Chapter 3453

Ran Bai and Yu Chen looked at each other for a few seconds.

Into the depths of my eyes.

Yu Chen drooped his eyes blandly. The radian of his long eyelashes was thin and cold. He half covered his eyes and bowed down to ranbai.

They bent over together.

"Courtesy." the best man was beaming, smiling, and his voice was a little strange and sharp, but it seemed that it was just an illusion: "into the bridal chamber -"

A prosperous wedding with ten miles of red makeup seems to be the beginning of an irreparable disaster.

In the happy room,

The red candle flickers and goes out clearly. The words are pasted in the center, which looks particularly ambiguous.

The girl dressed in a wedding dress sat by the bed, with a red veil covering her eyebrows and eyes.

Xi Niang said with a smile, "childe, please lift the cover."

Yu Chen has cold eyebrows and eyes. He glances at the girl covered with red yarn. In the flickering of red candles, she is his apprentice, but now

Subtle strangeness.

This one is in extremely poor physical condition, which is caused by a long illness. She gasps for breath in three steps and coughs in five steps. Now she has coughed several times after such a cumbersome thing as the wedding. Xianjun's face is slightly white and her fingers are slender. Standing in front of dyed white, she calmly lifts the red yarn and gently reveals the girl's color.

Dyed white peach blossom eyes slightly picked, looked up at him jokingly, and the radian of the corners of the lips was full of fun.

Xi Niang didn't notice the atmosphere between them at all. She just came with a tray and stared at them. It seemed that there was an unspeakable pale and strange in her happy smile, "please have a glass of wine."

Ranbai looked lazily at the two cups of sake on the tray and wanted to laugh.

She was still looking for a chance to get Xianjun drunk. As a result, she came without using her cell phone.

Ranbai first picked up one of the glasses. The glass was long and white against her finger bones. The color of the wine swayed slightly. She looked at Yu Chen, and the meaning was very obvious.

Yu Chen hung his eyes and looked at the glass of wine indifferently. After a few minutes, he still held on to the white line of sight.

"Come on." the devil's wedding dress is like blood, and the color of the world is poured. Under this background, a pair of peach blossom eyes, which are already evil and amorous, seem to rise and fall in the candle light. A lantern is hazy. She slowly approaches Xianjun and raises the glass of wine. Her voice is very low. There is a vague feeling, adding a bit of secret ambiguity, "master..."

The immortal gentleman lowered his eyes without waves and waves, and his clear and deep pupils reflected the shadow of the girl. He has always been dressed in white like snow, clear and clean. At the moment, his wedding clothes are bright, which seems to be another kind of enchanting feeling.

Finally, he raised the wine in his hand and staggered with the girl. The red loose wedding dress sleeves were inlaid with golden lines, and they hung down. They clasped their wrists and pasted their skin together, passing the cold and strange temperature and drinking wine together.

Xianjun has never drunk alcohol. He has always been forbidden to drink in duanyuan peak, but he didn't expect to drink for the first time in his life. He drank a cup of wine in such an environment and in such a way.

His long eyelashes hung a cold and attractive radian, and a fine shadow was printed on his eyelids, as if the butterfly wing stayed. The light and soft lip flap gently touched the edge of the wine cup, and only took a cold and restrained sip. The crystal clear wine color stained his thin lips. There was an unprovoked green and astringent beauty. The arc exquisite Adam's apple rolled up and down and swallowed the wine.

Their wrists are clasped and staggered, close at hand, and they can almost touch each other with a little action.

Ranbai has never seen Xianjun who is always cold and solemn. Drinking can also bring out inexplicable erotic meaning, although Xianjun himself is not aware of it.

But ranbai suddenly felt that Xianjun had never drunk before. It was really a correct decision. Otherwise, this appearance... Under the appearance of solitary abstinence, it was more contradictory.

"Please let the childe and his wife drink each other's wine. You have me and I have you." Xi Niang looked at this scene, her voice became more lingering, feminine and smiling.

Xianjun's action of sticking to the wine cup obviously stopped, and his back line stretched out a cold and stiff micro stiffness.

"Master." ran Bai picked her eyebrows, coughed and said in a soft voice, "it's all here. Let's finish it."

"Didn't you say don't act rashly?" the girl's tone was very innocent. The peach blossom eyes and eyes were naturally red, as if they were smeared with rouge. The eyes were affectionate. "It's just a glass of wine, sir. Don't mind."

Her voice was very low, almost spitting out a breath sound, which gently fell on Yu Chen's ear. He didn't respond for a moment. The wine just entered his throat seemed to have a feeling of blank and chaos, and even his always sober consciousness was a little vague.

Seeing this, the demon lord sighed, then took the initiative to buckle Xianjun's wrist, put the wine in his hand on his lips, played it lightly, turned around and fed him, "I'll feed the master first."

Yu Chen solidified for a moment. He looked at the cup of sake and looked at the girl. Finally, he sipped his thin lips indifferently, and the leader's words echoed in his mind.

Be close to your disciples

"Childe." the nearby Xi Niang stared at Yu Chen's action. Her eyes never left for a moment and called.

The girl maintained that movement, holding up the wine and stopping in mid air. The wine she had just drunk hit Yu Chen's thin lips.

Xianjun was elegant and upright, and his eyebrows were hard to approach. Finally, he opened his lips calmly, and a faint trace of tooth line was snow-white. With the action of dyeing white and raising his glass, he lowered his eyes and took a sip.

Ranbai looks at Yu Chenqing's meaningful eyebrows and eyes, hooks up the corner of his lips, and reminds him with a smile: "now it's your turn to feed me."

Yu Chen's eyes are sharp and sharp. The pupil color is pure black. Gu Jing has no waves, just like the cold of a deep pool. At the moment, he calmly and indifferently handed over a glass of wine to ran Bai.

The devil held Yu Chen's wrist, took his hand and fed it to himself. He looked up and drank the wine Yu Chen had drunk. The snow-white tooth tip bit the edge of the cup. Intentionally or unintentionally, the place where Yu Chen's lip line was just attached, the tip of his bright red tongue licked the cup wall and whispered, "this wine is still good to drink."

Yu Chen drinks a glass of wine in such a chaotic way. He has no mind to taste whether it is good to drink. He doesn't respond to ranbai's words. He takes the wine cup in ranbai's hand and puts two empty wine cups on the tray.

The smile on HSI Niang's face was real and rich, and sent a strange and lingering blessing: "I wish the childe's wife to sing harmoniously for the rest of her life and grow old together."

After that, she finally left with the tray.

There are only two people left in such a big wedding room: ran Bai and Yu Chen.

The girl in red sat lazily on the wedding bed. She smiled at Yu Chen and asked, "master, what's the taste of wine?"

Xianjun glanced at her coldly. His pale lips stretched out a cold arc. It looked no different from when he was awake.

... not a cup?

Dyed white was a little disappointed.