The night is gentle, and the moonlight coats the majestic lord's mansion with a halo, like a castle in a fairy tale.

Yin Jian sat in the jacuzzi with his back of his head between Milan's plump peaks.

A pair of tender gums massaged his head with no slight and no heavy weight, so he could not help but sigh comfortably.

A giggle came from his ears, his plump red lips came over and kissed him on the face.

"Honey, does your head still hurt?"

"Thanks to you for the massage, it doesn't hurt anymore." Yin Jian replied with a smile.

I got off the spaceship today. With the warm welcome from local officials such as Mi Yonggang, he and his relatives and friends walked into this emerging immigrant city.

The streets were decorated with lights and flags that welcomed them everywhere. Among the millions of immigrants living in the city as soon as possible, less than one-tenth of the millions of immigrants who knew him, Yin, but this did not affect his legendary stories circulating in the city.

Some of the immigrants in the city were old men who accompanied him to resist the invasion of the Red Star Fleet. Speaking of which, the immigration qualifications were only two or three years. I have witnessed him with his own eyes, conquering the Tromoors, conquering the Desert Zerg, and capturing the Red Star Fleet, and admiring him.

More immigrants come from Antarctica and are devout believers of the Rakshasa clan. These immigrants have personally experienced the great changes in the Babel Church in Antarctica. They have heard and witnessed Yin Jian assisting Pope Shen Wuyue Raksha to expel the heretic Yakshas and kill the evil Grand Duke Eva. Shen Wuyue Rakshas even bluntly declared that Yin Jian is the saint of the sect, the incarnation of the angels of the end of the world, and the eternal guardian of the "Garden Star" of the holy land. And those who came to the holy land to establish a new home should regard Yin Jian as the king.

Thanks to the help of God Wuyue Rakshasa, all the believers who moved here worshipped Yin Jian like a god. When he appeared outside the city gate, the believers on the street actually knelt down and prayed. The scene scared Yin Jian himself. It was not until this time that he realized how cruel the little witch was to fool the little witch. In the minds of the Rakshasa scholars, he was not only the lord of the Garden Star, but also a demigod who united politics and religion.

Anyone, a mortal, who is held on the throne by more than one million likes and regarded as a god will inevitably be floating.

Yin Jian was not immune to the common people either.

That night, at the newly completed "Lord's Mansion", Yin Jian had a big banquet for guests, and relatives and friends and teams gathered together. He couldn't help but drink a few more drinks, and after that, he couldn't help but get a little bit excited. With his alcohol tolerance, he could imagine how many people would be "burial" to drink to this level. When the banquet ended, except for a few girls who didn't drink, basically no one could walk out of the door steadily with his will.

Back to the luxuriously decorated bedroom without losing taste, lying in the bathtub for a while, Yin Jian's drunkenness gradually dissipated.

A pair of white wrists hugged him from behind, and his wife's skin rubbed against his back, moisturized by the foam, and the touch became more delicate and tender. When stimulated by this, I couldn't help but have a thought and wanted to try it out.

On the first night of the Garden Stars, Milan was also very excited and smiled in his ears: "Tonight I will exercise the power of the Garden Star Queen, I am lucky to be the foolish monarch." As he said, he twisted his body, like a mermaid, and slid directly opposite him...

Yin Jian and Milan's bedroom are in the center. Fang Ying is asleep on the left room, and the two rooms on the right are Qiao Yu and Li Emei's boudoirs. The other rooms in this building are empty, and other relatives and friends are arranged in other villas.

Milan's arrangement is equivalent to admitting the special relationship between Fang Ying, Qiao Yu, Li Emei and Yin Jian, which makes them particularly excited on this night of walking on alien stars and unable to sleep. We look forward to a surprise in the middle of the night.

Qiao Yu had just taken a shower and sat on the bed wearing a bathrobe. She was flipping through books absent-mindedly. The noise of men and women playing vaguely came from next door, which made her feel hot all over and she was in a state of discomfort.

At this time, Li Emei pushed the door and sat on the bed in her pajamas, with a blatant teasing in her smile: "Isn't sleeping so late? Do you want to send a text message to the little pervert and call him to come over to comfort you, a resentful woman in the spring boudoir?"

Qiao Yu blushed her and turned her back with anger: "You are more thirsty than me."

Li Emei rolled her eyes sly: "I'm not the original product, I'm not qualified to compete with Milan for my husband. You are a girl from the little pervert. Don't you feel at a disadvantage when you are a mistress?"

Qiao Yu looked down: "Don't talk nonsense. Those who are underground lovers must have the awareness of underground lovers. Don't have unrealistic fantasies, otherwise they will only harm others and yourself. I chose this path myself and have nothing to regret. Instead of forcing myself to marry a man without feelings, I would rather be a shameful lover to Yin Jian."

"You are Zhou Yu and Huang Gai of the new era. One is willing to fight and the other is willing to be beaten. What a blessing for the little pervert. When you meet such a top-notch person, you can be listed on the "Biographies of Women"." Li Emei teased with a smile.

"Are you unwilling to give up?" Qiao Yu retorted.

