not force her. However, the amazingly long legs were enough for him to spend the remaining half of the night very beautifully. Of course, these words were just discussed with Yelu Qi.
Hearing the other party's answer, Yelu Qi became even more depressed, especially when he looked at his expression, as if he was savoring his sister's taste. He couldn't help but feel more embarrassed. He quickly coughed and asked: Is there anything wrong with Qingshu coming to me so early?
Thinking of his ability to call thunder and lightning, and to climb the sky and rain, the girl's admiration for him has reached its peak. Now seeing this scene, she is shocked and proud, thinking that her husband is really the most powerful man in the world, and the women on the grassland admire the strongest, and Yelu Yàn is no exception.
At this time, Song Qingshu had already poured the wine and handed her one of the glasses: Come on, let's have a drink at the bar.
Yelu Yàn showed hesitation: Brother Song, you have drunk so much, if you drink it again...
Sister Yàn'er knows how to feel sorry for others. Song Qingshu quipped, don't worry, this little wine doesn't matter. Even if you are really drunk, you can't save this glass of wine.
Well~ Yelu Yàn's face turned red. The two of them could have been said to be strangers before today. They said no more than ten words to each other. Unexpectedly, this man has become his husband now.
After this little episode, the two of them became much more familiar than before. In fact, this was something Song Qingshu did on purpose. As a man, he naturally didn't mind happening with a strange beautiful girl, but the other party was a woman and was still young, so his heart was probably full of fear and fear for the future.
The two of them intersected their hands and their bodies were close to each other unprecedentedly. After drinking, Song Qingshu sniffed and said with a smile: Sister Yàn'er's body is really fragrant, not like my body.
This is the fragrant powder chosen by Sister Ajiu for me. Yelu Yàn said with a red face, "Brother Song, you don't smell bad."
Looking at her timid appearance, Song Qingshu laughed: You don’t have to worry about anything. I can’t stand the alcohol all over my body. Let’s do this, I’ll take a shower and wash it up before coming to find you.
No~ Yelu Yàn grabbed his clothes and looked particularly beautiful under the phoenix crown and robe. Don’t leave... After hesitation, he added that everyone on the grassland loves to drink. For us, the smell of wine is not only not bad, but it represents masculinity. I...I like the smell of Brother Song now.
Although Song Qingshu dissolved a lot of alcohol through his true qi, he drank too much tonight and now he was three points drunk. The girl's soft and tender words were even more violent than the most powerful love medicine in the world, which made his body instantly hot.
Since that's the case, I won't leave.
Song Qingshu sat by the bed, looking at his newly-received little wife. In terms of appearance, it is not top among the girls she knows, but her biggest advantage lies in her slim and tall figure, and the heroic spirit mixed with a sense of tenderness between her eyebrows.
He suddenly thought of something and couldn't help asking: Sister Yàn'er, how old are you this year?
Yelu Yàn's face turned slightly red, as if embarrassed to say it. He hesitated for a moment and leaned into his ear and whispered a number.
Song Qingshu's heart was thrilled: So small?I can't see it at all.
Not young anymore. Many sisters in our tribe who grew up with me have already married, and many of them have given birth to children. Yelu Yàn explained in a panic that I just have been a little taller than them since I was a child. Brother Song, you won’t dislike me. I heard that you Han people like petite and delicate...
I was too late to be happy, so how could I dislike you?
Song Qingshu laughed silently and said in drunkenness that Zhang Zilin was the partner of many men in her previous life. She didn't expect that I would have such good luck to get a pure girl version of Zhang Zilin in this world.
Yelu Yàn was confused when he heard this: Brother Song, who is Zhang Zilin?
Miss World in my hometown, a woman with a tall figure and peerless long legs like you. Song Qingshu laughed and hugged her in her arms, put her in her ear and kissed her. Don’t mention others tonight…
Yelu Yàn was originally curious about what Miss World is, but he hugged her in his arms and was shrouded in the masculine breath of a man. His whole body was already soft, and there was no other thing in his mind.
Although she grew up in the grassland and was not very brave on weekdays, in the arms of this famous man, her courage disappeared without a trace and became even more ladylike than a lady. Especially when the other party started to untie her dress, her heart trembled violently, much shy than those ladies from home.
The red wedding dress slowly slid down, further highlighting the fairness and tenderness of the skin. Song Qingshu swallowed and looked at the slender, well-proportioned and tender body in front of him, he could not take his eyes off.
Whether it is for Zeng Rou or Yelu Yàn, Song Qingshu is very clear that there is no unforgettable love between them, especially Yelu Yàn. He has only met a few times before and after, and is even worse than familiar with Zeng Rou, but this does not prevent him from appreciating the other party's beauty.
He is a man. Although love is limited, his nature makes his possessiveness infinite. Seeing his tall, slim and long legs in front of him, Song Qingshu had no other thoughts. He just wanted to enjoy his new wife and slowly spend this wedding night.
The bright wedding dress was thrown to the ground in a mess, and the curtain on the bed was slowly lowered. Only the wooden bed was trembling, and the tender hum of the bride came from inside from time to time. The erotic and charming were not worthy of being told by outsiders. Only the burning red candle silently witnessed all this...
The next day, Song Qingshu left the bridal chamber with a refreshed spirit. Before leaving, he specifically instructed the maids not to disturb Yelu Yàn and asked her to have a good rest.
Then he went straight to the residence of Yelu Chucai and Yelu Qi. Yelu Chucai drank a lot of wine yesterday because he got up a little late, so Yelu Qi received him first.
Qingshu got up so early?Did you sleep well last night?
As soon as he finished asking, Yelu Qi wanted to give himself a mouth. If he greeted him like this on weekdays, it would be fine. But last night was the wedding night between the other party and his sister. Did anyone who was the brother asked these questions?
Song Qingshu was stunned and subconsciously replied: She slept well, Ling Mei was very good and very good at serving people.
It's not just good, it should be said that he is quite satisfied. His tall and slim figure is really a favor for men on the bed, which perfectly interprets what it means to play with the New Year of the Leg.
Yelu Yàn was a girl after all, and later her tender body could not bear it. Song Qingshu was worried that she would hurt her and did not force her. However, the amazingly long legs were enough for him to spend the remaining half of the night very beautifully. Of course, these words were just discussed with Yelu Qi.
Hearing the other party's answer, Yelu Qi became even more depressed, especially when he looked at his expression, as if he was savoring his sister's taste. He couldn't help but feel more embarrassed. He quickly coughed and asked: Is there anything wrong with Qingshu coming to me so early?
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