The Little Midnight Bride

He stretched out his arm to wrap around her continuously sliding waist, and gently rubbed her head with the other hand. /www>

Sai Luo once rubbed her fine hair in this way, and that familiar action broke a fragile nerve in her heart.

"Really? Are we going to get married?" She squinted her eyes and smiled, her nose sore.

"Well, we are going to get married." Emperor Yan repeated, staring at her flushed and silly little face, lowered his tone: "It's okay, I'm by your side."

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There was warm applause from below, and some people were booing. The scene of a man and a woman confessing their love was being staged on the stage. Everyone thought it was a different kind of marriage proposal, and the atmosphere became hot again.

Huangfu Ye smelled a dangerous atmosphere, his brows were frowned like a little old man, he was sure that Yaoyao absolutely didn't know what he was doing now.

From the two sculptural bodyguards in front, it can be seen that the man on the stage exuding the aura of self-importance, the man exuding tenderness without danger at this moment, is definitely not someone he can provoke.

There is a kind of frustration called powerlessness, Huangfu Ye watched Yaoyao being taken away by that man, but there was nothing he could do, so he stomped his feet anxiously.

Just like that, Gu Xiaoyao was taken out of the pub by Emperor Yan, got into the car, and sent to a suite in a certain hotel. She hadn't even regained her consciousness. Perhaps, at this moment, she was willing to live in a drunken dream.

"Hot...I'm so hot..."

As soon as she was on the bed, Gu Xiaoyao pulled Yan Di's tie and pushed him down, and then, without waiting for some impatient man to attack, she took the initiative to press her soft lips.

"Hey, take a shower first, and get rid of the alcohol."

Unexpectedly, at this time, our lovely emperor is so young that he is quite a gentleman, and has no heart at all to take advantage of others' dangers.

"No... I don't..." Overwhelmed!boo...

She pouted her lips, and pressed Yan Emperor under her body with a counterattack. Gu Xiaoyao, who was completely unconscious, had already dominated/king/strong/up/attacked.

Emperor Yan felt that, under Gu Xiaoyao's provocative provocation, if he still maintained his image of a gentleman, then he really wouldn't be called a man.

With wet and hot lips curling her lips, Yan Di took off her clothes bit by bit with a smile.

Gu Xiaoyao eagerly followed him to linger, the girl's bra was rubbed off the hook, his head was buried, and he began to bite greedily.

"Hot...I'm hot..."

He smiled: "You will be hotter later."