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The surroundings were quiet, and the guests were almost gone at this time. Mo Ran suddenly became nervous for no reason when she stayed in such a room. Of course, she knew that she would have to marry for a wedding, but the situation was special. She had time to think about it this afternoon, but it was already this time when she woke up.

Although there was still alcohol discomfort in her body, she suddenly felt a sense of inspiration in her mind. Mo Ran stood by the incense table for a while and rushed towards the door. No matter what, she couldn't stay in this bridal chamber.

Just as she was about to open the door, she suddenly stopped. The person she met was almost too big when she went out. Then she turned around and ran towards the north-facing window. When she opened it, she saw a row of banana trees outside. Mo Ran immediately understood that although the room had become larger, the location was still in her original yard. It seemed that she was not dreaming before. When she merged with the Hellfire Ghost Car, she should have burned the house. The house was rebuilt...

Mo Ran couldn't care about anything else. Turning over was like jumping out of the window. But as soon as his feet stepped on the window ridge, a sound of dragging came from behind him. It turned out that the long cloak and skirt were stuck on the edge of the incense table. With this pull, it seemed like it was stuffed into the corner of the table.

Mo Ran vaguely heard someone coming. After entering the Nascent Soul Stage, the six consciousnesses became more sensitive and could easily hear the movements a hundred meters away. Mo Ran had no time to slowly sort them out, and immediately pulled off his cloak, but the hem of the skirt was still tightly stuck there.

She really wanted to tear it apart, but when she thought that the clothes were sewn by three mothers one by one, Mo Ran couldn't do it anymore, so she simply tinked it behind her back for a while, and the knot on the clothes was untied.

While Mo Ran was scrambling to take off his clothes, the door of the room suddenly opened...

Mo Ran's movements froze and felt dizzy in his mind. Now he was sitting on the window, unable to get out or down. He could only look at several layers of hazy red gauze tents, men walked in one after another and walked over lightly.

The room that was still cool just now was extremely stuffy. The men stopped in front of her and looked at her up and down. Finally, Su Yuye bent down and picked up Mo Ran's cloak that had just been on the ground. His slender fingers gently stroked the soft fabric and raised his eyebrows and smiled.

"Kid Mo Ran, are you so anxious? You got rid of yourself first?"

No, it's not like that. Mo Ran wanted to shake his head, but with the unanimous agreement of eight pairs of eyes, he couldn't shake it no matter how it was.

Liu Yang rushed to Mo Ran in two steps, reached out to her, and looked at Mo Ran's half-taken skirt with a smile, "You are so proactive today, it's so surprising, but I still want to take off your clothes myself. Dear 'husband', we are all husband and wife. Will you leave this kind of small matter to me in the future?"

Mo Ran looked at Liu Yang stiffly, blinked his eyes, and said dryly, "How can you be embarrassed?"

"Why are you embarrassed? This is natural... By the way, why are you sitting here? Although the window is good, on the wedding night, let's try that bed first. As for other places, come, day, square, long."

As he said that, Liu Yang was about to hug Mo Ran, but Mo Ran grabbed the window ridge and did not move.

When Liu Yang was about to ask, Mo Ran finally glanced at everyone and hesitated: "That..."

"What?" the Ghost King asked with a smile.

Mo Ran choked immediately. Isn’t he even allowed to say something?

"I was wrong." Mo Ran said.

At this time, Liu Yang slowly opened her hand holding the window frame and walked towards the big red bed with her in her arms. Mo Ran stared at the banana tree outside the window, watching Zhang Ke's hand gently touch, and the window that was standing diagonally closed, and he could not see anything...

Mo Ran was placed on the bed, looked up at the man standing in front of him, and slowly pulled up his clothes. Although he was not exposed, he always felt naked when he was watched by these monsters. What's wrong?

"Dear Master, why are you wrong?" the Ghost King smiled.

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no one can do without fault?" Mo Ran said modestly.

"Oh." The Ghost King agreed with Mo Ran's words as if doting, and asked according to her words, "Where is the mistake of that dear master?"

Mo Ran thought for a while and said, "I was wrong... on the wedding night, you shouldn't go out for a walk just because you want to sober up, and you shouldn't plan to take a shortcut when you see the beautiful scenery in the backyard. It's really unconventional."

The men laughed happily. The ghost doctor turned around and walked away for a while. When he came back, he brought a plate with a teapot on it, but there was only one cup. The ghost doctor poured the tea and handed it over to Mo Ran, and said lightly: "I'm sober."

Mo Ran did not doubt that there was it, so he picked it up and drank it. Tang Jin took Mo Ran's empty cup and sniffed it casually. A smile appeared to be in the blue eyes. She looked at Mo Ran, "Little lover, we should have drunk Hei Liquor, but you said that you married us, so those rules are not rules, and this Hei Liquor is exempted.

You have drunk all the "sobering medicine" and we should do the job. After all, the good night is short and we can't let it go."
Chapter completed!