Chapter 3270

The clothes are half faded, and the crimson yarn clothes are in sharp contrast with the gorgeous background of the Ming and Huang dynasties.

Qi Huai narrowed his eyes. At this moment, he was so domineering that he directly pressed Su Kui on the desk where he was still working, and waved his hand down to play the seal.

The pen, ink, paper and inkstone, which can be called priceless, are thrown out without any care.

That piece of snow-white dazzling skin, is still printed on a piece of red marks.

Qi Huai's eyes were blazing hot, and the dead glue was on her tiny raised delicate face, which was gorgeous, because he was stained with a layer of water like powder.

Su Kui's jaw is slightly raised, his eyes are half narrowed, and a pair of peach blossom eyes are filled with fascinating temptations. The red lips are slightly swollen by biting, and the crimson rose from the ear root, such as the most beautiful Rouge in the world. The most beautiful voice in the world comes out of the lips without any disguise.

Suddenly the huge sense of tear, let Su Kui stuffy hum, fingernails is mercilessly nipped into the back of the man in front.

As a woman, every life goes through this. Although the process was pleasant, at first, sunflower was not satisfied.

In the huge Hall of Jinluan, there are so many charming people who have long been wise and interesting. They all quit and guard at the door.

I can't help blushing when I listen to the voice coming from inside.

From the rising of the sun to the closing of the night.

Su Kui's eyes were half closed, and he looked lazy and tired. A small face seems to have been washed, white and red, especially delicious. The whole person is like a noble and lazy cat, with a touch of satiety in his eyes.

Qi Huai sees her like this, chuckles to put on the clothes for her, admires the low head and kissed her forehead.

"Ah Yan, you are mine at last."

Su Kui yawned, weak hands and feet, a slap hit past, light floating strength way.

"You're my man."

Qi Huai is not easy to get everything he wants. Now it's natural for Su Kui to say anything.

There is no appearance of emperor at all. In front of Su Kui, his posture is extremely low.

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the day of the ceremony.

In front of the huge mirror, Qi Huaichang opened his arms and stood in front of Su Kui. Qihuai changed the new imperial clothes, the old emperor continued to wear a consistent preference, the use of bright yellow.

When he arrived at Qihuai, he directly ordered Shangyi bureau to change the imperial uniform of the previous dynasty.

The whole body is black, with golden dark lines, a five clawed Golden Dragon is carefully outlined around the body. The embroiderer of Shangyi bureau is very good at embroidery. The Golden Dragon steps on auspicious clouds. It seems that at the next moment, it will soar in the sky.

"Ah Yan, can I look good like this?"

Qihuai taste, Su Kui is recognized.

It has to be said that this suit is more suitable for Qihuai than those bright yellow imperial suits before.

Although bright yellow on Qi Huai, it's not necessarily ugly.

"Nice."

Sukui was pulled up before dawn and sat watching. The rules of the ceremony are complicated. The preparation in the early stage is even more painful.

It's just like this. Up to now, Qihuai still refuses to give up.

"Ah Yan, really don't think about being my queen?"

He really wanted to go up the high ladder with her and ascend the most honorable position in the world.

He wants to share everything with the people in front of him.

Unfortunately, she didn't really want it.

Su Kui, with a pair of cheeks, leaned against the dresser and squinted at him. "I'm looking at you from below. It's just an identity. I don't care."