The Seventh Bride of President

Qin Wuyan's sigh, tossing and turning, and muffled hum drifted intermittently along the crack of the bedroom door into min Huizhu's ear

Men seem to be unbearable to the point, listen carefully, the sound of the slight vibration of the bed board are clear.

Min Huizhu stood at the door, as if she had been greatly humiliated, which was more unbearable than the verbal humiliation of being rejected by Qin Wuyan.

He drank the valuable wine in Qinghuan building, and normal people couldn't hold it for a long time, but min Huizhu knew that the endurance of a man like Qin Wuyan was not ordinary people.

He thought about Zhuang Xiaoyu in his heart. He would not be fooling around in Qinghuan building. He would go back.

Now Zhuang Xiaoyu is trapped in the priest's palace and can't see him. Min Huixian is watched by her people and is worried by rumors. Qin Wuyan can only find her.

She cleaned up early and dressed up well. She waited until he came back, restrained her impulse, and then came to knock on the door. Unexpectedly, she was turned away from the door.

He would rather shut himself up in a bedroom and be tortured than let her in.

Min Huizhu felt unprecedented frustration, and even began to question her charm for the first time

She can make the most powerful man of the whole moon city bow down under his pomegranate skirt. Why can't she move Qin Wuyan?

What's the difference between her and Zhuang Xiaoyu?

Zhuang Xiaoyu's kind of silly, white and sweet woman, no matter in appearance, figure or tact, is not even comparable to min Huixian, let alone worthy to be compared with her.

Min Huixian also cares about her reputation. Zhuang Xiaoyu is even more infamous. Before she married min's house, she was able to elope with Qin Wuyan without face.

Later, he went back to the priesthood with min Rui and continued to tangle with Qin Wuyan.

Why didn't Qin Wuyan dislike her and regard her as a treasure?

The sound of knocking on the door didn't know when it disappeared. Qin wuyanhu didn't care. He closed his eyes. He seemed to be intoxicated in the dreamland, and didn't seem to fall asleep at all.

He felt that he was standing on the Qingming platform, looking at Zhuang Xiaoyu wearing the luminous pearl hairpin. All the people around him had gone away, and it seemed that he and Zhuang Xiaoyu were the only two left between heaven and earth.

Qin wordless solution under the scarlet cloak, draped in her body, will zhuangxiaoyu wrapped, do not let those people see her face.

"Xiao Yu." He leaned over and gave her a kiss on the lip.

Zhuang Xiaoyu shyly dodged, "so many people, don't do that."

Qin Wuyan only felt that his eyes were foggy, and his sight seemed to be covered by something. He couldn't see anyone except Zhuang Xiaoyu.

He leaned over, took her straight across, and went to her carriage.

The horse didn't know why he was frightened and ran quickly. The carriage was bumpy. He held the man in his arms and rolled around in the carriage.

He didn't have time to take off their messy clothes, so he couldn't wait to ask for her

Qin Wuyan didn't sleep well. When he woke up in the morning, he found that he was holding the quilt tightly in his arms.

I feel uncomfortable at the bottom. I feel like I've lost my dream

Qin Wuyan got up quickly, went to the ear room and washed cold water

The drinks in the Qinghuan building are really not good things. Fortunately, he can hold them, so he doesn't commit any mischief. No wonder the men who enter the building are all like lost souls.