Male God, a Little Su

The woman's soft and hoarse voice, filled with heat, handed them over together.

He spoke softly.

Wen Yanqing blushed and dripped blood. He didn't know where to look. He squeezed Su Ro's hand and complained, "Why are you like this—"

"Well? How about me?" Su Yan raised her eyebrows. "If you have any dissatisfaction, just say it, so that I can know. Are you right, my little son?"

"How can a man wear that kind of clothes..."

Su Yan laughed, half coaxing and half deceiving, "You won't be seen by others, no matter what you look like, only me can see. You didn't say it just now, help me find everything I want?"

Wen Yanqing pursed her lips, and couldn't help thinking of some pictures in her mind.

He let out a breath and nodded in grievance, "Well then..."

...

The wedding will be held in half a month.

There were not many guests invited, and Kong Huan, who had become a princess, came to congratulate with the prince. And Kong Zhou, who had just arrived in the capital, was not good enough in his own studies. He took the test a few times and didn't make any splash. He simply gave up, and when he heard that Wen Yanqing was still alive, and after finishing his family affairs, he came non-stop.

Kong Zhou was stunned when he saw Su Rou, who was not wearing a red hijab, but was wearing a wedding gown with fire phoenix embroidered on it.

Today, she painted a delicate makeup look, charming and charming, with a variety of styles.

Standing with Wen Yanqing, who is also wearing a red dress, the auras of the two are blended, and they are both male and female. No one can say a word that they are not a good match.

Kong Zhou lowered his head and couldn't help but chuckle.

Wen Yanqing is still alive, and his wife is Su Yan, which seems to be a matter of course.

Kong Zhou was happy to see his friends. But for some reason, there was still a hint of sourness.

He raised his head and drank a glass of wine, leaned back in his chair, and stared blankly ahead.

Xi Po drink high:

Worship the world

Two thanks to parents

Husband and wife worship -

"Hey……"

With a sigh, Kong Zhou thought, let those secret thoughts that no one know about be put down today.

Kong Huan sat next to the prince, with a plump figure, and at a glance, he knew that he was doing very well.

She looked at her younger brother and asked, "A Zhou, you are not too young. Even Yanqing is married, so it's time for you to start a family, right? Parents don't know how anxious you are, but you know something!"

Kong Zhou was stunned for a moment, then reacted with a wry smile.

Nodding slightly, "Everything is arranged by my parents."

...

The candle flame was faint, casting an ambiguous light on the room.

The large red tulle sleeves reflect the snow-white skin, which is dazzling in the night.

Su Yan hooked her red lips, her cheeks were red with alcohol, and her watery eyes were shining.

"My little son, why haven't you come yet?"

Wen Yanqing didn't dare to turn around, he dragged the hem of his clothes and blushed blood.

The whole room was covered with red silk, and the words "Happiness" were posted on the wall. A wine cup and a pair of dragon and phoenix candles were placed on the table, and the tears of the candles slowly flowed down.

"I……"

He mustered up his courage and turned around slowly.

Long hair like waterfalls, red clothes like fire. The youth who used to be clean and sane in the past, at this time, has transformed into a demon.

Su Yan could clearly hear the voice of the demon coming out of her heart.

Shouting: Bully him! bully him!

So, Su Yan hooked his hand frivolously.

Hearing Wen Yanqing ask in a low voice, "Aro, am I ugly? I always feel weird..."

Hearing this, Su Yan pushed him down with his backhand.

With a chuckle, "No, my little son is the best looking."

The red candle lit all night...

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