Chapter 1996: Ancient Tomb Beads (51)

"I'm worried that my wife can't find me," he said, his voice was light and light. He seemed to be a little wronged and muttered. "Or I found a lady, but my wife has never heard of me, I don't want me..."
The poor appearance of the poor, let Yu Chu subconsciously want to reach out and smooth the scars between his eyebrows.
But her hand is still in his hand, slightly moving, Xu Shen will bite the lip, the thin lips are slightly open, and the voice is helpless. "Mrs. I want to move, can I say in advance?"
Yu Chu suddenly reddened a face.
She wanted to retract her hand, but she didn't dare to move. She had to look at the candlelight, the beautiful face of the cloud.
"Before getting into the family, I won't touch my wife." Xu Shen whispered, the beautiful arc of the tail is like a light wind, cold and stunned, and the whisper is like a spoiled general. "Mrs. Help me, how are you?"

Yu Chu was held with a spoiled, and the expression on his face was finally helpless. The string of beads is like a seal. After it is removed, it is not normal. It is only when the beads are put back on his wrist that this person will be normal.
Yu Chu squinted at the beads.
The string of beads was placed in front of the Buddha statue, a little far away from her. It is impossible to get it easily...
Xu Shen seems to know what she is thinking, and her lips are like laughing and laughing. "Mr., you better not touch it. That thing will kill the seven passions, until the wearer is like a Buddha, no sadness."
Yu Chu blinked, "Would you wear it?"
"I just want to kill the killings." Xu Shen's voice is gentle. "It doesn't really have too much emotion when you wear it, but it doesn't work if you meet a lady..."
His warm, jade-like hands gently buckled the girl's fingertips, and the breathing was slightly rushed.
There are fine sweat beads on the forehead, which are lined with the scorpion of the breeze, and the mist is blurred.
Yu Chu can't refuse.
She now knows all the hidden feelings and naturally feels moved. Mr. Xu said that he would wait for the millennium for a thousand years, but he did not even know whether the prophecy was true.
If it is empty, I will wait for an empty space.
It turned out that the seemingly weird underground palace wedding, but it has a thousand years of thought.
She buried her face on the shoulder of Xu Shen, and the voice was lowered a lot. "I want to go to bed."
It’s too shameful to stand at the table.
Xu Shen was indifferent and looked at the surprised, and even laughed low. "Yes, listen to my wife."
Yu Chu's waist fell to the table, but the next second suddenly vacated, the man gently put her on the bed in the room.
The layer of fine yarn covers the outside candlelight.
There was a beautiful gasping in the bed, the sound did not have notes, but some broken and unstable atmosphere, but also sounded and eroded, and there was an irresistible tide.
It took a long time to end, and the girl was in the arms of the beautiful woman, and her fingers were still shaking, and the man was holding it with a chuckle. Xu Shen’s voice was dull and lame, and the blush on his face had not faded:
The lady has worked hard.

Yu Chu twisted his face and didn't want to care for him.
The man's white fingertips evoke her long hair. The girl’s cheeks are wet sweat beads, and long hair sticks to the neck. He smirked at his lips and shouted: "I have sweat, my wife just started, how can I..."
Didn’t listen to him, Yu Chu didn’t push the person away.
I don’t think it’s hot?

Xu Shen smiled, and slowly, "the east wing is warm in winter and cool in summer, and now it is not yet in summer..."
Yu Chu: "You shut up!"
Xu Shenxi said nothing.
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I, apply for it in the early morning