The girl imprisoned in the iron cage: lazy little beast concubine

Since these people secretly came down to drink his wedding wine without telling the superiors, it was quite a face to him. Although he was thinking about Luo Qingyu in the new house, he still drank the wedding wine with them for nearly an hour before returning.

The red candle in the bridal chamber was already half burned, dancing lightly on the table.

And Luo Qingyu was lying sideways on the new bed at this moment, her red wedding dress dragging on the ground like red waves.

She can't wait, so she's going to sleep now?

Di Shiyin apologized in his heart, but at the same time he was full of happiness floating in his chest. He walked over and patted her on the shoulder lightly: "Qingyu, be good, get up, take off your clothes before going to sleep..."

Luo Qingyu murmured, and slowly opened her eyes, her eyes were hazy, sleepy and drunk: "You——you're back?" The voice was cold and gentle.

Her little face was flushed, her little mouth smelled faintly of alcohol, lying there like a drunken crabapple——

Di Shiyin's lower abdomen tightened slightly, his eyes were dark, and he stretched out his hand to pull her up and hugged her: "Little idiot, why did you fall asleep so quickly?"

Tonight is their wedding night, so he naturally doesn't want to let it go to waste.

Luo Qingyu lay in his arms trembling all over, and slowly stretched out her arms to hug his waist, her little face was as red as the morning glow in the sky: "Shi...Lang Jun..."

Di Shiyin froze slightly, this was the first time she called herself Mr. Lang.

Although he had been expecting her to call out this title all the time, but now that he really heard her call it out, he actually felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.

She smelled of alcohol, so she must have drunk a lot.

Di Shiyin glanced at the wine jug on the table, did this little guy sneak a drink when he saw that he was tired of waiting for a while?

He tapped a little on her red lips with his finger, and smiled ambiguously in her ear: "Little idiot, how much wine did you drink? Did you drink so much wine on your wedding night because you didn't want to let your husband have a good time?"

Luo Qingyu's pretty face turned even redder, almost burning hot.

She opened her eyes slightly, looking at his face obsessively, and there was a flash of emotion in her eyes——

She dare not look into his fiery eyes, Di Shiyin in her eyes has always been cold and powerful, even in the heavens, no one will buy it, even the emperor of heaven is a little more careful when speaking to him——

Such a strong person did not expect that there would be a day when he would be so gentle to a woman——

She shook hands behind his back, and lowered her eyes slightly: "Mr. Sir, since today is our wedding night, I... I shall let you enjoy yourself..."

He snuggled closer to Di Shiyin's arms.

This embrace—she has longed for it for a long, long time!My longing heart aches——

It's a pity that you have to rely on someone else's body to get...

She took the initiative to raise her head, her red lips trembling to find his lips—[

What does that taste of the lips that make her dream come true?

Her lips were getting closer and closer to him, and the rich fragrance wafted faintly, lingering around the two people who embraced each other.

Di Shiyin's body froze suddenly!

As if being splashed with a bucket of cold water, the lust full of desire disappeared without a trace, and a pair of dark eyes had a slight flash of light! Bleak 