After the ceremony was completed, Wen Wenlan and Zhou Mohuai took the same car back to Chang'an Palace br    />

Wen Wenlan arranged the bridal chamber in Mingde Hall.

As one of the main halls of Chang'an Palace, Mingde Hall has been idle since its completion.

The two of them sat down on the wedding bed. The wedding girl arranged by the Ministry of Rites came over, cut off a strand of their hair with scissors, tied them together with red ropes, and then wrapped them in red cloth and placed them under the pillow.

We are married and we are both loving and loving. We are happy tonight, and Yan Wan is in good spirits.

After getting married, after drinking the Henry, Xi Niang and the palace servants retreated. The dragon and phoenix candles were lit up, and there were only Zhou Mohuai and Wen Wenlan in Mingde Hall.

"Lanlan..." Zhou Mohuai held Wen Wenlan's hand with some tentative temporality.

Wen Wenlan raised his eyebrows and saw Zhou Mohuai's face flushing. He thought he wouldn't be drunk, but then he thought, it was only one cup. Even if Zhou Mohuai couldn't bear the alcohol, he wouldn't be able to bear the amount of alcohol.

"are you hungry?"

"Hmm?" Wen Wenlan realized that Zhou Mohuai was a little nervous.

I have been sleeping in the same bed for almost three years, why is he nervous?

Although it was a wedding night, it was not the first time they did this, so why did they do this?

"Lanlan..." Zhou Mohuai hugged Wen Wenlan in his arms, gently stroked her back, and called her name over and over again.

"I am here, I will always be here." Wen Wenlan hugged Zhou Mohuai, leaning his head against his shoulder, and a sense of peace of mind arises, "Everything today is real, don't be nervous."

Wen Wenlan felt that Zhou Mohuai's breathing was in chaos.

Every time, Zhou Mohuai said that as long as she admits him, it doesn’t matter whether she gets married or not, and it’s good that she can be with her. But in fact, she knows that Zhou Mohuai cares very much about this title.

Wen Wenlan randomly dismantled the heavy hairpin, hairpin, crown and ornaments on his head, and shrank his whole body into Zhou Mohuai's arms, very warm and comfortable.

"Lanlan, are you thirsty?"

Wen Wenlan twisted and raised her head, and saw that Zhou Mohuai's face was still flushed, "Mohuai, aren't you drunk?"

As he said that, Wen Wenlan patted Zhou Mohuai's face, which was still a little hot.

It's awful to get drunk on a wedding night.

Wen Wenlan broke free from Zhou Mohuai's arms and wanted to pour him a glass of water. Before he got up, Zhou Mohuai pulled him back. Zhou Mohuai hugged Wen Wenlan tightly and pressed his chin against her shoulders to prevent her from moving.

"What's wrong with you?"

Wen Wenlan exerted force and threw Zhou Mohuai onto the bed, pressing her whole body against him. She raised half of her body, but saw Zhou Mohuai smirking with satisfaction and calling her name over and over again.

"Did you really drink too much?" Wen Wenlan's hand scratched slightly beside Zhou Mohuai. Zhou Mohuai's body shook suddenly and smiled even more happily.

It turned out that Zhou Mohuai was afraid of itching. Wen Wenlan curled the corners of his mouth and scratched him with his hands. Zhou Mohuai was so angry that he couldn't breathe. In the end, he couldn't bear it anymore. He turned over and pressed Wen Wenlan under him.

Zhou Mohuai kissed Wen Wenlan's lips, and he gently curled Wen Wenlan's response bit by bit, as if guiding Wen Wenlan to slowly walk into the spring-filled peach blossoms.

Wen Wenlan was so fascinated by Zhou Mohuai's kiss that Wen Wenlan uncontrollably pulled open Zhou Mohuai's belt, skillfully rolled his hands to the side, took off Zhou Mohuai's coat, pulled open his collar, and just put his delicate hands on his waist, Zhou Mohuai stopped.

"What's wrong..." Shui Bo's eyes were filled with unsatisfactory reluctance. She slightly raised her body to look at Zhou Mohuai and found that Zhou Mohuai had already stood up.

Zhou Mohuai gently helped Wen Wenlan take off his shoes, picked up her legs and put them on the bed. He waved his arms and lay down next to Wen Wenlan with the lightly lowered veil. He hugged Wen Wenlan and kissed him again and again, and then stopped moving.

"Zhou Mohuai, you won't plan to just fall asleep in my bridal night." Wen Wenlan turned over and rode on Zhou Mohuai, looking at him from a high point, "What are you shy about? What else are there in your body that I have never seen before."

Zhou Mohuai sat up with a blushing face and faced Wen Lan upright. He held Wen Wen Lan's hand with tenderness, "No...no, I just feel that things tonight should not behave like before."

Although they have truly become a husband and wife today, they have already become a husband and wife. After three years, they have long been very familiar with each other's bodies. Every time they whisper, they come from interest.

However, the meaning of tonight is different.

As he said that, he stretched out his hand and gently lifted Wen Wenlan's coat with his fingers. He turned his wrists and loosened his clothes and slipped down. He then pushed his fingers and loosened Wen Wenlan's belt.

The shoulders suddenly became cold, and Wen Wenlan couldn't help but become nervous. Looking at Zhou Mohuai's serious and caring expression, she really felt that tonight was the first time they had first gotten together.

Wen Wenlan hugged Zhou Mohuai and lay down, her eyes closed, and she enjoyed Zhou Mohuai's kiss very much. She wrapped around Zhou Mohuai's neck and gasped with his tenderness. A huge flower seemed to be raising in her body, waiting for the nectar to be watered very longedly, and she couldn't help but want to grow and bloom.

"Mo Huai..." Wen Wenlan's ankle gently rubbed against Zhou Mo Huai's calves, "Well..."

"Lanlan, don't be nervous..." Zhou Mohuai held Wen Wenlan's hand, "Relax..."

Wen Wenlan was nervous and almost breathless. A burst of pain came. She hugged Zhou Mohuai tightly. Soon, a warm current gradually spread from her waist and rushed to her limbs at a constant speed. She felt warm and comfortable filling every inch of her skin, and even the pleasure and comfort could be felt in the cracks of her bones.

It seems like I am in a trickling hot spring, every part of my body is wrapped in warm water, and as the waves rise and fall, it seems that even I am sinking into this graceful fairyland, unable to find the other side, and lost in the misty dream.

The gurgling water flowed in my ears, confused and dazed, and seemed to vaguely hear Zhou Mohuai saying love words in her ears, but she no longer knew where she drifted with the water flow.

It seemed to be in the depths of the endless ocean, drifting with the waves. The familiar aura lingered around Zhou Mohuai's nose for a long time. She hugged the person on her body tighter and tighter. The waves hit her body one by one, without any discomfort. Instead, the pleasure hit her heart one by one, and every drop of blood in her body was boiling.

The waves were wave after wave, becoming more fierce and fierce. Sometimes it formed a strong vortex to suck her into the sea, and suddenly a burst of fierce waves threw her into the sky.

Wen Wenlan had already lost himself in a warm feeling, and seemed to feel that this night was long and boundless and could not touch it; it also seemed as if time had stopped at that moment, and in the intertwined breathing of each other, he stopped at the quiet and harmonious place of joy.

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Today, it snows~ only a little bit~ it falls into water~

Hope this chapter can be posted hhhhh~

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