Second Master, Madam, she is planning to kill someone again!

Su Qiao took Shen Xiujin back to the wedding room prepared by the old lady.

In fact, it’s not hard to find at all. There are pink love signs all along the way...

As soon as Su Qiao entered the bedroom, before she could turn on the light, she was staggered by the force coming from behind.

But his back didn't hit the cold wall.

Shen Xiujin reached out to protect her.

In the room where the lights were not turned on, only the moonlight filtered in. In the broken silver light on the ground, the wind lifted the gauze-like light curtain, and even the whirling shadows were charming and lingering.

Shen Xiujin's gaze seemed to have warmth, burning into her eyes.

"What's wrong? Are you feeling upset about your stomach?" Su Qiao was a little worried and put her hand on his stomach. She couldn't help frowning and scolding, "If you can't drink, then don't drink. Who told you to accept everyone who comes? Xiao Wan and Wen Tingxuan know that you have a bad stomach, but they still dare to come to you for a drink after another..."

She muttered slowly, and Shen Xiujin listened quietly. He couldn't tell what it was like, but he thought it was good to recite it like this.

He hasn't heard it, he wants to hear more, he wants to hear it forever... But tonight, he also wants to do something else.

"Mrs. Shen..." Shen Xiujin suddenly spoke.

His voice was low, hoarse from alcohol, drunkenness and lust.

His hot fingertips caressed her lips, "Can I kiss you?"

The room was extremely quiet.

Su Qiao effortlessly heard her own heartbeat, which was getting out of control.

She leaned forward and kissed Shen Xiujin's lips like a dragonfly.

The remaining rationality in Shen Xiujin's mind was crushed to pieces.

Before Su Qiao could retract her neck, the man's hot lips and tongue caught up first. She tasted the breath of alcohol in his mouth, and the blurred drunkenness seemed to swallow her up.

By the time Su Qiao reacted, Shen Xiujin had already picked her up and put her on the bed.

Su Qiao felt her hand touch something.

But Shen Xiujin kissed her so hard that she had no time to distract herself, and shouted vaguely: "Um... Shen Xiujin, there is something on the bed... um, it's hurting me..."

Shen Xiujin glanced distractedly, a little speechless.

The festive big bed was covered with dates, peanuts, longans... It looked like the handiwork of the old lady.

It means having a son early.

Shen Xiujin didn't have time to clean up these things now. He picked up Su Qiao again and turned around to go to Ruantan next to him.

"...What is that?" Su Qiao was breathless from his kiss.

Shen Xiujin said four words concisely and concisely, "Feudal superstition."

Su Qiao: "..."

Shen Xiujin placed the man on the couch and turned on a floor lamp next to him. Under the dim and gentle light, the man's dark eyes were illuminated by a layer of pious light.

But his actions have nothing to do with piety.

The fingertips opened the buckle on her waist, and Shen Xiujin's hot hands reached in, holding her slender waist through the thin fabric of her inner garment.

Su Qiao was so hot that she trembled.

His breath was a little unsteady, and he asked her in a hoarse voice: "Can you continue?"

The lust in her dark eyes made Shen Xiujin's eyes turn red, and she endured it, waiting for her answer.

Su Qiao has never been so nervous in her life.

Her heart almost jumped out of her throat, but Shen Xiujin was still staring at her, waiting for her answer.

Su Qiao covered her eyes with her hands, wanting to run away.

"I...I don't know..."

Shen Xiujin was amused by her appearance.

He took her hand down and kissed her gently on the lips, his whole body was extremely gentle.

"Then listen to me..."

His hot palm pressed against the curve of her waistline, stroking it gently.

Su Qiao was so itchy that she wanted to hide, but there was no room for escape in this small world.

Shen Xiujin didn't allow her to escape. The only force she used with her hand was to gently squeeze the soft flesh on her waist. With the other hand, she unbuttoned her collar. One by one, they popped open obediently on his fingertips. Her complexion is extremely white.

Shen Xiujin suddenly bent down, his hot lips and tongue sank into the holy and delicate white, and his teeth were gently grinding, leaving his own traces on her body.

Like believers blaspheming his god.

Su Qiao slightly arched her waist, then slumped down again. Her eyes were looking at the ceiling, and the focus was a little blurry.

"Shen Xiujin..." She suddenly remembered something and struggled to speak out, "I didn't... didn't prepare a ring..."

Shen Xiujin raised her head, her dark eyes filled with love and desire.

Su Qiao's hand was held by him, and there was something in his palm.

She was slightly startled, then looked down and saw a simple wedding ring, which was exactly the same as hers...

Su Qiao was a little depressed.

"...Are you ready?"

"Yes." Shen Xiujin responded, pinched her waist and half-hugged her into his arms. He handed her hand over and said, "Put it on for me."

...He even prepared the wedding ring.

She seemed to have done nothing for him.

Su Qiao pursed her lips and couldn't help but said: "Shen Xiujin, I didn't give you anything..."

Shen Xiujin laughed, gently pinched her chin with his big hand, and lifted her face up.

He lowered his head and kissed her softly, speaking in a hoarse voice with a slight smile and gentleness to the bone.

"Mrs. Shen..." he whispered, "you only need to be responsible for liking me."

He does the rest.

Su Qiao put her arms around his neck, buried her face into the side of his neck, and nuzzled him like a kitten.

He's so warm.

Su Qiao said seriously: "Ajin, you are so kind..."

Only she would take the trouble to say to him, "You are so kind" over and over again.

From Mr. Shen, to Shen Xiujin, to today’s Ajin...

He finally lived in her eyes of equality among all living beings.

Became the unique one.

Shen Xiujin bit her ear bone lightly, feeling the sensitive trembling of the person in her arms. His whole body was hot, and his hand penetrated along Su Qiao's open hem.

She frowned and snorted coquettishly.

The string in Shen Xiujin's mind was broken like this, and the strength in her hand became uncontrollably heavy.

The atmosphere in the room was full of ambiguity, and the air in the room became sticky and hot...

'Boom thump-'

A rapid knock on the door sounded at this time.

What came from outside was Tang Yi's anxious voice.

"Second Master..."

Shen Xiujin was too lazy to pay attention and growled: "Get out!"

He wouldn't care if the sky fell.

Tang Yi didn't want to disturb their wedding night at this juncture, but...he couldn't afford the consequences if he didn't report this matter!

Tang Yi was heartbroken and said loudly through the door: "Second Master, madam! Something happened... The car escorting Xiao Siyin back was hijacked, and the people in the car were all unconscious, as if they were possessed by an evil spirit. And Aunt Xiao... she was missing Got it!!”