Chapter 66: Make up

There was an endless stream of people drinking wine at the wedding banquet, and even the white water was enough to make people feel full. What's more, some people brought their own hip flasks. Lu Qipei drank more or less a few glasses and became a little drunk.
Seeing that he was about to deal with it, the atmosphere at the wedding banquet was just right, and Lu Qipei secretly rubbed his stomach, pretending to be drunk and get out.
At this time, the night was getting deeper, but the whole Lu Mansion was still brightly lit. The bright red lanterns shined with festive light, illuminating the road to the new house, and seemed to dispel the cold of this winter night, making people feel warm inexplicably.
Lu Qipei walked briskly towards the new house, his eyes swept inadvertently, but he caught a glimpse of something flying in the air as if something was falling down. She raised her hand and took it, but a small snowflake fell on her palm. She had not yet felt the coldness of the snowflake, and the latter had been melted by the warmth of her palm and turned into a faint water stain.
It's snowing...
Lu Qipei raised his head and glanced, not knowing what he had thought of, he was a little bit startled. But it was only a moment, and then she came back to her senses, speeded up her pace and walked towards the new house.
I met Qi Bo on the way, and the old housekeeper was busy for a long time because of today's wedding. I started preparing for the wedding two months earlier, and today helped usher in. Lu Qipei didn't see him for a whole day, thinking it wasn't until this moment.
But even so, Lu Qipei didn't want to see him at this time, because he appeared at this time probably because of the despair.
Lu Qipei was hesitating whether to step forward to say hello, but Qi Bo from a distance just stared at her twice, and turned away without waiting for her to step forward, which was rare and neat.
Lu Qipei looked at his old back and exhaled a little. The brain that was originally shrouded in drunkenness and the joy of marriage suddenly calmed down at this moment-she understood that Qi Bo was giving her the last reminder, but she and There is no secret in Qi Yang.
It is not melancholy or fortunate, all the emotions have been left behind by her, only one heart is still hot.
When Lu Qipei returned to his new house, the little snow outside had gradually become a trend, and it seemed that tonight was going to be a happy game. At this time, the night outside is getting deeper and colder, but there is still warmth in the new house.
Zhi Ting led a few waitresses in the new house. Seeing that Lu Qipei had finally returned, they saluted her.
Lu Qipei responded with a smile, and the smile on her face remained unchanged all day today. After that, there was no need for her to remind anything, Zhi Ting consciously led a few people back, and smoothly closed the door for the two of them.
Staring at the door for a second time, the nervous mood suddenly enveloped the whole heart.
Lu Qipei raised his hand and touched his cheeks that had already started to feel hot. He took a deep breath and turned and walked inside.
Qi Yang was waiting for her, his heavy auspicious clothes had not changed, and the bright makeup on his face had not changed. When they heard the sound and raised their eyes, the two met once again, but their eyes were full of smiles, with some shyness and satisfaction.
"A Ning." Lu Qipei whispered softly, as if afraid that speaking loudly would break the dream in front of him.
Qi Yang frowned and smiled, got up and came to her, then took her hand to the table: "Well, I'm here."
After two steps, Qi Yang looked back again, as if he could smell a light drink. Staring at Lu Qipei with a thin red face, she suddenly frowned and said: "You have been drinking? Hasn't someone changed your drink?"
Lu Qipei blinked and said honestly: "I don't drink much because someone else fell."
Qi Yang nodded when he heard the words, and then reached out and touched her face, her face became a little hot after drinking. But Lu Qipei didn't lie either. She was indeed not drunk. When she stood there and let Qi Yang touch her face, her eyes were sparkling, and her eyes were still hot.
Inexplicably, Qi Yang was a little uncomfortable by her, don't open his eyes and say, "It's good if you are not drunk."
After saying this, Qi Yang led the person to the table.
There are dragon and phoenix candles burning on the table. In addition, there is a pot of wine and two wine cups. Today, the two of them still have not drunk the wine. Now Qi Yang personally poured the wine, raised two wine cups, One of them was handed to Lu Qipei.
The so-called Hebujiu was originally made by cutting the gourd as a drinking vessel, and then connecting the handle with a thread. The husband and wife each hold a spoon to drink, which symbolizes that the husband and wife are connected as one. Because of the bitter taste of gourd, the wine becomes bitter when it is added, which also means that the husband and wife will share the joys and sorrows.
Lu Qipei took the drink and couldn't stop the thoughts appearing in his heart, and his gaze towards Qi Yang became softer.
It's just that I haven't drunk the wine, so I listened to Qi Yang's quietly said: "You owed me the Hebu Jiu, but I finally made up for it today."
This made Lu Qipei feel guilty of thinking about his previous life. At that time, she was not tempted by the princess, and suddenly wanted to marry her, panicking and evading herself. When she came back from the wedding banquet, she slept in drunkenness, not to mention that she was drinking, and even the bridal banquets owed her.
Fortunately, after Qi Yang didn't say anything, the two picked up the wine cups connected by the red line, looked at each other, and drank the Heshu wine together.
