Fighting Starts from Saving Yunyun

Princess Mu Qianqian was held in Chen Moheng's arms? Two slender jade arms were wrapped around Chen Mo's neck? Her small head was leaning against Chen Mo's arms? Listening to her husband's heartbeat.

Da da--

Under the attic? Slight footsteps sounded, and Yaoye held her breath, looking forward to the arrival of that moment.

The door was pushed open, and then closed again.

"Yaoye." Mu Qianqian's voice rang in Yaoye's ear.

Yao Ye was taken aback, and subconsciously asked, "Where is your husband?"

"My lady." Chen Mo's voice sounded immediately.

Yaoye was startled? Then her ears turned red, and soon her pretty face was stained.

She and Mu Qianqian had served her husband before? Naturally, they knew what was about to happen.

Yaoye originally sat down upright, but now she seemed a little uneasy.

"Husband, isn't it a little bad for the three of us to have a bridal chamber together?"

There was a slight trill in his tone, obviously trying to calm himself down.

Chen Mo smiled slightly, hugged Mu Qianqian and sat down beside Yao Ye, then picked up the golden rod, and lifted off the red hijabs of the two beautiful brides one by one, and said with a smile: "The first time you are born, the second time you are familiar, you are used to it." Just fine."

heard.

The faces of both of them turned red at the same time, as if they were about to drip water when pinched.

Chen Mo took out the jug on the desk beside him, filled three glasses of wine, gave each of the two women a glass, and said:

"Two ladies, let's have a different cup of wine tonight."

The two women were very shy when they heard the words.

I had no choice but to force myself to drink a glass of wine slowly.

After drinking.

The two girls definitely learned before they got married that they had to take off their wedding robes for Chen Mo as soon as they got up.

Chen Mo stopped them.

"Don't move, I'll come."

The two beauties were sitting on the red bed. Under the light of the candles, their suet-like cheeks were dyed a bright red. She looked a bit seductive, like that seductive little goblin, but the expression in her eyes showed a bit of dignified and conservative meaning.

The night of flowers and candles is always the most beautiful time for women.

The graceful and delicate body wrapped in the red robe, the perfect and moving curves outlined by the candlelight.

Yao Ye and Mu Qianqian, being stared at so nakedly by Chen Mo, couldn't help but tense up.

Chen Mo gently took off the embroidered shoes of the two of them. They both had the kind of perfect figure, graceful and charming, long round legs, and crystal jade feet, making people look unable to restrain the impulse in their hearts, wanting to play with them fiercely. Fan.

The feet of the two shrank, as if they were tickled by Chen Mo.

Chen Mo suppressed the hot flame in his heart, and immediately took off the phoenix crowns on the heads of the two girls.

Then gently stepped back from the shoulders of the two brides.

He raised his hand and lowered the curtain.

Turn around and blow out the red candle.

With a smile on his face, Chen Mo got into the red bed, continued to hold the skirts of the two girls and played with them gently.

It's like playing with a piece of jade, full of patience.

……

The top of Tianmu Mountain.

Crater.

Before the wedding, this restless volcano was temporarily sealed by Chen Mo's big means, so as not to erupt suddenly during the wedding.

But even so, when the cold wind blows at night, the place is still hot.

Cao Ying squatted and knelt on a boulder, with her head resting on her legs, her slightly bewitching eyes were looking at an attic below where the candles were completely extinguished, her eyes were in a daze.

Inexplicable envy, what is going on.

"what?"

Suddenly, there was a sound of surprise.

With the help of the slight magma light in the crater, Cao Ying saw a woman in a red cheongsam walking up slowly with two long white legs that were not covered by any pantyhose.

Approaching.

Yafei was also taken aback when she saw Cao Ying on the boulder.

"You are?" The two women spoke at the same time.

"Cao Ying." Cao Ying jumped down from the boulder, and when she saw the beautiful face that came into view, Cao Ying felt that her identity was unusual, so she walked over immediately and held out her hand.

"Ya Fei." Ya Fei was taken aback, and after a moment of hesitation, I raised my plain hand, and the two of us shook hands, and we got to know each other.