629 Wedding Night (4)

Qing Yanjing and Qingxuan carried lanterns made of moonstones and chased each other in the sea of ​​flowers. They were not in a hurry, not in a hurry, the two sisters hadn't played so happily for a long time.

Chen Mo was lying in the tent with his hands resting on the back of his head. They were fighting, but Chen Mo enjoyed it and took this opportunity to have a good rest.

He closed his eyes and squinted.

"Yanjing, after my husband and I have our bridal chamber, you can change into the wedding gown that you took off, and then you and your husband will simply pay a visit to marry each other, so there will be no regrets."

In the sea of ​​flowers, Qingxuan was tired from running, bent over, put her hands on her knees, and said to Qingxuan.

"I...I don't want it." Qing Yanjing blushed, but also stopped, standing behind Qingxuan, and straightened her sister's phoenix crown that had shifted.

"Don't refuse so quickly if you don't first, there is no one else here, so you won't know." Qingxuan glanced at Luo Li who was far away from her, and whispered: "She hasn't seen you before, so she probably doesn't know your identity .”

Qing Yanjing blushed and did not speak.

...

Luo Li was holding up the hem of her wedding gown, holding a red hijab in her hand, exposing two snow-white calves, wandering in the sea of ​​flowers.

She knew Qing Yanjing, although the two had never met, but when Qing Yanjing was arranging the formation, she took a look at Qing Yanjing.

From other people's mouths, it is known that Qing Yanjing's identity is the goddess of the Buddha ancient clan.

However, didn’t the Futu Ancient Clan send out a message saying that Qing Yanjing was taken away by Pixiu? Why is she now in Lingyan City?

Still with Mr. Chen...husband.

What is her relationship with her husband?

...

Luo Li is not a talkative person. Although she was curious, she didn't ask any questions. She still held up her skirt and swam in the sea of ​​flowers.

...

In the sea of ​​flowers, Qing Yanjing chatted with Qing Xuan for a while, and the latter didn't want to chat with Qing Yanjing anymore, so she said: "The sky is over, I... I should have a bridal chamber, otherwise, what would be the point. ..”

After finishing speaking, she blushed and walked towards the tent in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers.

During this time, Qingxuan turned her head and said softly, "Sister, remember what I said."

"I... I don't want it." Qing Yanjing said coquettishly.

Qingxuan came to the tent in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers.

It turned out that Chen Mo had fallen asleep.

This made Qingxuan very angry, there was no bridal chamber yet, yet he fell asleep.

Qingxuan cared a lot about the wedding night.

Angrily, Qingxuan took out the bright red quilt and spread it out in the tent. On the quilt, there were embroidered Mandarin ducks and happy characters.

Then he took out a red candle and lit it.

Although there is moonstone lighting, the red candle is more ritualistic.

Finally, Qingxuan took out the wedding wine and wine glasses, and after filling the two wine glasses with wine, Qingxuan covered herself with a red hijab, and immediately pushed Chen Mo who was sleeping next to her:

"Wake up, my husband is awake."

Chen Mo didn't really sleep, he just wanted to see what Qingxuan would do in the future, but he didn't think about it. She put on the red hijab and it was over.

Chen Mo opened his eyes.

Qingxuan sat next to her, clutching her skirt tightly, with a very annoyed expression on her face. There was no such thing as a groom falling asleep on the wedding night.

Just when she was about to vent.

A golden rod lifted the red hijab on Qingxuan's head, and a handsome face appeared in her eyes.

I saw Chen Mo pick up Qingxuan and pour the wine glass, hold one for himself, and pass the other to her.

After the wine glasses collided, both sides passed under their respective armpits.

There were no words during that time.

A glass of bitter wine fell into his throat.

Chen Mo casually threw the wine glass aside, then stretched out his hand to push Qing Xuan's shoulder, and Qing Xuan fell down on the quilt in the tent.

"Lady, it's time to enter the bridal chamber."

After finishing speaking, Chen Mo's body pressed up.

Then……

Qingxuan saw a big hand reaching for the fabric button on her skirt, and gently opened it...

swish swish.

soon.

In this sea of ​​flowers, the pipa sounded.

Luo Li, who had already left the tent,

Hearing this strange voice, they all blushed, and their bodies became inexplicably hot.

In Qing Yanjing who was not far from the tent, Bei Chi bit her lower lip tightly and got caught in a tangle.

a long time.

Qing Yanjing still walked over with strides.

In her heart, she still has the obsession to worship and get married, and then really enter the bridal chamber.

Inside the tent... a little pause.

Qing Yanjing picked up the red robe that was spilled outside the tent, took out the bronze mirror, sat aside, and put on it with a blushing face.

But at this moment, a face appeared in her bronze mirror.

Qing Yanjing's face suddenly turned red.

It's not who Chen Mo is.

"Baby, let me comb your hair and change your clothes."

Chen Mo took out the wooden comb from the ring, untied Qing Yanjing's bun, and combed it gently. Chen Mo often combed his women's hair, and he was very good at this craft.

The surroundings are very quiet, only the slight sound of the wooden comb passing through the green comb, and the sometimes urgent and sometimes slow breathing.

While Qing Yanjing was blushing, her expression was a little dazed. Looking at Chen Mo who was combing her hair carefully in the mirror, she wanted to say something of resistance as usual, but at this moment, she couldn't find anything to say.

Because the moment she walked over and picked up the wedding gown, she had already made a plan in her heart.

Chen Mo fixed her hair, and when she was about to change her wedding gown, she twisted her shoulders: "I...I will do it myself."

Chen Mo pursed his lips and smiled, but did not speak.

Sitting in the tent, Qingxuan was wrapped in the quilt, looking at her husband who was dressing up her sister, she felt mixed emotions in her heart, it was impossible not to mention the taste.

Qing Yanjing picked up her wedding robe and walked towards the sea of ​​flowers.

In the distance, Luo Li, who had had enough shopping, began to walk towards the tent in the middle of the sea of ​​flowers.

In the sea of ​​flowers, Qing Yanjing used the cover of thousands of flowers to rustle.

A moment later, Qing Yanjing walked out of the sea of ​​flowers dignifiedly and gently in her wedding gown, her lotus steps were lightly moved, and the patterns of flying phoenixes were outlined with golden silk on her waist and abdomen, tightly tied around her waist, outlining a graceful body curves.

With his hands folded on his waist, he was obviously a little more nervous and shy than before. He seemed to have noticed Chen Mo's gaze, and he lowered his head slightly.

Even though the red hijab covers the moving cheeks, the scene in front of me is still amazing and intoxicating.

Chen Mo squatted and looked at it for a long time before he came back to his senses.

Straightening his clothes, he immediately went to get the golden pole that was placed in the tent, but halfway through, he realized something was wrong, he hadn't married Qing Yanjing yet.

So, he walked forward slowly, came to Qing Yanjing's side, grabbed her jade hand, and walked towards the bright red flowers in the sea of ​​flowers.

Qing Yanjing lowered her head and followed unhurriedly, for fear of stepping on Chen Mo's heels.

And on the other side.

Luo Li was shocked immediately.

what's the situation.

Why did Qing Yanjing wear her sister's wedding dress?

What is she going to do with her husband?