He's Super Sticky

When the husband and wife prayed to each other, the lively and festive scene suddenly became quiet.

At this time, husbands and wives pay special attention to worshiping each other. The female/brother kneels first and then gets up, and the man kneels last and gets up first, which means that the man is the head of the family, and the wife/husband should be shorter than the husband. Submit to your husband.

But when Auntie Ruan shouted "husband and wife worship each other", when Bai Chen was supported to kneel down on the ground, Zhao Yan bent his knees and lowered his body to kneel on the ground one second faster than Bai Chen. After that, they helped Bai Chen get up together.

"This..." Ruan Ama supported Bai Chen, and looked at Zhao Yan in a daze. It was the first time he had encountered such a situation when he had been Xilang for so many years. It's against the rules for Fu Lang to get up together, it's a wrong way of worshiping, how can a husband be ridden by Fu Lang.

Ah Ruan thought it was because Zhao Yan was too impatient and did not understand the rules, and thought that this would be another obeisance. Zhuo Langzhong, the village chief, and the surrounding guests who were sitting on the high hall also thought so, after all, Zhao Yan's parents were not there. , No one taught him, and it is understandable to be wrong.

But before Ah Ruan opened his mouth and asked to start again, Zhao Yan said, "Ah?"

Zhao Yan had a smile on his face, but he looked at Ruan Amo directly.

This is to let him continue without having to do it all over again?

Ah Ruan was taken aback again, did she know the rules or didn't know the rules?

Knowing the rules but still asking to continue, this... is really unprecedented...

Ruan Amo, who was completely stunned and somewhat dazed, subconsciously said, "Send it to the bridal chamber."

Zhao Yan withdrew his gaze and gently landed on Bai Chen. He took a step forward, leaned over slightly, and hugged Bai Chen horizontally. He took big strides, showing a sense of impatientness, with a big smile on his face. In the eyes of everyone who has not recovered, they walked towards the new house.

The immature children cheered and followed Zhao Yan one after another.

The adults came back to their senses amid the cheers of the children and looked at each other.

They had never heard of such a wedding, and it was the first time they had seen it.

On the seat in the high hall, Zhuo Langzhong stroked his beard slowly, and smiled slowly.

this kid.

Such a favorite husband is something he can do.

It's just that such behavior is contrary to common sense and shocking the world.

And Bai Chenhui, who didn't know anything, was happily nestling in Zhao Yan's arms, happily being carried to the new house.

Zhao Yan's house was not big when it was first built, but it was not that big compared to some houses in the village, and it was much bigger than modern commercial houses. In addition, the front and back yards also had an area of ​​nearly [-] square meters.

In ancient times, a large family lived together, with at least a dozen people in the family, so most of the houses were built very large. Only after the older generation passed away, the younger generation would separate and live separately.

The new house is not far from the main room. Zhao Yan has long legs and long feet, but after a while he came to the new house with Bai Chen in his arms. Bi Qing stepped forward and opened the door, revealing the festive attire inside.

The room was very large, and everything inside was new. Even the wedding bed was built by Zhao Yan specially by a carpenter with high-quality wood. It was more than two meters wide and carved with complicated patterns.

There was a red veil on the bed, a large dragon and phoenix candle was placed on the round table not far away, and red 囍 characters were pasted on the objects in the room, windows and doors.

Zhao Yan walks in with Bai Chen in his arms, Bi Qing quickly follows, and hangs up the veil that fell on the bed.

Zhao Yan put Bai Chen on the bed, and the children outside who came to please him rushed into the new house, and said good things to the newlyweds that they had been together for a hundred years.

Ruan Ama recovered from the unruly worship, hurried to the new house from behind, took a basket of wedding candies on the table, and distributed them to the children. After the children got the wedding candies, they all happily talked again. Some adults taught me some festive words, and then I ran out of the house cheering.

The next step is some traditional hair knotting process. Amo Ruan took the gold scissors tied with red ribbons and cut off a section of black hair for each of Zhao Yan and Bai Chen, braided it into a concentric knot and embroidered it for Zhao Yan and Bai Chen Put it in a mandarin duck purse that came out, tied it tightly and handed it to the hands of both of them.

Bai Chen is holding the purse, Zhao Yan is holding Bai Chen's palm, the two of them are holding hands like this, and there is a sweet atmosphere around them.

Ruan Amo and Biqing looked at each other, and they both silently exited the new house.

At this point, the etiquette has almost been completed, only lifting the hijab and drinking the wine.

This is to wait until the execution before the bridal chamber.

At this moment, only Bai Chen and Zhao Yan are left in the new house.

Bai Chen turned his head, wanting to see Zhao Yan, but because of the hijab, he couldn't see anything.

Still can't lift the hijab.

Bai Chen pursed her lips, a little disgusted with the trouble and inconvenience of ancient marriage ceremonies, but she still stubbornly followed them.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his palm held by Zhao Yan. The pouch held in his palm contained concentric knots woven from their hair. Bai Chen frowned, turned his wrist, and put the pouch into Zhao Yan's hand. Yan's palm, and then covered his own palm, and the two tightly held the purse.

"Zhao Yan."

"Husband."

Bai Chen softly called these two names, leaned slightly, and leaned against Zhao Yan's arms.

"Well, Fulang."

