found a fool

It was already night, and the red candles lit beautiful sparks. The husband who was about to get married today was sitting upright on the bed. His red hijab covered his beautiful face, and he could barely see a part of his fair neck.

Xia Liyang couldn't stand this kind of custom, but thinking about Zhao Xiaoyi, he still endured it. There was nothing he could do about it. If he liked someone, he had to change something for him.

Zhao Xiaoyi managed to get away from the group of people who were trying to get him drunk, and was about to go in, when he turned around again, Xia Liyang noticed the movement, couldn't help but lifted his hijab to look, only to see that it was thrown on the door and window The shadow gradually recedes.

This... you despise him before you get married?Xia Liyang wanted to vomit.

It wasn't long before Zhao Xiaoyi came back. He pushed the door open almost impatiently, but walked in very lightly, as if he was disturbed by something. He first glanced at the bed to make sure that Fulang was still there, and then went to pick it up. Xi Cheng slowly approached Xia Liyang.

It's time to pick up the red hijab...... Zhao Xiaoyi's breathing trembled, he held Xicheng very close, staring at the hijab very seriously, but the movement of raising the hijab was light and slow, the first thing that caught his eyes was The fair chin, then the lips printed with red paper, then the tall nose bridge, and finally...

It was the bright eyes that were looking at him with a smile, and there was tender affection in them.

At this moment, he was nervous and didn't know what to do. He stared at Xia Liyang for a long time, then turned around in a panic, picked up the two glasses of wine he caught, and handed one of them to Xia Liyang.

"Drink... hand over a glass of wine." Zhao Xiaoyi stammered, asking Xia Liyang to drink half a glass first, and then exchange.

Don't worry, Xia Liyang snorted twice: "I haven't done what I want to do yet!"

Zhao Xiaoyi had no choice but to put down the wine and asked Xia Liyang what he was going to do.

"You go to the bed." Xia Liyang watched him sit down, and picked up the red hijab that Zhao Xiaoyi had just picked out: "Sit down, don't move!" Then he put the red hijab on Zhao Xiaoyi.

So Zhao Xiaoyi's eyes were only red, he waited for a while, Xicheng picked up the edge of the hijab from below, and when he reached the top, he saw his husband looking at him with a smile on his face.

"I picked your hijab, and you are mine!" Xia Liyang said: "From now on, the sky and the earth will be big, you are my lover, and the person I want to spend my whole life with."

"From now on, the sky and the earth are big, and you are my only husband," Zhao Xiaoyi imitated Xia Liyang's words and said, "I will spend the rest of my life with you, and we will never leave each other forever."

Xia Liyang was flirtatious but was flirtatious. He coughed lightly, not wanting to admit that he blushed a little, and his heart was still pounding.

What's more... Xia Liyang refused to admit defeat, took a step back, and suddenly knelt down on one knee. Zhao Xiaoyi was extremely surprised, and was about to help him up when Xia Liyang took out a ring.

At this moment, Xia Liyang found that he had completely forgotten all the lines he had planned, and he could only choke out a sentence: "What...Zhao Xiaoyi, are you willing to let me use this ring to lock you up?"

Zhao Xiaoyi didn't understand that this was a custom, but he could still understand Xia Liyang's words, so he nodded quickly: "Yes!"

Xia Liyang looked at the ring, and secretly wiped away the tears from his eyes. It's better not to cry on a happy day... No matter if the other party is a man or a woman, he will always have someone to put the ring on.

Zhao Xiaoyi didn't understand the meaning of the rings, nor did he know how much Xia Liyang valued the pair of rings, let alone how much nostalgia Xia Liyang entrusted to them, he just thought about putting the pair of rings away as tokens of love.

Then, he had been waiting for a long time to exchange glasses of wine.

Xia Liyang drank half a glass, Zhao Xiaoyi looked at him eagerly, afraid that if he refused to give him the wine, he would not be able to complete the steps of marriage, Xia Liyang raised his eyebrows, thinking of teasing him a bit.

"Bring a glass of wine... do you know how to drink it?" he asked.

Zhao Xiaoyi nodded, not understanding why Xia Liyang refused to exchange wine glasses with him for so long, but Xia Liyang stretched out his hand: "Give me your half glass."

Zhao Xiaoyi reluctantly handed the wine glass to Xia Liyang, instead of looking at the wine, he looked at Xia Liyang eagerly, for fear that the husband he had so hard to marry would suddenly refuse to marry.

Xia Liyang poured Zhao Xiaoyi's glass into his own and shook it again. Zhao Xiaoyi breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could finish his breath, Xia Liyang casually threw his glass on the table.

"Li Yang..." Zhao Xiaoyi's mood was ups and downs, and he was terrified by Xia Liyang's actions.

Xia Liyang smiled brightly: "I'll teach you how to drink."

As he spoke, he poured the whole glass of wine into his mouth, then pushed Zhao Xiaoyi to lie on his back on the bed, then bent down, kissed Zhao Xiaoyi's lips, and when his lips and tongue met, the wine was also fed in.

Zhao Xiaoyi was pressed on his body by his husband, his lips and teeth were full of mellow wine, his arms were vainly wrapped around Xia Liyang's waist, he felt in a daze as if he was in a dream, and he forgot to turn against the guest.

"Pfft——" Xia Liyang sat up straight, just on Zhao Xiaoyi's waist, he didn't bother to get down, he just laughed: "Zhao Xiaoyi, why didn't I find you so funny before?"

As he spoke, he suddenly thought of something, took Zhao Xiaoyi's hand and sniffed it, and asked doubtfully, "Have you taken a bath?"

"Well, you don't like the smell of alcohol, so..." Under the dim candlelight, the young husband looked as good-looking as a seductive seductress, Zhao Xiaoyi couldn't help but look away, not daring to look more.

Xia Liyang's hand reached his neck, pointing to the collar that was wet with the wine that dripped down just now, and said: "Then you have been washed in vain, and you still smell of alcohol."

"Hmm..." Zhao Xiaoyi responded, and set his gaze on Xia Liyang's face and body, looking down inch by inch, almost wanting to stare at Xia Liyang—he finally realized that this was his little husband , he can look at it for a lifetime.

Before Xia Liyang noticed anything, he teased him and said, "Then do you want to wash it again?"

"I'll wash it later..." Zhao Xiaoyi's voice was hoarse, and he turned over abruptly, pressing Xia Liyang under him: "I'll wash it tomorrow, anyway...it's still going to be dirty." .”

His voice became lower and lower, and finally disappeared at the moment when his lips touched Xia Liyang, and his hands had already penetrated into Xia Liyang's clothes, stroking the delicate and soft skin.

Clothes were taken off one by one, and the red candle was blown out at some point. There were panting and groaning sounds in the darkness, which didn't stop until the middle of the night. A couple of lovers embraced each other and fell asleep on the bed.

At the last moment of falling asleep, Xia Liyang thought inexplicably: Zhao Xiaoyi's bath was really for nothing.