Lord Yama please let me go

The new judge, Jiu Zhan, sat on the throne of the King of Hades, with the new King of Hades in his arms.

"Miaomiao, my real name is Song Wanwan. I was originally the daughter of the admiral of Jiangnan. When I was 17 years old, my family fell into ruin. Because I couldn't bear to be bullied, I jumped into the river."

The warm breath hit Lan Miaomiao's earworms, and with Song Wanwan's low-pitched tone, there seemed to be a charmingly smiling Jiangnan woman in front of Lan Miaomiao's eyes.

"Song Wanwan..." Lan Miaomiao whispered the name, "Song Wanwan's name sounds so gentle and moving."

"Ah."

Sensing Song Wanwan's low pressure, Lan Miaomiao turned around and looked at each other, both of them were a little excited.

Lan Miaomiao's soft hand brushed across Song Wanwan's sharp eyebrows, her smile was bright, and her voice was sweet: "However, I think the name Yan Luo is more suitable for you, Yan Luo Yan Luo, this is the one that is worthy of your picture." A domineering face."

Song Wanwan held down the evil little hand on her face, her eyes were beating dark and unknown flames, her throat was rolling, and her voice became a little hoarse: "Okay, from now on, I will be Yama of you alone."

The deep and hoarse voice was like a feather plucking at Lan Miaomiao's heart, her eyes sparkled, and her rosy lips parted slightly, "Should we complete the rest of the inheritance?"

Lan Miaomiao looked at the gradually evil smile on Song Wanwan's face, and her breath was suffocated. Sure enough, Yan Luo was worthy of her name. She was so beautiful and soul-stirring.

"No hurry." Song Wanwan hugged Lan Miaomiao, who was half limp, "I'll take you to a place."

Lan Miaomiao didn't know that there was such a place hidden in the underworld.

Lan Miaomiao's heart skipped a beat on the exquisitely trimmed red "Xi" character on the window. She secretly looked at Song Wanwan beside her, only to find that Song Wanwan was looking at herself with a smile.

Lan Miaomiao's heart speeded up violently, a sweet feeling rippling in her heart.She hurriedly looked away, only to find two exquisite wedding dresses hanging on the side, and she felt that her heart was about to suffocate.

"I was only seventeen when the accident happened, and I have always had regrets about marriage. When I met you, I knew it was impossible, so I prepared this wedding room." Song Wanwan grabbed Lan Miaomiao's hand slightly, " I sew every stitch and thread of this wedding dress myself, and I have always imagined how you would look in it."

Lan Miaomiao's eyes moved, and it seemed that she and Song Wanwan were standing side by side in vermilion wedding dresses before her eyes.

The carved and simple wooden windows were decorated with vermilion curtains, and the phoenix blankets were neatly stacked on the bed. Lan Miaomiao's eyes were a little blurred, she bit her lips, and the slight pain forced her mind to have a little clarity.

"Will you wear it? Be my most beautiful bride."

Lan Miaomiao only felt that the last gleam of clarity in her mind had disappeared, and her eyes were blurred. Following the dense water vapor, she could see the nervous expression on Song Wanwan's always delicate and coquettish face.

She wasn't alone in being so nervous.The smile on Lan Miaomiao's face stretched a little, and she slightly nodded slightly.

"thorn"

The clothes she was wearing turned into pieces of fabric along Song Wanwan's slender fingers.

Lan Miaomiao exclaimed, trying to block the boundless spring scenery.

"Let me help you put on your wedding dress."

With a hoarse voice, Song Wanwan carefully put on the complicated wedding dress for Lan Miaomiao, and her warm fingers inadvertently brushed gently across her delicate skin, causing waves of trembling.

"Have you learned it?" Song Wanwan suppressed the flames in her eyes, looked at the charming and charming person in front of her, and held her breath.

Lan Miaomiao looked at Song Wanwan suspiciously, and saw her take off her clothes.

"Serve me to change my clothes."

Serve me, rang in Lan Miaomiao's ears, her face turned red from the vermilion wedding dress.She plucked up her courage and tiptoed to gently leave marks on Song Wanwan's mouth.

The soft kiss was like a soft feather passing by the corner of her mouth, but Song Wanwan felt that her sanity was about to burst, and the corner of her mouth unconsciously brought up a smile, no longer waiting for Lan Miaomiao's service, and quickly changed into the wedding dress , "Don't worry."

She leaned over to Lan Miaomiao's ear, and a charming voice sounded: "Tonight, you belong to me."

Holding Lan Miaomiao's hand and sitting on the edge of the bed, Song Wanwan waved her wide sleeves, and the surroundings became dark, only the flame of the dragon and phoenix candle kept beating.

The dim candlelight illuminated the room into an ambiguous color, and Lan Miaomiao looked at Song Wanwan who was getting closer and closer to her, covering her lips with red.

The cold liquid was sent into her mouth along the smooth and tender tongue, and Lan Miaomiao swallowed it before she could react. The sweet wine spread in her chest, and Lan Miaomiao couldn't help but licked the corner of her mouth.

Song Wanwan's eyes darkened, and she pulled Lan Miaomiao to deepen the kiss infinitely.

"After drinking the wine, we are considered married."

A soft sentence, but like a hot flame, it burned out what was in the minds of the two of them.The breathing of the two gradually became rapid, Song Wanwan no longer suppressed herself, as soon as she raised her hand, the wedding dress she put on fell off one by one.

Lan Miaomiao, whose consciousness was blurred by the strong feeling shock, could only hold Song Wanwan's hair helplessly, the fiery red curtain above her head seemed to start to spin, and her tightly closed lips seemed to be unbearable anymore, slowly opened, tactfully The sound echoed in the room one by one...