Killer at the age of 12: Lying and laughing among peach blossoms

She rolled her eyes slightly, wondering where his wife, Xu'er, was?

She seems to have heard that on the day of the wedding, the concubine's room will serve tea to the main room...

There was a faint pain in my heart again, I shook my head secretly, and didn't want to think about it any more.

Finally, after worshiping heaven and earth, Xuanyuan Luoyu stood side by side with her.

He didn't use Xichou, but took Muyue's hand directly. [

Her hands were slightly cold, and her palms were slightly damp. It was obvious that she was very disturbed...

Xuanyuan Luoyu's fingers stiffened slightly, and she glanced at her.

Seeing that she lowered her eyes slightly, the blush of the newlyweds could not be seen on her stunningly pretty face, but she was a little pale——

Is she so unwilling to marry herself? !

The anger in my heart suddenly surged up again.

Mu Yue's wrist suddenly hurt, and Xuanyuan Luoyu's fingers were like a pair of iron tongs, which hurt her wrist.

Pulling her abruptly, Mu Yue couldn't stand and fell into his arms.

Xuanyuan Luoyu took advantage of the opportunity to wrap her arms around her slender waist, and put her cool lips close to her ear: "Mu Mu, no matter how unwilling you are, I will never let you go, you are my bride today!"

He, Xuanyuan Luoyu, had never been disappointed in love in his whole life.

He has always been surrounded by women, and whoever he wants, he will have a long list of stunning women waiting to go to Wushan with him.

And Muyue was the first iron board he kicked, and felt powerless for the first time in his life.

He thought he could let her go and not care about her, but——it turned out that he couldn't!

Seeing her greeting her master, seeing her with Liu Yunsang, he was so jealous that he went crazy!

That's why he desperately wanted to marry her by any means.

Is it because what is not available is the best?

Maybe after I get married to her, I'll get tired of her after a while... It won't be too late to let her go...

Mu Yue didn't understand which of his scales she touched again, which made him grit his teeth like this.

Her wrist was in pain, but she didn't say a word.

He only raised his eyes to look at him, his big black eyes were full of unyielding stubbornness. Bleak Bleak [