Quick Wear: Another day when the villain is paying for it

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With her waist held, Xu Ning fell into the man's arms, her rosy lips were blocked, and the man forcefully invaded her territory, not giving her any chance to resist.

"Well……"

The girl was pressed down on the soft couch in the carriage, her pink dress spread out in a mess, pressed down by the black robe.

Xu Ning's hands were pressed in front of the man and she was retreating, but the man grabbed them and pressed them on her side, and their hands were tightly clasped together, softly and powerfully gripped.

After a long time, Mo Jinghuai stepped back and supported himself on top of her. He looked at her who was breathing rapidly and blushing, and gently kissed her on the forehead.

Hoarsely said: "I won't run away, never run away."

"I belong to you all my life..."

The wedding day.

The ministers and their clansmen were dressed in neat court robes, standing solemnly and seriously on the jade steps.

Xu Ning, wearing a fiery red phoenix robe, walked towards the platform step by step with Mo Jinghuai under the witness of all the court officials.

Standing on the high platform, the two looked at each other, smiled at each other, and turned to look at the people below the stairs.

Everyone knelt down and bowed their heads. "Long live the emperor—"

"Long live the Queen, long live the Queen, long live the Queen—"

In a hidden corner, a dark figure stood there quietly, looking at the perfect couple above, his eyes stunned. After a long time, he moved his body, his long eyelashes drooped to cover the dim pupils at the bottom of his eyes, the corners of his lips moved, and his voice was soft and hoarse:

"Happy wedding, clan leader..."

A gust of wind blew, blowing Xu Ning's hair away into the distance. She seemed to sense something and looked over.

The dark shadow in the corner was no longer there, and the sound of bells in the air seemed to be an illusion.

The man beside him glanced towards the corner, leaned down slightly, and asked: "What's wrong?"

Xu Ning shook her head and smiled: "It's okay, it must be my illusion."

Mo Jinghuai paused, hiding the deep meaning in his eyes, and slowly said: "...Maybe."

Night falls.

The Qianqing Palace was brightly lit, with incense burning in the air. Bright candlelight danced on the fiery red candles. Bright red silk ribbons were hung high, decorating the once cold and quiet bedroom.

The swaying light illuminated the overlapping figures beside the bed. Suddenly, a palm wind blew and all the lights went out in an instant. Only the light outside the window illuminated the red curtains on the window.

I could vaguely hear the heavy breathing and the low moaning with a crying tone...

The man bent down, panting and gently kissing the sweat off the girl's forehead. His voice was low and hoarse, and his eyes were staring at the girl under him like a hungry wolf.

"Ningning's crying sound is so beautiful..."

"...I really like it."

The girl's face was flushed, her hair was soaked with sweat and stuck to her forehead, her clear eyes were now covered with a layer of mist, and she raised her hands in confusion and hugged the person in front of her.

She cried: "A Jing..."

The man's dark eyes were surging. He pulled her hand down and pressed it to his side. His fingers stroked the scar on her wrist that would not disappear, and he whispered:

"Ningning has done so much for me. Now I give myself to you as a gift. Do you like it?"

The girl bit her lip and said nothing.

The man increased his strength and kissed the fair neck: "Ningning, you don't want to tell me? Don't you like it? Or do you think I didn't serve you well?"

Xu Ning couldn't help but let out a cry: "Like, like, I like..."

Mo Jinghuai chuckled, the dark color in his eyes became more intense: "As long as you like it, clan leader, you must enjoy my service tonight."

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