20demayo Chapter 421 New Year Special (2)
Chapter 421 New Year Special (2)
"We drank a lot, but we're not drunk yet. We haven't even had a wedding night yet, so how can we leave?"
But one guest didn't want to leave and shouted loudly, and the other guests immediately responded.
Outside the bridal chamber, Fu Weihao glanced at the guests coldly. His eyes were as cold as the ice in the Far North, so cold that they could freeze people instantly, making them feel terrified and want to tremble.
"That's right, we are drunk and need to go back home to rest. We will go back now... There is no need for your servants to see us off, we can go back by ourselves." A guest called out in recognition, with fear in his voice.
"Yes, yes, yes." The other guests nodded in agreement quickly and dispersed like birds and beasts. In just a moment, all the guests who originally wanted to come to the bridal chamber to make trouble were gone.
In the room, Song Cenyue was full of doubts. What happened? Why did the guests who originally didn't want to leave and wanted to make trouble in the bridal chamber all want to go back?
And judging from their voices, they were obviously afraid of something.
What did Fu Weihao do?
"Creaky--" the door rang, and the bride pushed it open, saying respectfully to Fu Weihao, "My Lord, please come in!"
After Fu Weihao entered the room, the bridesmaid and a group of maids and servants also came in.
"Please take off the veil, groom!" The bridesmaid shouted in a festive voice, took the jade ruyi held by the maid, and handed it to Fu Weihao.
Fu Weihao came in front of Song Cenyue and lifted the veil on Song Cenyue's head with the jade ruyi in his hand.
The moment she saw Fu Weihao's face, Song Cenyue was slightly distracted and her heart skipped a beat.
The man in front of him was very tall and straight, as majestic as a pine tree standing on the top of a mountain. His straight and upright tiger body was wrapped in a luxurious red wedding robe with gold edges and embroidered with countless auspicious clouds and auspicious beasts. He exuded a strong noble and domineering aura, which was so overwhelming that people couldn't help but want to surrender.
He looks very heroic, with deep facial features as if carved with a knife, sword-like eyebrows, eyes like stars, and is extremely handsome, able to charm any woman.
His eyes were unusually beautiful, his amber pupils were noble and mysterious, yet they exuded a chill that made his expressionless, stern face look even colder, making people feel fearful, yet unable to help being fascinated and wanting to get close to him, even if it would be like flying moths into a flame.
After Song Cenyue came back to her senses, she thought to herself: No wonder so many women in the capital like him, he is such a rare handsome man...
He looks better than I thought.
What a beautiful orchid in the valley! When Fu Weihao saw Song Cenyue's face, a flash of amazement flashed across his eyes.
Her face is as white as snow, beautiful and delicate, as pure and beautiful as an orchid in a valley, elegant and dignified, but there is a gorgeous charm between her eyebrows, and her beautiful eyes are like autumn water, with a variety of charm. When people look at her, they feel as if there is a cat's claw scratching their heart.
itch!
"Please ask the bride and groom to drink the wedding wine!" sang the bridesmaid.
The maidservant at the side immediately brought over two ladles with ribbons tied to the handles. The ladles were filled with fine wine. The maid respectfully handed one of the ladles to Fu Weihao and the other to Song Cenyue.
Song Cenyue and Fu Weihao drank the wedding wine under the festive words sung by the matchmaker. After they drank the wedding wine, the maid beside them hurried to collect the two gourds, buckled the two gourds together and wrapped them with a ribbon. This is called "linking the gourds with a lock", which symbolizes that the two people are tied together in love and will never be separated.
"You guys go back!" Fu Weihao waved to the bridesmaid and the maids and servants.
"Yes." The matchmaker and the maids and servants bowed and then left.
Suddenly, Fu Weihao and Song Cenyue were the only ones left in the room. The atmosphere became subtle. Song Cenyue suddenly felt a little embarrassed. Suddenly, she saw Fu Weihao reaching out his hand towards her.
What was he going to do? Song Cenyue instinctively wanted to hide, but she found that Fu Weihao's hand was going up to her head, and the next second, her veil was taken off by him.
Although he had lifted her veil, he did not take it off.
Fu Weihao's heart felt like it was being scratched by a cat's claws again, and even more severely than before.
Without the veil, the brocade and gold-embellished phoenix crown on her head was revealed. Paired with the gorgeous green and gold phoenix and peony wedding dress, she looked even more beautiful. She was the most beautiful woman in the world.
Suddenly, her charming eyes turned and looked into his eyes, full of charm and allure, as if she was seducing him...
"Let's take a break!" Fu Weihao reached out to untie Song Cenyue's wedding dress.
Song Cenyue was confused. What was he doing? Why was he unbuttoning his dress? He said let's take a break. Did he want to spend the wedding night with her?
Oops, she's not ready yet.
Although she liked him and wanted to marry him, she was not ready to do that kind of thing with him.
Before she got married, her mother made her read books on that kind of thing, which was so embarrassing.
"You..." Song Cenyue wanted to stop Fu Weihao and ask him to wait, but before she could say the word "wait", the tall and strong tiger body had already attacked her, and his lips as thin as a knife had already imprinted on her red lips.
"Um..." Song Cenyue wanted to push him away, but just as she was about to reach out her hand, a domineering and fierce kiss came like a storm and quickly swallowed her up. She felt dizzy and her whole body was numb and soft.
Under the man's fierce plunder, she soon became completely soft, her brain turned into paste, and her body turned into a pool of water, ready for him to taste and pick...
The night was deep, but spring was in full swing. The clouds and rain were rolling on the couch, so intense that the moon outside the window was ashamed and could not bear to look anymore, so it hid behind the clouds...
……
The afternoon sun was exceptionally bright, like fine gold dust sprinkled into the room, illuminating the fiery red wedding couch. The woman lying on the couch had a graceful figure, and her beautiful shoulders and snow-white back were both covered with a few ambiguous red plum blossoms.
The red plum goes all the way down, even to the slender and charming waist, and finally disappears in the middle. I'm afraid there is something below the waist, which arouses endless reverie.
“No more…let me go…”