Strong favor from the paranoid

The wedding date was set on May No. 20. The wedding ceremony was held in the manor. The master of ceremonies and guests were all set. Su Yihe personally signed the wedding invitation with a string of big characters.

Tang Shen looked at the wedding invitations for a long time, and finally resisted not secretly keeping one.

Everything went smoothly. The suits that Su Yihe and Tang Shen made earlier were also ready, both in Chinese and Western styles. During the day they wore black and white suits to go through the process, and at night they wore festive classical Chinese style groom's suits to enter the bridal chamber.

The night before the wedding, Tang Shen was very excited, his heart was beating, tossing and turning, and he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.

Su Yihe was so disturbed that he pinned him under me and said viciously: "Be quiet, don't force me to be rough."

Tang Shen was not in the mood to joke with Su Yihe, he said: "It doesn't matter, you can't touch me tonight, or it will be your fault if I can't get up tomorrow."

Su Yihe said: "Then close your eyes and sleep obediently."

Tang Shen wanted to sleep too, but he couldn't.

He said: "I can't sleep, you coax me."

Su Yihe patted Tang Shen's back helplessly, his movements were extremely skillful, so it was not the first time he coaxed Tang Shen.

In the past, Tang Shen could fall asleep under Su Yihe's rhythmic comfort, but when he closed his eyes tonight, his mind was in a mess, thinking wildly all the time.

Tang Shen said, "Honey, I'm so nervous, what should I do?"

Su Yihe sighed, turned his shoulders, pressed his lips against his lips, and gave a wet French kiss.

It was not until each other had difficulty breathing that they leaned on each other and panted heavily.

Su Yihe embraced Tang Shen tightly in his arms, patted Tang Shen on the shoulder, and said, "Sleep, Mr. Tang, and bring your handsome husband home tomorrow."

Tang Shen gave a absent-minded hum, absorbing the scent from Su Yihe's body.

Smelling the faint scent of grass and trees on the man's body, Tang Shen unconsciously fell asleep.

Early the next morning, the alarm clock woke up a newlywed couple who had slept for less than six hours.

Su Yihe got up first to tidy himself up, then picked up Tang Shen from the bed, carried him to the bathroom to wash and change his clothes.

With the end of a sweet good morning kiss, Tang Shen also woke up completely.

Looking at the man in the mirror with soft hair drooping on his forehead and spring-like brows, he frowned, and wanted to pick up hairspray to comb his hair and make himself look handsome.

Su Yihe couldn't see what Tang Shen was thinking, so he grabbed the hairspray in his hand and said, "Don't worry about it, there are professional makeup artists outside, and I'll let them make you look more handsome."

Hearing this, Tang Shen followed Su Yihe outside.

The makeup artist had been waiting in the living room early in the morning. When he saw the two handsome newcomers coming down, he got up and said hello.

Su Yihe took him to the upstairs room and said, "I'm sorry to trouble you."

"No trouble, no trouble." The makeup artist said, "It's my honor to be able to dress up these two handsome newcomers."

The looks of both of them belong to the high-end type, and the makeup artist just made a little embellishment to make the couple look perfect.

It was the first time for the make-up artist to see such a suitable newcomer, so she couldn't resist asking to take a group photo of them as a publicity.

Su Yihe didn't have any objections, so he looked at Tang Shen and asked him.

Tang Shen readily agreed, and after seeing the photo, he asked the makeup artist to pass it on to him, and he would wash it out and hang it in their wedding room.

Before the wedding started, Su Yihe went out to welcome the guests first, and when he saw the old man coming, he was stunned on the spot.

The old man had been in a car accident before, and his legs were not easy to move. Most of the time he was in a wheelchair. Today he was wearing a bright red formal suit. With the support of the bodyguards, he got out of the car and walked towards him step by step.

Su Yihe was very moved, and hurried forward to help the old man, and took him to the front row of the guest seats to sit down.

At the beginning of the wedding, Su Yihe and Tang Shen exchanged rings, hugged and kissed amidst applause and blessings.

The evening light shone on every corner of the manor. Tang Shen, who had been walking back and forth for a day, lay exhausted on the marriage bed. After resting for half an hour, he changed into a Chinese-style wedding dress and went downstairs to socialize.

Su Yihe was down there a long time ago, reeking of alcohol, but not drunk, and able to protect Tang Shen from drinking.

Tang Shen has a good capacity for alcohol, and most people really can't get him drunk.

Although he was very happy to see Su Yihe protecting him so desperately, but he was afraid that Su Yihe would get drunk, so he leaned close to the man's ear and whispered, "Take it easy, we have to enter the bridal chamber at night!"

Hearing this, Su Yihe's eyes darkened, and even his breathing became a little heavier.

Tang smiled deeply, turned around and took champagne to drink with the guests.

Bratt and the others all came over to clink glasses with him, and when they saw Su Yihe coming to take him upstairs, they all wanted to experience a Chinese-style bridal chamber, so they all followed.

