Since these people secretly came down to drink his wedding banquet secretly without telling it, they gave him face. Although he was thinking about Luo Qingyu in the new house, he still had to drink the wedding banquet with them for nearly an hour before returning.

The red candle in the bridal chamber was half burning and was jumping gently on the table.

Luo Qingyu was lying on his side on the new bed at this moment, and his big red wedding dress was dragging on the ground like red waves.

She couldn't wait, so she fell asleep now?

Indra was apologized in his heart, and at the same time he was full of happiness floating in his chest. He walked over and patted her shoulder gently: "Qingyu, be good, get up, take off his clothes and sleep..."

Luo Qingyu hunched in his little mouth and slowly opened her eyes. Her eyes were hazy, as if sleepy and drunk: "You - are you back?" His voice was cold and gentle.

Her little face was flushed, and her mouth seemed to smell alcohol. She lay there like a drunken crabapple-

Indra's lower abdomen tightened slightly, his eyes were deep, and he stretched out his hand and pulled her up and hugged her in his arms: "Little idiot, why did he fall asleep so quickly?"

Tonight is their wedding night, so he naturally doesn't want it to waste it.

Luo Qingyu leaned in his arms and was trembling. He slowly reached out to wrap his hands around his waist, his little face flushed like the morning glow in the sky: "Shi...Langjun..."

Indra was slightly stiff, and this was the first time she called herself a husband.

Although he had been expecting her to call this title, now he felt a little uncomfortable when he heard her call.

She smelled quite a bit of alcohol and must have drunk a lot of it.

Di Shiyin glanced at the wine pot on the table. Did this little guy see that he was upset and secretly drink?

He pointed a little on her red lips and smiled ambiguously in her ear: "Little idiot, how much wine have you drunk? Do you really want to have fun with your husband when you drink so much wine on the wedding night?"

Luo Qingyu's pretty face turned redder, so hot that it almost burned.

She opened her eyes slightly and looked at his face in a daze, and no idea what emotions were in her eyes flashed by—

She didn't dare to look at his hot eyes. The Indie in her eyes was always cold and powerful. Even if she was in the heavenly realm, she would not buy anyone's account. Even the Emperor of Heaven was more careful when he spoke to him.

Such a strong person didn't expect that he would be so gentle to women.

She held her hand behind him and lowered her eyes slightly: "Mr. Lang, since today is our wedding night, I...I should let Mr. Lang...."

He snuggled into Indra's arms even tighter.

This embrace - she has been longing for a long time! Her longing heart hurts -

It’s a pity that I have to use the help of someone else’s body to get it…

She raised her head on her own initiative, and her red lips trembled to find his lips-

I wonder what the lips that made her dreamy taste like?

Her lips were getting closer and closer to him, and a rich fragrance floated faintly, lingering the two people embracing each other.

However, Di Shiyin's body suddenly stiffened!
Chapter completed!