When the two old men returned, the atmosphere in the palace fell instantly and could no longer be lively. Meng Yuan looked at Bai Meng and Song Jian, looked at Bai Qiang again, sighed, he patted Bai Qiang on the shoulder and said, "Brother Bai, let's think about it carefully. This matter has a lot to do with it."

Bai Qiang shook his head and said, "Thank you, Lord, for the reminder, but the marriage between the little girl and Song Jian will never change."

Seeing that everyone was so determined and had already done so, Meng Yuan didn't say anything more, laughed and said, "Since that's the case, I'm going to ask for a wedding wine to eat. Oh, by the way, red envelopes, this is a big deal. I almost forgot. I came in a hurry and didn't prepare any good things. I'll give this disposable protective bracelet to my niece as a gift."

As he said that, Meng Yuan took off a jade-colored bracelet with a flashing glowing light from his wrist.

"This...haha, I'm so embarrassed," Bai Qiang wanted to refuse, but he knew the benefits of this bracelet. The bracelet is a disposable battle talisman, which stores the energy of the demon core and the sun stone. When used, only a small amount of fighting energy is needed to stimulate the bracelet, and an absolute defense protective layer appears. Although it is a one-time attributable battle talisman, it has a great effect and can withstand the attack of the fifth-level combat division, which is equivalent to an extra life.

Meng Yuan didn't be polite to Bai Qiang, so he gave the bracelet and started eating it with peace of mind.

Song Jian was slightly moved and shouted to everyone. He was a little surprised by the third prince's proposal, but he was not afraid. Song Jian and Bai Meng knew the third prince, and it should be said that he was definitely not a domineering and unreasonable person.

It was late at night. The guests dispersed. Bai Meng returned to her room with the drunken and unconscious Song Jian. This time, she lived together openly.

"Why are you drinking so much?" After entering the room, Bai Meng put Song Jian on a mink blanket on the ground, "Hmph, I smelled of alcohol."

There are not many rules for getting married on Eternal Great 6. At least, there is no wedding room or something, and there is no need to raise the veil or something.

Bai Meng shook her shoulders and couldn't help laughing at the big red happy words in the room.

"Is this marriage? There seems to be nothing different," Bai Meng glanced at Song Jian on the ground and took off his bridal jacket.

It's late at night and people are quiet.

Bai Meng took a quilt and covered Song Jian's body on the ground. She went to the bed herself, blew out the oil lamp, and got up.

Song Jian, who pretended to be sleeping on the ground, was a little uneasy. Of course, Song Jian was not so easy to get drunk. He slowly opened his eyes, but found that Bai Meng ignored him at all. Instead, he went to bed by himself. This woman is so cruel. She let herself sleep on the ground alone on the wedding night.

Song Jian thought this way and it was really unfair to Bai Meng. In fact, she was a little confused about what happened between men and women. Seeing that Bai Meng was about to fall asleep, Song Jian could not calm down. He called out softly, "Hey, Bai Meng, I'm so thirsty."

"Ah! You deserve it, why do you drink so much wine?" Although Bai Meng said this, the man got up and got out of bed, walked to the table, poured a cup of tea.

"I'm happy, I can finally marry you." Song Jian said, "Bai Meng, you think, should we do something?"

"Ah? It's so late, what are you doing?" Bai Meng was surprised, "Let's talk about it tomorrow."

Song Jian was speechless, "Do something that couples can do."

"What happened between husband and wife," Bai Meng walked to Song Jian and handed the water cup to Song Jian's mouth, "What? Ah, is it a quarrel?"

It's arguing with your sister. Song Jian was depressed. He decided not to ask Bai Meng for advice anymore and just get started.

Bai Meng bent over and fed Song Jian tea. Song Jian slowly sat up, but pretended not to sit still. So Bai Meng blocked Song Jian's neck with her other arm, put Song Jian's head in her arms, and let Song Jian lean on it.

Song Jian took two sips of tea, but accidentally hit the tea cup beside him. The tea cup turned over and the tea water spilled on Bai Len's pajamas.

"Ouch," Bai Meng cried.

Song Jian quickly said, "It's okay, sorry, oh, I'll change it for you." As he said, Song Jian's hand was untied towards Bai Meng's pajamas.

Bai Meng was also panicked and said, "It's okay, okay, Oh, why are you pulling it? It's a little wet. Oh, where are you touching your hands? My chest is not wet."

