The host always wants to flirt with the villain after being bad

Wen Zhiyu didn't listen to what his mother said, or he listened to half of it.

Daye... After Daye is successful, will he be able to separate Jiang Tingting and Pei Qingran, will Jiang Tingting be hers, and can he be tortured by him?

Wen Zhiyu nodded.

"Yes, mother, the son knows."

……

Half a month passed by, and Jiang Tingting and Pei Qingran's big wedding day soon ushered in.

For the past half month, Pei Qingran still visited the palace at night to harass Jiang Tingting.

In the beginning, he would always hide in the dark and subconsciously fight with her. After being taught a lesson by Jiang Tingting, he restrained himself a little.

Instead of fighting, it became a hug directly.

Suddenly appeared and suddenly hugged.

Jiang Tingting was caught by his movements a few times and suddenly missed and punched him.

Pei Qingran didn't cry out for pain, but just looked at her resentfully, muttering dissatisfaction in a low voice.

Finally, the day of the big wedding came, and the whole country celebrated together. Everywhere in the capital was filled with joy. From the palace to Pei Qingran's residence, a red carpet was laid out.

The sky is full of peach-colored petals, the wedding candy and silver coins sprinkled by the wedding party, the street is so lively that the people who came after can't squeeze in.

Because the queen greeted the bridegroom in person, the Royal Forest Army guarded the way.

Jiang Tingting was driving the horse slowly, wearing a red wedding dress, very gorgeous.

Pei Qingran has already dressed up as a servant, put on a wedding dress, put on a red hijab, and supported... No, he doesn't need someone to support him.

Pei Qingran actually didn't like these cumbersome etiquettes of getting married, but when he saw Jiang Tingting came to pick him up, he suddenly felt that these etiquettes were not unbearable.

Jiang Tingting personally helped Pei Qingran onto the sedan chair, feeling a little excited.

Hey!She didn't expect that one day she would be able to marry a man. This feeling was a bit novel and inexplicably refreshing.

The married teammate soon returned to the palace. Under the witness of all the officials, Jiang Tingting and Pei Qingshu worshiped the heaven and the earth and became a lifelong husband and wife.

The wedding candles flickered slightly.

Jiang Tingting drank a little wine and pushed open the palace door.

Pei Qingshu was still sitting on the edge of the bed peacefully, without taking off the red hijab on his head.

Jiang Tingting rolled her eyes, she drank a little wine, there was a slight blush on both sides of her cheeks, which made her even more charming.

Picking up the scale beam on the side, he lifted Pei Qingshu's red hijab away.

The scar on the side of Pei Qingshu's cheek was covered with a little powder. He sat there with a tall and straight posture, and the coldness faded from the handsome eyebrows, and there was a little more tenderness.

Because of his fair skin, warm light shone on him, as if coated with a layer of warm light, attracting attention.

"Hey, little thing, call me wife master!" Jiang Tingting looked foolish, and the scale lifted Pei Qingshu's jaw, smiling brightly.

"..." Pei Qingshu pursed her lips.

"Master wife."

"So cute." Jiang Tingting laughed out loud.

Then he put down the scale and picked up a glass of wine.

After the two of them drank the cup of wine, Pei Qingshu stared at Jiang Tingting with hot and scorching eyes.

Jiang Tingting yawned and slammed onto the bed.

"Time to sleep, good night."

"?"

Pei Qingshu puffed up her cheeks slightly, wasn't there something to do on the wedding night?Although he won't, but...but he has seen it too.

He poked Jiang Tingting's side cheek in dissatisfaction.

"You get up."

"Don't make trouble."

Pei Qingshu frowned and stood up.

"Then I'll go?"

Jiang Tingting opened his eyes leisurely, without any sleepiness.

"Where are you going?"