Chapter 1365 Round Room

"boom!"

The door slammed shut in front of her, and the two disappeared inside the door.

Bai He was stunned for a while, and when he reacted, he covered his mouth with joy.

Judging from this rhythm, it should be that the general is about to consummate the marriage with the young lady.

It's really gratifying, she has to tell the good news to his wife as soon as possible.

Inside the house, before reaching the bedside, Long Xuan couldn't wait to put Lin Qingyuan on the table.

The tea bowls and cups on the table were all swept to the ground, making a series of sounds.

Lin Qingyuan, who was already in a daze, heard the sound, and was about to get up when she was pressed back. Then, the man's body was covered, and she continued the unfinished work in the carriage.

Halfway through, Lin Qingyuan stared dazedly, "Aren't you brothers with Long Chi?"

Long Xuan's arrow was on the string, sweating profusely. Hearing the words, he paused, "So what?"

Lin Qingyuan glanced at him, suddenly swallowed her saliva, and said deliriously, "Why is yours different from his? His..." She tilted her head to think for a moment, and muttered softly.

The blue veins on Long Xuan's forehead jumped, pinching her cheek, his eyes narrowed dangerously, "Have you seen anyone else's?"

Lin Qingyuan was in pain, her consciousness regained a little, and she said honestly, "No, I just saw him once..."

Long Xuan's heart had already strangled her, and the slightest pity he had for her life was gone.

Bai He kept vigil outside the house in case the two masters needed water.

In the silent night, she suddenly heard a scream from the young lady, followed by crying and screaming.

"Long Xuan, you bastard, take it easy... woohoo!"

The crying sounded particularly frightening. If she hadn't known that the two were in the consummation tonight, she would have thought that the young lady was beaten by the general.

Hearing the sound getting louder, she quickly covered her ears and walked into the yard.

...

Besides, when she was restless in the new house on the ninth day, it was finally her wedding night.

The guests had dispersed, and when Lu Tingchen came back, it was already very late.

He stepped into the new house with the smell of alcohol all over his body.

However, he was not in a hurry to go in, but leaned against the door and looked at his bride.

The ninth day was sitting on the edge of the bed, wearing a bright red gauze skirt, swaying on the ground, like blooming red lotuses.

Her plain face was framed like a haze, and a pair of plain white hands were clasped together and rested on her lap.

Very well-behaved, very dignified actions, but I can see that she is nervous at this time.

There was a ripple in Lu Tingchen's dark eyes, he suddenly chuckled, and turned to close the door.

The slight bump sounded, but the ninth day was startled.

Her cold eyes were filled with panic, and when she saw the man in a red robe approaching, her heart pounded like a deer, and her body sat even more upright.

"Ajiu..."

Lu Tingchen stood in front of her.

Meeting his dark eyes, Chu Jiu panicked in his heart, his face flushed, and he hurriedly lowered his head, staring at the hem of his robe, not daring to look anywhere, his body tense, not daring to move at all.

"Are you nervous?" Lu Tingchen asked softly, looking at the top of her hair.

"No." Chu Jiu replied quickly.

"Then why don't you look at me?" Lu Tingchen asked again.

The ninth day: "..."

Lu Tingchen suddenly stretched out his hand, wanting to hold her face up, but before his hand touched her, his wrist tightened suddenly, and it was actually held by the ninth pincer.

She stared at him with alert eyes, but her voice trembled, "What do you want to do?"

Lu Tingchen was stunned, "I want to touch you..."

Before he finished speaking, he was thrown onto the bed by the ninth day.

He was lying on the couch, his dark eyes blinked, and some did not respond.