Quick Transmigration: The host is so sweet after being counter-attacked!

Chapter 217 The little prince in the world of female statues 38
Marriage pays attention to morning greetings and evening walks.

According to the rules, Rong Yuan needs to sit in the wedding room for a whole day, while Zhu Chu is responsible for welcoming guests outside.

Some red dates and peanuts were sprinkled on Xi's bed, and it was a bit uncomfortable to sit on.

Shang Li's fingertips lightly touched the bed sheet, and he calmly cleaned a flat area, allowing him to sit down with peace of mind.

The wedding room was quiet, only the candles were burning softly, and the red wax dripped on the table, and soon solidified into lumps.

The door was pushed open with a "squeak", and a servant boy came in from the outside, holding cakes and tea in his hand.

The young man sat quietly, even though he couldn't see his face, there was a cold aura surrounding him, making people afraid to get close easily.

The servant boy was startled, he took half a step back, and then said tremblingly: "Your Highness, this is the food prepared by the general for you. If you are hungry, you can fill your stomach first."

There was no such link in the first place, but the General was prepared to be considerate of His Highness the Seventh Prince.

Shang Li responded without emotion.

The waiter quickly put the tea and pastries on the table, then quickly slipped out and closed the door.

No matter how restrained he is, mortals will unconsciously feel awe when they see the Lord God. Shang Li moved his fingers with an indifferent expression.

Affected by the gods, this body does not need to eat for the time being, but in the end, Shang Li stood up and walked towards the table.

He didn't take off the hipa on his head, but gently lifted a corner with one hand, twisted a small piece of pastry, and put it in his mouth.

The sweet and greasy aroma immediately permeated the air, it was Rong Yuan's favorite.

It was indeed a bit too sweet, Shang Li frowned slightly, took a sip of the tea, but honestly extended his hand to the next piece of pastry.

A small dish of pastries was settled in a short while.

Feeling empty with his hands, Shang Li rolled up his sleeves calmly, then walked back to the bed and sat down.

Finally waited until night fell.

At the wedding of General Su and His Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, no one dared to make trouble in the bridal chamber, so Zhu Chu came back alone.

The door was opened, and the night wind blew in, and it seemed that a faint aroma of wine could be smelled in the nostrils.

When Zhu Chu was in the Realm of the Gods, he liked to get together with the goddesses to taste wine, and he developed a good drinking capacity over time.

On the basis of copying the original body, the body will also be built according to her own, so even though she drank a lot of wine during the day, she is still sober until now, but the corners of her eyes are slightly red.

For the sake of celebration, red silks and satins were hung everywhere in the house, and festive patterns were pasted on the windows, making the whole house look bright red.

On the small table next to the bed are scales dedicated to Hejiu and Tiaoxipa. The red candles are refilled, and the beating lights make people feel a little blurred.

On Dahongxi's bed, the young man was sitting there upright, and the pastry plates on the table were already empty.

Zhu Chu's thinking became dull for a while, she walked over slowly, picked up the scale beam, and then gently picked up Xipa.

Xipa was removed, revealing the young man's face, fair and delicate cheeks, beautiful brows and quiet eyes, slender lips blushing, he raised his eyes, the golden light in his eyes floated finely.

This doesn't seem right.

Zhu Chu's brain seemed to be tied up by alcohol, and it took a long time before she remembered the previous dream.

She stretched out her hand and poked the boy's fair side cheek in a daze, tilted her head slightly, wondering: "Shang Li?"

(End of this chapter)