Li Emei smiled bitterly: "I used to think very well, and I won't fight for it if I don't belong to me, but when I heard the turbulence of the ocean horse next door, I still couldn't help feeling a little sore..."

Qiao Yu patted her head with a book and said angrily: "So you came here to use me as a gun? It's really the most toxic woman's heart."

Li Emei hugged her willow waist and fell on the bed, giggling and begging for mercy: "I'm just trying it out... I mainly find a partner who is sympathetic and feels a little balanced."

"Fortunately, I withstood the temptation of the witch. Otherwise, if I were jealous all day, the family would be in a state of chaos." Qiao Yu rubbed the pages of the book with his knuckles, looking a little uneasy, "Do you think Milan will be suspicious?"

Li Emei was so happy, "It's a must, otherwise why would we arrange for us to live in this building? She is not stupid."

Qiao Yu was still too soft-hearted, and he couldn't help but worry about someone who had no conscience when he heard this: "He is going to suffer..."

Li Emei said to the next door: "Isn't this devoted myself to it? Mi Zhenggong was relieved by him and he lost all his resentment."

Qiao Yu was funny and sad: "Women are so pitiful, so easy to fool..." Putting his heart in his heart, the same thing happened to him, and he couldn't really bear to leave Yin Jian.

Li Emei was angrily: "What's the pity for her? The identity of the eldest wife of the main wife is there. We can't even get into a concubine, so we are really pitiful."

Qiao Yu felt sad: "If life was just like the first meeting... I wish I had met before I got married."

"What's your lyrical technique? You're just talking about words." Li Emei was very disdainful of her literary young woman's style. She raised her ears and put them on the wall to listen to the movements next door. After a moment, she smiled strangely, "There's no more movement, Mi Zhenggong is satisfied."

Qiao Yu also listened: "It seems like there is a sound of opening the door."

Li Emei is very experienced: "The little pervert is carrying her to take a shower."

Qiao Yu was shocked: "What kind of ear do you have? You also have automatic imaging function?"

Li Emei despised her: "Isn't this process every time? Don't you wash it after you finish it?"

Qiao Yu didn't dare to look at her, and felt a little guilty: "I will go to the bathroom myself..."

Li Emei chased and beat him up: "Let's cheat, if you still have the strength to walk, the little pervert will definitely have to do it again."

Qiao Yu had to admit defeat: "Actually, I have only practiced with him with dual thoughts, and I have never really done that..."

Li Emei was shocked: "Why not?"

Qiao Yu became more and more ashamed: "I don't know, maybe because I'm timid and nervous every time. He never forced me, so I never... "

Li Emei gave a warm advice: "This kind of thing hurts a lot in the first time, just bear with it. If you relax and make the atmosphere a little more romantic, it may not hurt. He is so gentle and his skills are good."

Qiao Yu shyly said perfunctorily: "I'll try as you said next time..."

Li Emei guessed that she might have a psychological disorder, so she stopped talking and turned into a police dog again. Her ears would tremble even when they stood up, "It's out."

Qiao Yu put his ear on the wall, and there was a vague sound of conversation, and he became silent soon.

Li Emei took out her phone and fiddled with it sneakily.

Qiao Yu frowned and said, "What are you?"

Li Emei chuckled: "Anyway, Mi Zhenggong can't satisfy him alone, so Yu Qian called him to come over and get along... How can those who can do it work?"

Qiao Yu was so scared that his blood was cold. He grabbed his phone and said seriously: "Don't be dying, I don't want it."

Li Emei didn't understand what she was afraid of, and was still trying to persuade her: "How exciting, I feel like having an affair."

Qiao Yu rubbed his heart hard and said with a white face: "I am different from you. I don't like this kind of stimulation. If you make a fool of yourself, you will drive you out."

Li Emei wanted to persuade her, but the phone suddenly rang. Two guilty guys were in a hurry, but after they answered, it was Ye Zhiqiu's voice.

"What are you two vixen, sneakily getting together?"

"Oh, Sister Qiu, how do you know that I'm here in Xiaoyu?"

"No one in your room."

"Hehe, what's Sister Qiu asking me for?"

"Call Xiaoyu to come here together and fight with me for the landlord"

"It's so late, you'd better take a rest..." Li Emei cried in her heart, "You don't want to play cards, you want to play with your daughter-in-law."

"Hmph, what's your attitude? Believe it or not, I'll let Xiaojian stop you?"

"My good mother-in-law, don't be angry. No one will be allowed to be angry. I will serve you immediately." Li Emei quickly smiled.

She put down the phone, and Qiao Yu was dressed up there, and she was wearing night cream on her face in front of the mirror.

Li Emei said to herself, "This one is a wink." She quickly cleaned up and tried her best to leave a good impression on the woman who didn't know whether she should be called "sister" or "mother-in-law".

"I am worthy of being the little pervert's mother. I am very meticulous in my work. I am worried that we will make trouble for the young couple. This is called diversion from the mountain."

Li Emei took Qiao Yu's hand and went to see Old Lady Ye together, and complained indignantly on the way.

Qiao Yu laughed: "You are the heart of a villain."

Li Emei was whimsical again: "Guess what Yin Jian and Milan are talking about now?"
Chapter completed!