I don’t know how long it has passed, and with a creak, the door opened.

The noise outside the door rushed in and was isolated from the outside by the door.

The visitor did not bring those messy and unfamiliar guests into the bridal chamber, nor did he say anything that made people smoke. He just stood in front of Ruyi and handed him an orange.

As if you raise your eyes.

Feng Rugu looked at him with a smile, his red dress was as red as if it was about to burn, and as hot as if he had just looked at him, he was busy staggering his eyes.

As soon as I think about it, Feng Rugu is not important. Before he finished reciting the Hinayana Buddhist scriptures, no one can get confused.

However, before he could clean up his messy mood, a slightly cold hand held his chest and grabbed it with force. His palms were as warm as ice, which made him shudder.

Ru trembled all over her body, grabbed his evil hand, controlled his movements, but was reluctant to exert force, so she could only warn her: "...Feng Rugu, you are drunk."

The visitor did not speak, sat down quietly beside him, stroked his long hair, but his other hand slid down softly and bonelessly, his fingertips fell on the long red skirt, and after rubbing it, he realized that the heat was coming, and he could prepare for the bridal chamber, so he slid in and held it warmly—

Next, the fun of a bridal chamber that should have been delicate and seductive, but the next moment, the expression of the visitor became extremely difficult to describe for a moment, and he looked at Ruyi incredibly.

How do you have...?!

At the same time, like a thought like lightning, a person turned over and rolled over and pressed the monster with a face that had been born under his body. In awe of shame and anger, evil thoughts in his heart became more and more aroused, and he just wanted to tear off his imitation of the painted skin and destroy it all.
Chapter completed!