I wrote a diary in Zongwu, complaining about the sky, the earth and the air

That night, Xu Mo did not stay in the fairy Zhang Jing's boudoir.

First, Xu Mo was shameless, but Zhang Jing still had some dignity.

Second, if he stayed somewhere else, it would be easier for him to meet Murong Qiudi.

Murong Qiudi's residence was different from others. Others lived in small courtyards, but Murong Qiudi lived in a small building.

On the second floor of the small building, the faint candlelight pointed the way for Xu Mo.

Xu Mo jumped lightly and entered the room directly from the window on the second floor.

As soon as he entered the room, he heard Murong Qiudi's angry voice.

"Why don't you go through the main entrance?"

Xu Mo smiled and said, "I like to take shortcuts. If I can take shortcuts, I never go through the main entrance."

"Besides, you kept the lights on and the windows open for me in the middle of the night. If I don't go here, wouldn't it be a waste of your efforts?"

"Slippery tongue, slippery words."

Murong Qiudi seemed to have drunk wine, and seemed to be illuminated by the candlestick, her cheeks were extremely rosy.

It was also under the faint candlelight that Xu Mo saw Murong Qiudi at this moment.

A cool and beautiful but girlish makeup.

The charming and shy pair of autumn eyes seemed to not dare to look directly at Xu Mo, so she secretly raised her eyes again and again.

But she kept colliding with Xu Mo's sight.

The bright red wedding dress was put on her again, and the complex and exquisite phoenix crown was put on her head again.

In addition, the decoration inside the small building was still festive red, and there were "Xi" characters posted everywhere, who knew if they were left there intentionally.

Xu Mo only felt as if he was the groom who was about to spend the wedding night.

And Murong Qiudi was his beautiful bride.

Not only a bride, but also a fairy bride, a fairy wearing a wedding dress, about to marry a man.

Beautiful, really beautiful.

Murong Qiudi's beauty is completely different from the beauty of the little fairy Zhang Jing and Murong Jiumei.

The beauty of the little fairy is lively, enthusiastic, and cheerful.

The little fairy can always bring vitality to people.

The beauty of Murong Jiumei is the beauty of a young girl who has just grown up, cold and arrogant.

Murong Qiudi is an intellectual beauty, she is more mature and has more temperament.

To put it simply, it is "御", the "御" of Yujie.

However, her "御" has killed many modern Yujies in seconds.

I just don't know how long it took her to wear those cumbersome and complicated hair accessories.

Xu Mo was very moved, but Murong Qiudi was not Zhang Jing, nor was she Murong Jiumei.

He could control those two girls at will, but Murong Qiudi was different. She was not easy to control.

"You are here in the middle of the night, dressed like this, are you trying to seduce me?"

Murong Qiudi rolled her eyes: "Can't you change to a better word?"

Xu Mo smiled and understood: "No, I am a vulgar person."

"Then you leave?"

"I won't leave. Whoever leaves at this time is a fool."

"No, why are you still talking here?"

Murong Qiudi sighed helplessly: "You are really thick-skinned like a city wall. Forget it, come here first and drink with me first."

"Okay."

There was no stool in the room. Xu Mo sat directly on the edge of the wedding bed, and Murong Qiudi leaned on Xu Mo's shoulder without covering up.

After Murong Qiudi lay on her side, with the thick red wedding dress on her, Xu Mo could feel Murong Qiudi's charming curves.

He could even feel the other person's breathing and the transfer of heat.

There was only a pot of wine and a wine glass on the small table in front of Murong Qiudi. She poured a glass of wine, but only one glass.

"Why is there only one wine glass for two people? ”

“Who said there is only one wine glass? There is another one here.”

Murong Qiudi drank all the wine in the glass, and then poured the wine into Xu Mo’s mouth.

“Is it delicious?”

Murong Qiudi’s face was redder and more shy because of the candlestick.

“It’s delicious.”

Xu Mo nodded.

“But why is it sour and sweet?”

“I ate grapes, so you will think of me every time you see and eat grapes. ”

Murong Qiudi didn’t give Xu Mo a chance to react and rushed forward again.

The mellow wine with the sour and sweet taste of grapes fell into his mouth again.

The drunk beauty had a rosy face, and she didn’t forget to speak sweetly and be shy and gentle.

She is so good, Murong Qiudi is really so good!

I really can’t stand it!

ps/please help

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