Chapter 792: Chic Wedding Night

Luo Qingyu knew what was going to happen next, and was very much looking forward to it.
But the person was extremely sleepy. Although she tried hard to stack her spirits, her eyelids seemed to be heavy and couldn't open—
sleepy! Unprecedented sleepiness-
In a confused way she felt like she was inside a warm quilt, a warm body hugs her, and a voice sounded like a stream of water in her ears: "Good, sleep, sleep ..."
His voice had a strange power of hypnosis, Luo Qingyu could not hold it anymore, and finally fell into a dreamland—
Di Shiyin embraced her in his arms, looked at her beautiful sleeping face, and sighed softly.
He naturally didn't want to let his wedding night go to waste, but after all, she was so long away from the soul, and her body was not entirely her, so she would be so drowsy after returning her soul. Her soul is fully integrated with this body again--
Anyway, she is already his wife, and some intimate days later, he is not in a hurry at this moment either--
Take off her burdensome wedding dress and hold her in her arms.
His ability to control himself was extremely strong, and he took a deep breath to stabilize his mind.
Hold her back in her arms, palms and her two small hands holding each other, a faint white light emerged from the palm of his hand, surrounded the two together-
This method of healing is very convenient and effective. As long as the mind is circulating in the body, he can rest for her and let her soul and body be fully integrated as soon as possible ...
Luo Qingyu's sleep was so sweet. When she woke up, it was already the afternoon of the second day.
The sun warmly slanted in from the window, jumping indoors, leaving a spot of light ...
As soon as she woke up, she found that she was sleeping in Emperor Shi Yin's arms. He was probably exhausted. He was sleeping at this moment.
The long eyelashes are dense and fine, and they are slightly closed on the eyes and face.
The Great Teacher who fell asleep finally no longer so high, but like a child, a contented child--
The palm of his hand was also holding with her, his fingers crossed, like the heart beating together at this moment—
In such a warm afternoon, it's not like the normal warmth to have such a close relationship with him ...
Didn't he touch her last night? She could still feel it.
Looks like she's too sleepy, but she just fell asleep unconsciously when she was put in bed.
She looked down at herself, wearing a soft silk blouse, the tedious wedding gown had been taken off, and at this moment was placed on a small table, stacked neatly, flashing there slightly. Red light.
Master, is he too tired? It looks like he hasn't rested for several days. It is rare to see him sleep so sweetly ...
I heard Feng Xiaoxun talk about their past last night. Feng Xiaoxun's childhood sadness reminded me, Master, I'm afraid it's not easy, right?
After all, his mother died prematurely, and his father didn't recognize him, growing up with his grandfather.
Just like left-behind children today, there is always a lack of love ...