Quick Travel: After dressing up as a villain, he is bound to the childbirth system

Chapter 353 Face Control Phoenix × Gentle Mountain God 16

Zhu Baishao rolled over, rolled out of the blanket, lay naked on the red sheets, and hooked Yan Qing's neck for a kiss.

Yan Qing just leaned on the bed and allowed Zhu Baishao to move.

He was happy today. He drank a little wine and was in a slightly tipsy state. In addition to his usual light aroma, he also had the aroma of wine.

Zhu Baishao was addicted to the smell, so she pecked and kissed his chin and reached out to remove his hair crown. She liked to see the three thousand snowflakes scattered everywhere.

Yan Qing lowered his head to facilitate her movements.

He watched Zhu Baishao take off Fengguan's empty bun, then reached out to touch it, and then traced it along the bun and neck, all the way down, until he reached Chu's waist, which was too tight to hold, and Zhu Baishao started to avoid it with a smile.

"You haven't even taken off your clothes yet, don't even think about bullying me."

Seeing her pouting her red lips in an angry manner, Yan Qing lowered her head and kissed the pouty red lips, "Am I bullying you, or are you bullying me? Huh?"

Seeing this, Zhu Baishao snorted and bit his lip gently. In exchange for his inhalation, he pushed him away and hid in the bed.

"Then I won't bully you anymore. We are very different from each other and we each sleep in our own place."

However, she forgot that she was naked and her beauty was leaking out. As she crawled like this, her curves became more attractive. The plumpness in front of her body bounced with her movements, making her attractive and tight.

Yan Qing held her slender ankle and said, "Madam, tonight is our bridal chamber...how can we each sleep separately?"

"Or is it that my wife has seen a man with a more outstanding appearance and is planning to give up on me?"

As he said this, Yan Qing held her hand firmly.

Zhu Baishao listened to his "resentful wife" speech, and fell on the quilt without warning. His whole body was enveloped by Yan Qing, leaving a shadow.

"Madam? Why don't you speak?"

Yan Qing covered her body, his hands were on her ears, and her long snow-white hair fell down, and her half-covered face carried a thrilling elegance.

"Then who do you think is bullying whom now?"

Zhu Baishao gave him a flirtatious look, then pointed him to look at the two people's current positions, bit her red lips slightly, and asked in a low voice with a slightly hoarse voice.

"Okay, I bullied you."

Yan Qing's voice was filled with a smile, as gentle as a feather, which made people's hearts tremble.

His fingertips caressed her lips, and then slid all the way down, past her collarbone and chest, and imitated her previous appearance, gently drawing circles on the high places. When he heard her moaning and groaning, he stopped staying. , continue down.

Zhu Baishao stretched out her arms and put her arms around his neck, buried her cheek in his neck and breathed softly. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart. Men are indeed masters of learning this way. With just a little exploration, they can quickly learn it. learn by analogy.

The two people's long black or white hair fell scattered around the mattress. Zhu Baishao's eyes were like dizzy water waves, full of ripples and a thin mist.

I don't know if it was because of the wedding today, but Yan Qing was particularly excited. Zhu Baishao could only cling to his shoulders and bear it passively.

Yan Qing was not a quiet person on the bed. He didn't say any bad words, but he would lean into Zhu Baishao's ear and murmur love words in a hoarse voice.

He had lived for a long time and had never been in love before, but this did not prevent him from learning many love words from somewhere. Every time he said them, Zhu Baishao was in high spirits.

The dragon and phoenix wedding candles on the table in the room burned all night long, and they also worked hard until the sky turned white.

There are not so many red tapes in the world here, and they don't need to get up to say hello to any elders. Because they are tired, Zhu Bai Shao sleeps peacefully until noon.

When she woke up again, she was still a lively and energetic little Fengjun.

Yan Qing was not seen in the room, but the mountain spirit who heard her getting up brought spring water for washing.

Zhu Baishao rubbed his lower back, which was still a little sore, and simply took the pills he bought before while no one was around.

Then she sat in front of the dressing mirror, pulled up her hair and styled it into a married woman's bun. Her gorgeous jade cheeks were as red as blood, and just one look at her showed her boundless charm.

Zhu Baishao stretched out her hand to caress her increasingly attractive eyebrows. Looking at the lingering and lazy look inside, she felt more and more that this plane was comfortable and pleasant.

She was admiring herself in the mirror when Yan Qing walked in.

He looked at Zhu Baishao's bare bun and smiled, "Don't you like these accessories?"

The jewelry box on the table was made by Yan Qing after learning from mortal women. Inside it was placed a variety of materials and jewelry, which shone brightly.

Zhu Baishao randomly picked out a golden walking stick and shook it in his hand. The tassels with gems and spiritual essence collided with each other, making a tinkling sound.

"The layers upon layers are not as beautiful as a single feather on my body. Overall, they are heavy and in the way."

Yan Qing thought about it, and it seemed that except for her wedding yesterday, Zhu Baishao had no jewelry on her hair before. There was only a red silk hairband, which made her hard to look away from.

"Before, in the mortal world, I saw you looking twice at a roadside stall. I thought you would like it, so I prepared some... If you don't like it, I won't wear it. In short, I just want to make you happy..."

Zhu Baishao also liked sweet words and smiled happily after hearing this.

Yan Qing gently pinched the tip of her small nose, waved his arm, and stretched out his hand. In his hand, there was a bright red spiritual flower in bloom, full of fragrance.

He pinned the flower to the side of Zhu Baishao's bun, and now she looked even more charming than the flower.

Yan Qing looked at her bare face and her naturally beautiful eyebrows. He somehow thought of the joy of eyebrow drawing between mortal couples.

"Shao'er, how about I help you draw your eyebrows?"

Seeing his eagerness to try, Zhu Baishao naturally nodded in agreement, and handed over the pen.

"Be careful. Whether I can see people today depends on you."

Yan Qing held the pen in one hand and raised Zhu Baishao's chin with the other, holding her breath and looking a little nervous.

Zhu Baishao didn't laugh at him, just looked at him with her narrow and beautiful phoenix eyes, "Don't stop shaking your hands."

Yan Qing took a breath: "After all, it's the first time, I'm afraid I'll make you look ugly. Besides, I'm wondering what kind of eyebrow shape is suitable for your phoenix eyes."

After a moment, he seemed to have made up his mind, so he grabbed her chin, held her face a little closer, and with the black pen in one hand, carefully drew on her eyebrows.

That posture looked like he was painting some famous painting handed down from generation to generation.

Zhu Baishao looked at him with a face full of concentration, veins appeared on the hand holding the pen, and her heart became softer.

"You can draw whatever you want... Anyway, a woman's appearance is ugly because she wants to please her. You are the only one to stare at this Buzhou Mountain."

Yan Qing ignored her and concentrated on painting both eyebrows. After seeing that they were indeed symmetrical and beautiful, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Things about you are nothing casual with me."

I wish Bai Shao’s heart will become softer.