Chapter 222 The young marshal and the petite wife (17)
From the corner of my eyes, I saw the gray figure buzzing with the flower branches in the flowerbed, and the movement was slightly stiff.
Lian Mei was so embarrassed that she was so angry that she was so embarrassed that she was so angry.
He pulled Fenghua and was about to go back to the room.
But……
Once I returned to the room, the problem arose.
After using dinner, Lian Mei faced a problem—
sleep.
Still sleeping with a sober "Ye Lan".
In the dormitory, the dazzling red color has not been removed yet.
The Supervisor's Mansion introduced a new thing from the West - electric lights.
It will not be too dark or too bright. The just right hazy light makes the atmosphere become ambiguous.
The maids have retreated.
The two were alone in the room, and Lian Mei was at a loss.
In Lian Mei’s heart, ‘Ye Lan’ is a big-tailed wolf.
Greedy and lustful, playboy-like, or... that person's son.
Fenghua walked to the dressing mirror and spoke to Lianmei, with an irresistible order in her laziness: "Lian'er is here."
“…”
Lian Mei didn't know what Fenghua was going to do.
But as long as it's not going to bed, it's fine.
It is time to be able to escape for a while.
Thinking of this, Lian Mei cooperated very well to move her steps.
Just arrived in front of Fenghua, "Husband..."
Before he could ask, he turned around and sat down by Fenghua on the round stool on the dressing table.
The two faces reflected in the dizzy Huangluan mirror.
The 'Young' has delicate eyebrows and eyes, and is elegant and handsome.
The ‘woman’ has brilliant facial features and a cold face.
The 'Young's slender hands were placed on the beauty's shoulders, half-wrapped him from behind, and his faces were very close.
It was like a lover's gentle whisper while his ears were rubbing each other.
"My husband takes off your makeup."
“…”
Before Lian Mei could speak, Fenghua had already raised her hand, and her long black hair like a crow feather suddenly slid down like a waterfall.
The lotus is charming and beautiful, and even if you take off your makeup, it will still have ice skin and jade bones.
A little cinnabar between the eyebrows is so sad and bright.
After taking off my makeup, it was finally time to go to bed.
Fenghua raised his hand and unbuttoned the belt in his military uniform. The black gun hanging around his waist was heavily placed on the mahogany round table.
"Bang--" sounded.
Lian Mei's heart thumped, and her hands under her sleeves were slightly nervous.
I'm afraid that "Ye Lan" would say he wanted to have fun with him and do what happened last night...
How should he refuse?
No.
He is now the legitimate young marshal's wife, and if Ye Lan wants it, he will not be able to refuse it at all.
He once entered the mansion of Marshal Ye, who had a passion and ambition, and now he realized that he was really hard and hard on thin ice.
It is difficult to hide his identity alone.
……what to do?
The lotus charming peach blossom eyes flow, and the rippling and burning eyes suddenly flew over—
On the mahogany round table, the black gun.
Looking back, I saw the man taking off his military jacket and a white shirt inside.
"Lian'er..."
"Husband, can you please not tonight? You hurt me last night during the wedding night!"
In desperation, Lian Mei blurted out, not caring about whether she was ashamed or not.
After saying that, my mind went blank!
What about God!
What did he say?!
The beauty's face was white and red, and the wonderful expression of her expression at this moment can be called a drama.
“…”
Fenghua almost didn't laugh out loud.
Pretending to not seeing Lian Mei's embarrassment, he was eager to die of death, and held back his laughter and said with concern:
"I'm injured? Is Lian'er okay? Come on, let me take a look."
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A new week begins.
The recommendation tickets on the hands of the little princesses are coming to the empress soon~
Chapter completed!