Under the booing of the crowd, Su Yihe took two goblets and drank a cup of wine with Tang Shen, and Tang Shen took a sip, and then sent a few large red envelopes in the WeChat group, driving everyone away Go out, close the door and admire his groom alone.

Tang Shen drank a lot at night, his fair cheeks were flushed, his beautiful peach eyes were full of ripples and filled with water vapor.

If you don't get drunk, everyone gets drunk, Su Yihe pushed Tang Shen down on the bed, peeled off his wedding clothes layer by layer, and kissed his face.

His lips were a little hot, Su Yihe frowned, and then remembered that Tang Shen hadn't removed his makeup yet, so he patiently carried him to the bathroom to wash.

As a result, the washing took more than an hour.

At the same time, Alan Vague, who was helping to clean up the venue downstairs, was stalked by a drunkard.

The alcoholic was surprisingly strong, he was pulling his skirt like a chicken, Balabala said something, as if he couldn't find the guest's house.

Alan Wagga had an impression of this handsome gentleman, knowing that he was a friend of his husband, who arranged to stay at the manor at night, so he took him to the guest room on the second floor in a good-tempered manner.

The alcoholic was very cooperative at first, but he didn't expect to press Alan Wagga against the cold wall as soon as he entered the room.

Where did Alan Wagay have experienced such a thing, he screamed out in fright, but was soon covered by Yu Yanyu Yan Yuyan.

He widened his eyes in fear, begging the gentleman to let him go, and not to do excessive things to him.

It's a pity that a drunkard doesn't have any reason, he can do whatever he wants, and he doesn't care so much.

In the eyes of Mr. Lake, the boy in front of him is so cute. The frightened look of a little lamb makes him want to turn into a big bad wolf, let him see the dangers of society, and know what will happen if he brings a man into the room casually what happened.

The distance between the two is very close, breathing intertwined, as long as one of them moves a little further, they can kiss each other's lips.

Alan Wagga shrank back in fright, but unfortunately there was a wall behind him, and he couldn't shrink back no matter how he shrank.

The more he resisted, the more excited Mr. Lake became.

At first, Alan Wagga was still favored by Mr. Lake.

Probably because he was really drunk, Mr. Lake would only grind on his mouth, he was so shocked that he forgot to move, as if he had been cast by a spell, he was fixed at the original position.

It wasn't until Mr. Lake fell that Alan Wagga reacted and reached out to support him in time.

Dragging the unconscious Mr. Lake to the big bed, Alan Wagga was sweating all over.

He wiped the sweat off his face and fled the room in a hurry.

Running downstairs, Alan Wagga touched his beating heart, and suddenly remembered that the two gentlemen in the manor also drank a lot of wine tonight, so he quickly asked the kitchen to boil sober soup and served it to them.

When he reached the third floor, he knocked on the door, but got no response. He thought that the gentlemen should rest, but he didn't expect that the door was opened just two steps away.

Mr. Su Yihe, whose hair was still dripping, came out and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Ah?" Allen Waga said blankly: "It's nothing, I just came to deliver hangover soup, did you bother Mr.?"

That's not true. After Su Yihe came out of the bathroom, he also wanted to come out to the kitchen to make a bowl of hangover soup. He didn't expect that Alan Wagall was so considerate and brought it here.

With a rare thank you, he took the tray from Alan Wagga, said to take a rest early, and walked in again.

Alan Wagga finished the last work and didn't continue to be busy for a while. He returned to his room, took a hot bath and curled up on the big bed.

Since he came to the manor, he has started to live a good life. There are hot baths to wash, big beds to lie on, and delicious food to eat all you can eat.

He is very grateful to the two gentlemen for their kindness to him. The only thing he can do is to care about them in details.

Today is my husband's big day, and he is also very happy, but he didn't expect that he would be treated lightly by a drunkard.

The alcoholic had great strength, pressing him against the wall forcefully, and the male hormones rushed to his face, making him almost unable to stand up.

If the other party wanted to force him, he probably couldn't resist. Unfortunately, after a kiss that wasn't considered a kiss, the man actually fell asleep.

Alan Wagga touched his lips, tossed and turned on the bed, and finally got up and went to the kitchen to cook a bowl of hangover soup and send it to the gentleman.

The strange and handsome gentleman had already fallen asleep. He sat on the edge of the bed and watched for a long time before deciding to pour the hangover soup into his mouth.

When he finally helped the gentleman to sit on the head of the bed, the gentleman suddenly opened his eyes, and the deep green eyes looked at him faintly.

Alan Wagga took a few steps back in shock and almost fell to the ground.

After a while, the gentleman closed his eyes again. He tentatively approached and found that the other party was still drunk. Then he boldly approached, picked up the bowl on the bedside table, and gave the gentleman a mouthful. hello.

A bowl of hangover soup was drained, and Alan Wagall did not stay any longer. What he did tonight had exhausted all his guts.

It doesn't matter if he is interested in sex or really cares about that gentleman, that's all he dares to do.