Song Jian's lips were very responsible over Bai Meng's soft lips, blocking Bai Meng's protest.

"Woo, Song Jian, you're crazy," Bai Meng shook her head, but she found that her resistance was getting smaller and smaller. A feeling of indescribable rushing into her head, making her very greedy for this behavior.

Song Jian did not stop his hands, and took off Bai Meng's pajamas in a few seconds. Then he just pulled it gently, and the pink breasts had fallen to the ground, so a pair of little white rabbits jumped out, round and white. Song Jian grabbed them in his hands without hesitation and pressed them on his chest.

"Squeak," a strange voice appeared in Bai Lemon's throat, and her little mouth clumsily greeted Song Jian's tongue.

Song Jian took advantage of the situation and gave up the little white rabbit. In an instant, he peeled off his body and then took off Bai Lemon's vault. Bai Lemon clamped his legs tightly, and a protest sound came from his throat. This time, Song Jian ignored it. His palm touched Bai Lemon's smooth legs several times. His fingers always accidentally stroked Bai Lemon's most private place. Although there was a layer of silk, the inexplicable and strange feeling made Bai Lemon nervous. She hugged Song Jian's shoulders tightly. She didn't know what it felt, but she felt that the deepest part of her body was so hot, so longing, what was she longing for?

Song Jian put one hand on his back and finally took off his pants. In the dark, Bai Lemon's cheeks were red, not only hot flashes, but also shy, and he scolded Song Jian's gangster in his heart.

Song Jian kept moving his hands, his lips began to kiss behind Bai Meng's ears and his neck.

Bai Meng hugged Song Jian tightly, and she began to enjoy and desire. A deepest desire in her heart attacked her.

Song Jian touched the mud with water stains and his fingers were touching. He stopped waiting and said softly, "Mengmeng, you are my woman."

As he said that, his waist suddenly thrust.

Bai Meng felt a torn pain in her body. She hugged Song Jian's neck and gasped heavily. Although it was painful, this pain was nothing to Bai Meng, who was with the third-level warrior. After the pain, it was a feeling of fulfillment.

Song Jian felt Bai Meng's changes, and when he saw that Bai Meng did not feel pain, he started to move gently.

"Well," Bai Lemon rolled in her throat. She liked this feeling. Is this a matter between husband and wife? It's really comfortable. It seems that getting married is really good, but it's too shameful.

Song Jian's movements continued to speed up, so the sound in Bai Meng's mouth became louder. Yes, he kept not hearing what he said.

At the door, two women in flowery skirts were lying under the window frame, constantly laughing.

"What did the lady say?" A woman asked, it was Chunyu. Chunyu was very strange. Why did the lady in her family say something unclear.

"Shh, don't ask!" Chunfeng blocked Chunyu's mouth. Although she had never experienced any incidents between men and women, she knew what was in it, and she herself had experienced that kind of comfort.

Chunyu nodded, then quietly looked up, trying to see the situation inside through the window frame, but the window was very tight and there was nothing to see.

"Um, ah, Song Jian, I'm so sad, Song Jian, um, um, um," Bai Meng's screams became louder in the room, and it became more and more dense. Whenever Song Jian's lips bit her breasts and head, her screams became louder.

Outside the window frame, the spring rain shook the shoulders of Chunfeng, "Sister Chunfeng, Sister Chunfeng, it's not Song Jian who bullied the lady, the lady's screams are so annoying."

"Well," Chunfeng was already soft at this time, and there was mud between her legs. She cursed herself in her heart, but she couldn't stop her desire. She stuck her whole body against the window and gently touched her fingers under her.

"Sister Chunfeng, what's wrong with you? Your body is so hot. Are you sick?" Chunyu asked.

Chunfeng blushed, but at this time, Bai Meng moaned loudly in the room. Hearing the sound, Chunfeng sat down to the ground.

"Sister Chunfeng, what's wrong with you?" Chunyu quickly helped Chunfeng up and put his palms on Chunfeng's chest inadvertently.

Chunfeng ummed and said, "Chunyu, help me back to the room, um, don't take your hand away, just put it there, um, it's so comfortable."

Chunyu blushed, and she found that her hand was clearly placed on the huge breast of Chunfeng. She could even feel that Chunfeng's breasts were slowly getting bigger and hard... To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations, monthly votes, and your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile phone users please go to n
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