Let go of those villains and let me come

Chapter 287 Fever?
"Xian Jun said seriously, everything is over, the junior did not blame you."

"Hey, since you don't blame it, it's time to change your mouth!" Old Man Yuexia joked.

Bei Yan blushed, and called out to Feng Yue: "Father."

Feng Yue replied, with his usual serious face, he rarely showed a kind smile.

Sitting next to Bei Yan, Jun Lin's thin lips curled up, and his silver eyes were stained with a smile.

Holding Beiyan's soft little hand with his big hand, he whispered in Beiyan's ear while a group of people were chatting and laughing:
"Thank you ma'am."

Thank you for not fussing with my father, thank you for appearing in my life.

As a husband and wife of the third generation, Bei Yan couldn't understand the meaning of Jun Lin's words, and gently squeezed Jun Lin's big palm with his small hand.

Affectionate style, needless to say, feel comfortable in it.

The wedding banquet was held for one round in the demon world, and another round in the fairy world, and the dust settled.

"Junlin, why didn't you see your ex-fiancee today? Huh?"

In the fiery red wedding room, Bei Yan was wearing a red wedding gown, holding a high-quality white jade wine bottle in her slender hand, her cheeks were as beautiful as a demon and a fairy.

"Who?" Jun Lin's long and beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and his silver eyes were slightly puzzled and puzzled.

Bei Yan pouted her red lips, and said in dissatisfaction: "Okay, you are getting thicker now, Fairy Qingyao, don't tell me you don't remember."

The corners of Jun Lin's lips raised slightly, and the god's face moved closer to Bei Yan: "Why don't you remember people who don't matter, but, ma'am, are you jealous, huh?"

Bei Yan waved his hand, and said stiffly, "Go, go, you're jealous."

"Ma'am, you're drunk." Jun Lin held Bei Yan's hand helplessly, preventing Bei Yan from falling over.

"Just kidding, grandma, I can't pour a thousand cups. Haven't we drunk the Hebei wine yet? Come, let me fill it up for grandma!"

"Okay, okay, I'll fill you up." Jun Lin's silver eyes were full of doting love, and he sighed helplessly.

My aunt and grandma came out and said that they were not drunk, which is really a little confused.

The night was dark, and inside the fiery red bed curtain, the silver and dark hair were intertwined and lingering, lingering in love.

"you……"

"Let me take it easy, don't be angry, eh?"

"You, old lady, stop!" The voice clearly gritted its teeth.

Junlin paused for a moment, just when Beiyan thought he would stop,
The hoarse and low voice said: "Madam should be angry."

Bei Yan: "???"

Rebellion! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
On the third day, Beiyan lay on the soft white clouds, looking at King's Landing kneeling with durians.

"Do you know what's wrong?"

Jun Lin nodded, and the godly face was full of acknowledgment.

Bei Yan couldn't help feeling a little soft-hearted: "Get up."

The corners of Jun Lin's thin lips curled up, and when he got up, he hugged Bei Yan into his arms, lowered his head and gently pecked on the little man's red lips.

"Madam is the best."

"Go, go, give you a little sunshine and you will be brilliant, right? Tell me, what's wrong with you."

"Next time I will be gentler, and next time I will be restrained." The deep magnetic voice with a provocative hoarseness promised sincerely word by word.

It was obvious that he admitted his mistake, but Bei Yan felt that something was wrong when he heard it, and his ears were slightly flushed.

"It's good to know." The voice was delicate and soft, and it was heard in Jun Lin's ears.
I just felt that the tip of my heart was caressed by a feather, it was numb, and my Adam's apple rolled up and down.

(End of this chapter)