Modi.love speechless

Under the circumstances that they are men and do not need to cover their heads, a couple of newlyweds are surrounded by the crowd and arrive at the ancestral hall in the village.

I don't know if it's because they received the same education before, the moment they saw each other, their handsome faces turned red; half embarrassment, half shyness.

Sikong Mo glanced at Yin Tianao, then lowered his head uncomfortably, trying to hide the blush on his face:

Could it be that you really want to be with Ao tonight and do the things in the book?However, he and Ao Tong are men, which one should be on top and which one should be on the bottom?It stands to reason that he is the king of Tianxie, and he should be somewhat nobler than Ao's son of Lan Qi, and it is only natural that he is superior; but--Ao is fully ten years older than him, so there is no need for him to be subordinate...

What should we do?

Sikong Mo subconsciously turned to the crowd, looking for something.Finally, at the corner of the ancestral hall, I found Wen Xuan who was expressionless.

Reflexively, Sikong Mo asked him eagerly with his eyes.

Wen Xuan and Feng Yanxi have been brothers for so long, so they should know how to deal with it. Moreover, he also gave him the book, so he must understand the content of it very well, right?

Si Kongmo simply regarded Wen Xuan as a life-saving straw, and kept winking at him.

Wen Xuan had a dark face, pretending not to see, not only averted her eyes, but also quietly withdrew from the wedding.

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Wen Xuan left on his own, and Sikong Mo couldn't leave Yin Tianao behind to chase, so he had to interrupt the idea of ​​asking others.

In fact, it can be discussed with Ao, right?After all, after the salute, they will be husband and wife, what can't they study together?

Yes, just do it!

Sikong Mo kept pondering in his mind, and followed Xi Niang's order with his body, knelt down and worshiped.

After thinking for a long time in a daze, Sikong Mo simply gave up - being able to marry Yin Tianao is already his greatest satisfaction, so if Ao refuses to step down, it's no big deal for him to be down... (== Xiao Momo is so open-minded!)

As long as you can be with Ao, it will be fine!

Sikong Mo turned his head and stared at Yin Tianao secretly. It was not until the latter turned his head belatedly, met his eyes, and smiled softly back, that he felt a little relieved.

I hope this wedding will not be a mistake;

I hope this wedding is not the beginning of their eternal separation;

I hope that he and he can spend a lifetime together in the end, and never repeat the tragedy of their fathers and kings...

Sikong Mo's mind was turning back and forth, and Yin Tianao who was beside him seemed to be following the rules on the surface, but his heart was no more free than Sikong Mo's.

According to the etiquette that was memorized a few days ago, Yin Tianao was still so cold and expressionless.Fortunately, the festive atmosphere in the room and the bright red cloth softened the lines of his face a lot.

However, no one noticed that Yin Tianao's usually condensed eyes flashed a few panics quickly, and his face gradually turned pale.

I don't know, what is he thinking in his heart at this moment?

The two of them had their own thoughts, and they were at the mercy of everyone, without any consciousness of regaining their autonomy.After finally escaping and returning to the new house, it was already the treetops on the moon.

Until the people in the house had dispersed, and there were only two statues left on one side of the bed, the beautiful wedding night had just arrived at this moment.

Outside the window, insects were buzzing, and the two people in the room did not dare to make any noise. They sat there nervously, as if they did not want to break the tranquility of the room...

until-

"Xiaomo──"

"Proud---"

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So...I have to say....This is a simple wedding....Very simple...after a little highlight...the urge to delete...TAT... .

Forgive me everyone....Trust the point is not the wedding...it's the wedding night...  

escape......