Although it is absurd to marry a prisoner of war into the house, no one dares to say who did it.

There is no enemy on the battlefield outside, and the internal means are terrified.

Their God of war propped up half the sky of Donggu, and no one dared to disagree.

The twilight is all around, and the night fog is diffuse.

A heavy snow just stopped. The snow-white color was lined with bright red silk.

The gate of the general's house was closed, and there was nothing happy. Occasionally, I caught a glimpse of the red silk shaking with the wind, which also looked gloomy and depressed in the cold and solemn courtyard.

It's not much like a wedding, but rather like a funeral.

When the team carrying the sedan arrived at the door of the general's house, the guard opened the door expressionless without saying a word. The sedan was lifted up against the night. Occasionally, there was a cold night wind, which lifted a corner of the sedan curtain, vaguely revealing the sharp arc of the lower jaw.

Hearing about the wedding, the general's house had cleaned out a side hall in the main hall before. Originally, they planned to find a residence in the backyard, but the general sent a message and sent Gu Jingxian directly to the main hall.

After stepping into the main hall, the night was heavy, and the courtyard was covered with a thin layer of ice and snow. There was no meaning of festivity and harmony. What came to my face was solemn and cold Guzhuo.

Only in the room of the side hall did they hang some red silk and paste the happy word on the window.

"My Lord, the man has arrived." the caller whispered.

The study was quiet without any sound. Only the red figure on the main seat lazily supported his forehead, proud and casual.

Probably because of today's marriage, the general wore a golden and red wedding robe, embroidered with cumbersome and beautiful lines, which became more pale, thin and attractive. Under the jade crown and hair, his eyebrows and eyes were as demonic as a tempting demon, but he was too violent and prohibitive.

Silence is better than sound.

The air is dead and depressing.

The general is always difficult to distinguish between joy and anger. The guards are used to it, but they are still afraid.

long time,

The talent on the main seat reacted lazily, slowly sat up straight, raised his hand at will and motioned the bodyguard to go down.

The guard didn't dare to say more and bowed his head.

Ranbai throws the book in her hand onto the table, looks pale and walks out of the study.

Gu Jingxian is in the side hall.

It's only a few meters from the front and back of the study.

The heavy snow shrouded the courtyard, and the cold wind blew in the bones, which became a sharp contrast with the bright red of the side hall.

Ranbai lets all the people outside step back and pushes the door open.

Incense curled from the incense burner, and the red silk added a bit of happiness, dispelling the cold in the room.

Dyed white saw the figure sitting upright on the carved mahogany bed.

The wedding dress was like blood, and the red yarn hung down to cover the eyebrows and eyes, but the radian of the back was really straight, like an open good-looking bow. The lines were sharp and attractive for no reason.

She looked at her eyes and walked slowly.

When black boots step on the ground, the sound is not light or heavy, but step by step, it seems to be walking on the tip of people's heart.

Gu Jingxian sat upright on the bed. He hung his eyes slightly, without waves and waves. Because the bright red gauze covered his head, he couldn't see the emotion in his eyes, but his sight was very blurred. He could only see the hazy outline of a large area of red, approaching step by step.

Until it stopped in front of him.

He didn't move. His right hand slowly clenched the blade in his hand.

Even if the sharp tip is embedded in the palm of your hand, you don't care.

A chuckle fell.

The ending tone is hooked. It is lazy and indifferent. There is a kind of superior person's high position. A short syllable is incomprehensible.

And the next second——

The general didn't even reach for the scale to lift the veil. He leaned over and raised the tulle curtain with one hand. Under the red eyes, the slender figure was pressed down from the top, and the shoulder line was half covered with tulle. The distance was very close, and his breathing was almost intertwined. The hand raising the curtain pressed Gu Jingxian's wrist, which was slender and pale, Not allowing any reaction or resistance from the other party, the cold and red thin lips kissed hard!

Thin red eyes.

Bright red gauze draped over their hair tops, and their bodies were shadowy. Dyeing white almost overwhelmed people on the bed in this and that posture.

"Xu --!" Rao shigu Jingxian never thought that the general would say nothing. He hummed low and stuffy. At that moment, the two-way aimless eyes of Gu Jing shook the waves, almost breaking all peace. He just clenched his teeth and spit out a word, but unexpectedly, the people on his body found an opportunity to pry open his lips and teeth unscrupulously.

Bite, sweep, occupy.

It's not like a kiss, it's more like a mark.

Gu Jingxian's body was covered with red sheets, and his ink hair fell. His right hand was pressed on his side, and he lost all his strength. The blade held in his palm fell to the ground, making a slight but obvious sound. Under the hazy gauze, his eyes misted and stained with some moisture.

"General Gu, you'd better be obedient." the hoarse and dark voice fell down with the blade out of hand, as if it was a bit of strange pleasure and indifferent, "otherwise, it might be uncomfortable."

When he was pressed there, once his right hand was clamped down, he couldn't struggle at all, and his left hand couldn't use force. When his legs moved a little, they were pricked by dense needles. Gu Jingxian's back was wet with cold sweat, and his whole body was full of cold and bewitching fragrance. He was forced to kiss deep in his throat, unavoidable and almost suffocated.

The smell of blood permeated the mouth.

Dye Bai was reckless, but he didn't stop until he forced people to lack of oxygen at the last moment. The smell of blood became stronger and stronger. He squeezed Gu's envious chin with one hand, and licked the blood from the corners of his lips at will with the tip of his tongue. He was Yin and evil and whispered slowly, but it made people cold at the bottom of his heart for no reason: "bite so hard? It turned out that general Gu likes this."

Gu Jingxian coughed several times, breathed quickly on the edge of suffocation, and looked at her fearlessly. In addition to the cold in his eyes, he rarely had other emotions, which was suppressed to the depths of disgust.

Dye white eyes and look at them lightly.

He rubbed his finger around the corner of Gu Jingxian's eye.

He may not know how attractive he is now.

Xijun's lonely and lonely general was pressed on the bed and kissed deeply to lack of oxygen. His wedding dress was also messy and wrinkled. The tail of his eyes was forced to turn red, and the moisture in his eyes was filled. The thin lips under the bridge of Gao Ting's nose were bright red and bewitched. Due to his big breath, there was a faint line of snow-white teeth, and the tip of his tongue was slightly extended. This sexy and confused look, With that aloof abstinence temperament formed a very strong contrast, want people to pull him down completely and degenerate into desire.

Ran Bai glanced at the bloody blade on the ground and forcibly broke off Gu Jingxian's hand. He saw that the palm was bloody and terrible.