Chapter 574 We Got Married (1)

Chapter 574 We Got Married (1)

Pei Qiqi went back to the hotel suite first, and Tang Yu was helped in about two hours later.

The red in a room is like an ancient bridal chamber candle.

In the red room of that room, his little Qiqi took off the outer blouse of the Chinese-style wedding dress, and was lying on the huge bed with only the thin undershirt.

The blue hair brushed the face, and the eyebrows were exquisite and picturesque.

she fell asleep.

Tang Yu was a little hot after drinking alcohol, but now his blood is even hotter.

He stretched out his hand to open the neckline, took off the jacket, leaned over and called her in a low voice, "Qiqi."

Pei Qiqi turned over and looked at him with her small face up...

There was a touching blush on her small face, and her long eyelashes blinked slightly under the hazy yellow light, shining brilliantly.

Tang Yu reached out to cover her eyes because she was too beautiful.

His voice was hoarse: "Qiqi."

She hugged his neck with her little hands and said nothing...

He lowered his head, lightly kissed the corner of her lips, little by little.

She was so delicate that she wanted to cry, wrapping her body around him, begging silently.

His passionate breath after he was slightly drunk also moved her, calling his name over and over again: "Tang Yu...Tang Yu..."

"Call me husband." It was as if he had bitten her little ear, his voice was elegant and pleasant, and it carried a touch of seductiveness in such a late night.

Her eyes were watery, and she looked at him softly.

After a while, she meowed flatteringly like a kitten...

Tang Yu's eyes were deep.

Her thin underwear couldn't hold back his torture, it was hung at a slant, her skin reflected the snow, it was indescribably alluring.

Tang Yu supported himself with one arm, let out a breath with difficulty, and looked at the alluring little thing under him.

"Qiqi, what should I do?" His fingers slowly caressed her rosy mouth, his voice was a little hoarse.

She looked at him so innocently, tenderly letting him do whatever he wanted...

Tang Yu couldn't bear to kiss her, and clasped her fingers brutally to prevent her from struggling.

Her black hair spread out hopelessly, like a desperate little beast...

The more she was like this, the hotter Tang Yu's blood became as he kissed her and rubbed her.

The big palm suddenly grabbed her small hand and placed it on his belt.

She held back her little hand, but while he coaxed her to kiss her, he nimbly took her little hand to do embarrassing things...

Furong noodles, Ye Xiaohun, nothing can stop Tang Yu from enjoying the tenderness of the wedding night.

After a long time, Pei Qiqi was lying on the bright red undershirt, panting like a small animal.

The body was immediately pulled into a warm embrace, Tang Yu's chin was pressed against her heart, and his voice was hoarse: "Qiqi, are you okay?"

Her little hand hit him hard.

The wretch!

Tang Yu clung to her ear, his voice hoarse: "Go take a bath." Although he was happy for a short time, he never dared to indulge.

Reaching out to hug his little girl and walking towards the bathroom, Pei Qiqi screamed in fright, wrapping her little hands around his neck, "Tang Yu!"

He was slightly drunk, and she was afraid of falling off.

"I won't let go, little fool." Tang Yu hoarse, lowered his head and kissed her small mouth.

Wedding night, mandarin duck bath, isn't it all there?

Early in the morning, Pei Qiqi was woken up by being stabbed.

Opening his eyes, he saw Tang Yu's magnified handsome face kissing her carefully.

She held his head in disgust and pushed him away, "Kissing all the time, it's so annoying."

Tang Yu stopped, turned over, hugged her into his arms, touched her red lips lightly with his fingers, and said in an unreasonably hoarse voice: "Last night, I don't know who kept calling my husband, begging me to kiss. "