After drinking, Lu Qipei's eyes seemed to light up two more points. She said, "I owe you, and I can make up for it today."
Qi Yang finally changed into his heavy auspicious clothes, and only wore a red uniform to wash in the interior. There was still makeup on her face, and she had to wash her first if she wanted to rest, and Lu Qipei, who was tainted with alcohol, was also rushed to wash.
The warm water was left for a long time, and it became slightly cooler, but it was just enough to cool the burning cheeks when it hit the face.
Qi Yang washed his makeup, took the soft cloth next to the basin and wiped his cheeks, but he couldn't help feeling a little shy and nervous. All that came to mind inadvertently were Lu Qipei's words-I owe you, and I can make up for it today.
Xu was because the occasion was ambiguous when he was speaking, perhaps because the light in the eyes of the person speaking was so bright that Qi Yang couldn't help but want to get crooked.
Okay, on the wedding night, the bridal chamber banquet, nothing is crooked. But as long as she thinks that the two will take the next step further, she can't stop shy and hesitate while her heart is hot, so that she delays washing for a long time.
When Qi Yang finally returned to the inner room, he saw that Lu Qipei had already washed up and sat on the bedside waiting for her.
Probably because he was busy all day and drank alcohol, Lu Qipei, who was leaning on the bed, was obviously a little drowsy. She had a pair of star eyes half-open and half-closed, as if she could go to sleep at any time, but from time to time she opened her eyes and looked at the washing compartment. When Qi Yang appeared, her confused eyes seemed to flash, and she suddenly regained her spirit.
Opened his eyes and sat down again, Lu Qipei looked at Qi Yang who had finally returned, his eyes soft and well-behaved.
Qi Yang was almost bewildered by this look, and the previous shame and hesitation seemed to disappear at this moment. She walked up to Lu Qipei, raised her hand lightly on her shoulder, and called out softly, "Ape."
When the two of them sat and stood, Lu Qipei needed to look up at her when he heard the words.
At this time, Qi Yang took off her Ji suit and only wore her middle clothes. Her black hair was scattered, and her red hair made her skin white as snow. The princess who had removed her makeup did not reduce her demeanor by half, especially those beautiful eyes softly looking over, and she could almost see the affection in her eyes. Then Qi Yang suddenly curled his lips and smiled, accompanied by the swaying red candle, which seemed to have a different style.
Lu Qipei only felt that Qi Yang tonight was different from the past, and it looked particularly moving. Seeing her heart beating like a drum, seeing her head overwhelmed, seeing that she unknowingly held Qi Yang's hand, and then with a slight force, she dragged the person in front of her into her arms.
A surprise flashed across Qi Yang's face when he fell into her arms, and immediately raised his head but saw a face of embarrassment—mostly recovered, and Lu Qipei felt that he was Meng Lang before. At this moment, her drum-like heartbeat still hasn't calmed down, and she wants to let go, but she feels unwilling to let go. So he had to hug Qi Yang half-clap and half-hold, and froze there, not even knowing where to put his hands and feet.
This is really... dumb enough!
Qi Yang didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh for a while, but she didn't intend to get up just because of her immediate posture. She leaned comfortably in the arms of her husband, clasped Lu Qipei's shoulder with one hand, and gently raised Lu Qipei's chin to look at her with the other.
"Why, what do I want to do in my arms?" She asked straightforwardly.
Lu Qipei blushed, and it was getting redder. She felt the hand on her chin rubbing lightly, and then the delicate itching seemed to rush from her chin all the way into her heart, making her heart sore and itchy.
"I..." Lu Qipei said, his eyes erratic and he didn't know what to say, but his voice was a little dumb.
Qi Yang didn't worry, he just looked at her like that. Something seemed to be gradually emerging between the two of them, and something was slowly changing, and even the surrounding air seemed to become a bit hot.
Finally, the hand rubbing Lu Qipei's chin moved away. But before she felt disappointed, she felt that hand slashed all the way down her neck, and finally stopped on her skirt.
Qi Yang looked at her, as if he didn't know what to do with him: "It's getting late, it's time to sleep in peace."
Lu Qipei pressed his lips, his eyes were obedient and pure, and he was still a little nervous, as if he didn't know how to react. But immediately it felt like a small hand was pushed on her shoulder. It was obviously not strong, but it easily pushed her down.
The positions of the two changed instantly, and the strong one turned to Qi Yang.
She leaned over to her ears and whispered to her: "You said you want to replenish me, the bridal garland."
When the voice fell, she looked at the delicate earlobes in front of her, and wanted to move forward to kiss. But before she had time to move, she suddenly felt a whirlwind, and when she returned to her senses, there was a festive red tent before her.
She blinked and turned her eyes slightly, the eyes she met were still bright, obedient and pure...
Then the familiar Junxiu's face was close, and a soft kiss fell, and she wandered around.
Qi Yang breathed slightly, and then quickly lost his breath. She subconsciously hugged the slender waist of her body, but felt that a hand had already taken the opportunity to plunge in from under her skirt.
The slender and soft hands stroking the skin that was as thin as fat, causing some trembling inexplicably.