Chapter 3454

"After the tomb owner died, he turned into an evil thing to cause trouble. He must have experienced thousands of hardships before he died." Yu Chen took a single hand behind him, stretching a beautiful and cold arc from the neck line to the shoulder blade. He looked solemn and inviolable. He always had a clear voice, because he was a little dumb after drinking, but it was another kind of pleasant, "what she wanted us to experience is just her life."

Ranbai soon understood Yu Chen's meaning. After such a cumbersome and complex wedding, she now propped her chin and tilted on the bed. She didn't have a normal shape. She thought: "master, do you want to follow the path of the tomb owner and feel her life?"

Yu Chen let out a sound. He lowered his eyes slightly and opened his mouth to say something, but his consciousness fainted for a moment. Xianjun narrowed his cold eyes slightly. The discomfort after drinking soon invaded his thinking. He stopped for a moment, stepped back a little, supported the table of the dresser with one hand, and didn't correct dye Bai's lazy sitting posture. He slowly said, "not only that, but also change the ending."

So before that,

The basic plot must be finished.

If it weren't for this purpose, Yu Chen wouldn't... Marry someone here and drink wine together. The other party is still his apprentice.

Although all this is just a play, it is difficult to ignore.

"Listen to the master." ranbai smiles.

Yu Chen didn't say anything. He combed his thoughts, forced himself to wake up and whispered, "tonight..."

Before he finished, he suddenly stopped, and his eyes became more and more cold.

There is someone outside the window.

It was the bride who had just left for a period of time and came back. She stopped outside the window and didn't come in and looked at them.

Ran Bai didn't move. She answered quickly and smiled carelessly: "it's time for her wedding tonight."

“……”

However, what ranbai said is also right. After entering the cave and drinking a cup of wine, the next thing is also obvious.

But the problem is that they are not the original bride and groom at all. Naturally, they can't really

However, there are people outside watching their every move. If you don't want to change the original track, you can only push it according to the plot.

Xianjun leaned silently against the dresser, his consciousness was heavy, and he felt a thorny emotion for the first time.

"Master." the young girl's wedding dress stood up, approached him, stood beside Yu Chen, and whispered with unknown meaning, "I... Have a way."

In Yu Chen's slightly stunned eyes, ranbai smiled at him. The white fingertips pressed against the lip petals and made a silent action. Then he suddenly lifted the corners of his lips and stretched out his hand to clasp his wrist. Then in Xianjun's quiet and cold eyes, he directly pushed him to the next blood red wedding bed!

She pulled up the veil with one hand and covered the scene on the wooden bed. The red veil hung down one after another, reflecting two vague figures.

Xianjun fell there and looked at the girl in red. In his deep and warm eyes, there was a feeling similar to consternation for the first time.

If it weren't for his drunkenness and dizzy consciousness, Yu Chen wouldn't be directly dyed white and pushed to bed under such circumstances.

"Although it's not true." the devil's finger pressed Xianjun's wrist and pressed people there. She is really a little drunk now. It's good for her to start. She muttered lazily: "but it's OK to install it."

Xianjun was silent for a long time, and the sound quality was cold: "get up."

"I know the master is not close to women." the girl smiled, "but don't pay too much attention to this situation. Make do with it."

The red curtains fall in layers, and the light is dim, giving birth to a somewhat ambiguous shadow for no reason.

"Master, call it out." the red devil boldly pressed Xianjun under his body, pressed his wrist with one hand, leaned over his ear and said, "just breathe."

Yu Chen has always had a heavy wave in his cold and lustless eyes. He looked at the girl on his body and didn't know how to face this scene for a time. He never imagined and was never prepared. Under the influence of wine, he cooled his eyes, and his clear and heavy voice was a little angry. He called her name word by word: "ink white."

For the purpose of doing nothing at all, now she stopped dyeing white and didn't feel that Xianjun, who had always been strict and abstinent, could easily let her go. What's more, she was a famous teacher. It was difficult to find another chance, so the demon didn't let go. At the second when Yu Chen's voice fell, she suddenly bent down in that position, pressed Xianjun's wrist and opened her bright red lips, Bite on the delicate and fragile Adam's apple of Yuchen radian.

Xianjun froze at that moment. The strange and strange touch brought unspeakable shudder. It was intertwined with the drunken fuzziness, which made him hum low and stuffy. His fingerbones were tight and pale.

The devil advanced an inch, leaned out the tip of his tongue and gently touched it. She obviously felt that Xianjun's Adam's apple rolled up and down, and the radian was unspeakably sexy. She smiled low, and the snow-white tooth tip bit on his thin neck line, which was not light but not heavy, but left clear red marks on Xianjun's originally cold and white skin, and the soft lip flap slid down to the clavicle along the Yuchen neck line.

In the past, the cold and indifferent Xianjun was pressed by people now, and his consciousness was dizzy. He was unable to exert his strength because of drunkenness. Even his thoughts became dull and blurred. The slender eyelashes were stained with fog and hung down. Those cold and beautiful eyes were rarely filled with misty moisture, the pupils were lax and shaking, the thin lips with light color could not be restrained, and a trace of tooth line was snow-white, A gasp or two from the overflow was very confusing.

Dyed white fell on him, and her 3000 ink hair spread out. With one hand, she slowly pulled open the red waist seal tied with the shape of Xianjun. The wedding dress was loose without the restraint of the waist seal. Her fingertips poked into his snow-white inner clothes and crossed the young man's well-defined and beautiful waist and abdomen. The temperature was cold.

Yu Chen's radian from his neck to his back is tight, like a bow. The radian is beautiful and sexy. He is confused and absent-minded, which is rare to see, and is no longer the cold self-reliance that used to be high in the past.

"That's enough." he shook his long eyelashes, slightly bit his teeth, forced himself to wake up, clenched his dyed white wrist, and his fingers were tight and white. The color showed a pale sense of prohibition, but he was confused by contradictions. He turned over to suppress the people, pressed the devil, and his voice was dull. It was like soaking in sake, spitting out almost word by word: people have gone. "

Ranbai looked at Xianjun with a smile. The peach blossom eyes seemed drunk but not drunk. Ranran said good, and then said innocently, "can the master release me?"

Xianjun closed his eyes. His eyelashes were stained with fog. His breathing was uncontrollable. All his wheezing was broken in his throat.

He slowly loosened his hand, straightened up without a word, and shook his body for a moment. Then he stood on the ground alone, his tall white fingers buttoned the inner clothes buckle that had been dyed white and untied at an unknown time, and then tied the messy waist seal tightly, and his every move was cold to the extreme.

He coughed a few times. He looked a little weak, but his temperament was cold and solemn.