"my darling."

The two were sweet and a little silly, happily calling each other by different names.

After playing for a while, Bai Chen pouted and said coquettishly, "Zhao Yan, I want to see you."

He picked Zhao Yan's palm, "I haven't seen your face all day today."

"However, the hijab cannot be lifted yet."

Bai Chen covered her head and rubbed against Zhao Yan's arms.

"It's okay." Zhao Yan reached out to take off Bai Chen's hijab.

Bai Chen hurriedly stopped, took Zhao Yan's hand and put it inside the hijab, opened his mouth and took a small bite: "Ah, what I said, it's unlucky, you are not allowed to lift my hijab now."

Domineering and serious will not work.

After speaking, his momentum weakened again, like a pitiful little boy, twisting and twisting around Zhao Yan's body: "But I just want to see you now."

"Zhao Yan, show me."

"Husband."

Zhao Yan amusedly picked up Bai Chen who was acting coquettishly, put it on his lap, and said dotingly: "Okay."

The next moment, Bai Chen's hijab moved, and a black head got into his hijab from below.

Bai Chen's eyes lit up in an instant, and she stretched out her hands to hold the head, impatiently touching the other's forehead.

Under the small red hijab, two heads are pressed against each other, and their eyes are facing each other, with tender love flowing in their eyes.

"Honey, do you like it?"

Zhao Yan asked.

Bai Chen nodded foolishly.

"Hehe." Zhao Yan smiled lowly, held Bai Chen's hand, and kissed it on his lips: "Baby is beautiful today."

"Looking crazy at me."

Bai Chen's eyes were shining brightly, "You look good too."

He couldn't bear to move his gaze, even more reluctant to blink, "Zhao Yan, husband."

Bai Chen slowly pursed her mouth, opened her big eyes, and slowly climbed up Zhao Yan's chest with her hands, and then slowly moved up, wrapping her arms around Zhao Yan's neck.

Zhao Yan's eyes dimmed, his head approached slowly, his lips parted, and he caught the pink lips that Bai Chen gave him.

At that moment, it was as if a firework exploded in Bai Chen's mind, making him dizzy, only instinctively opened his lips, stretching out the tenderness inside to face the domineering intruder who broke into his territory Get entangled.

The sound of saliva mingling resounded in the quiet room, and the surrounding temperature gradually increased, dyeing Bai Chen's fair face red, pink jumping on his cheeks, making his color beautiful and charming.

The sound of breathing gradually became heavier, Bai Chen closed her eyes intoxicated, her hands tightly clasped Zhao Yan's shoulders, and a comfortable groan came out of her mouth involuntarily.

I don't know how long it took before Zhao Yan gasped and restrained himself from pulling Bai Chen's lips and teeth. At some point, fine and dense sweat overflowed from his forehead, and the breath sprayed on Bai Chen's face became extremely hot.

"Baby." He called Bai Chen in a hoarse voice.

Bai Chen opened her eyes, her eyes were full of dewy and seductive lust, her face was stained with a thin layer of beautiful pink, and her pink lips, which had been loved too much, turned bright red The alluring, seductive pick.

Zhao Yan almost couldn't control it and leaned over again.

His throat twitched, and he finally suppressed the crazily surging desire in his heart.

Not yet, there are guests outside.

Bai Chen didn't have Zhao Yan's control, since he came to this world, he hasn't been so close to Zhao Yan for a long time.

He had missed this intimacy for a long time.

He pouted his lips again, and leaned towards Zhao Yan.

"Zhao Yan, I want more."

The soft and coquettish voice fell on Zhao Yan's heart, like the most powerful hammer in the world, smashing his proud self-control to pieces in an instant, leaving his mind in chaos, leaving only Bai Chen was alone.

Satisfy him!

Satisfy yourself too!

Raging desires clamored in his heart.

"Knock knock!"

The sudden knock on the door brought back Zhao Yan's lost sanity and broke the charm in the room.

"Zhao Langjun, it's time to come out and toast."

Zhao Yan kissed the corner of Bai Chen's mouth with some regret: "Baby, wait for me to come back."

Bai Chen pouted dissatisfiedly, but still remembered Ruan Ahmai's advice, so she nodded unwillingly.

"Kiss me again, go again." Bai Chen said, looking at Zhao Yan with aggrieved and expectant eyes.

Zhao Yan smiled, leaned over again restrainedly, put Bai Chen's lips in his mouth, briefly blended with Bai Chen's lips and teeth, and then retreated restrainedly.

"good."

He kissed Bai Chen's cheek.

Bai Chen nodded, hooking Zhao Yan's fingers reluctantly: "You have to come back quickly, I'll wait for you."

"Okay, shall I let Biqing come in and talk to you?"

"Uh-huh."

After comforting Bai Chen, Zhao Yan withdrew from the red hijab, tidied up Bai Chen's hijab and the messy wedding dress on her body just now due to some fierce kisses, then carefully picked up Bai Chen, put her on the bed, and separated Putting on the hijab and kissing Bai Chen's forehead, he walked out of the new house with some reluctance, stepping back and forth.

Bai Chen sat quietly on the bed, raised her hands, covered her mouth, slowly recalled the long-lost kiss, and laughed foolishly.

Wait a minute, it's the bridal chamber.

Really Want.