Before she could react, the person was directly pulled by Yun Yi towards the big bed on the side.

The face didn't react until he was pushed down directly.

Busily stretched out his hand to push Yun Yi, "Hey, what are you doing?"

Her struggle was naturally not worth mentioning in front of Yun Yi, she was directly suppressed by violence, and then she got a sentence.

"The wedding has been held just now, and it is time to enter the bridal chamber."

When the face woke up early the next morning, the sky was already lit.

He raised his hand and looked at the communicator on his wrist. It was already 8 o'clock in the morning.

Probably because of the particle storm outside, although it was not affected much here, the sky was still dim.

Although Yun Yi was controlled by others and was unconscious, he had never forgotten his ability to toss her.

Changed the tricks, put her in various shameful poses, tossed her for most of the night before finally letting her go.

She still looked like she had been run over by a truck, and she was about to fall apart.

It's over, I forgot the little mango.

She was suddenly pulled here by Yun Yi last night, and she didn't know what happened to Little Mango now?

The face hurriedly supported his body with his hands and got up, wanting to get out of bed to pick up clothes on the floor.

It's just that she just got up here, but the arm that had been around her waist was directly using force, pulling her back into her arms again.

The man hugged her tightly, buried his head in front of her, and muttered, "It's still early, so accompany me to sleep for a while."

Rong Yan raised his hand and pushed away the furry head in front of him, "No, I don't feel relieved that Little Mango is alone outside."

Yun Yi pulled her hand away, and went back shamelessly, "Don't worry, that brat is a black belly, no one can do anything to him."

The face was about to speak, but there was a sudden shock in his head. He stretched out **** to prop up Yun Yi's closed eyelids, and his eyes were round and staring. He gritted his teeth and said, "Asshole, are you already already? Regain consciousness without being controlled by them?"

Yun Yi was forced to open her eyes with her hands, and sneered helplessly, stepped forward and kissed the corner of her lips.

"You finally guessed it. It doesn't seem to be too dumb."

He rushed forward with a face, raised his hand and punched him several times.

"Asshole, go to death."

Yun Yi smiled and stretched out his hand to catch her, and brought the person back to her arms.

Raising his hand and squeezing it up and down her waist, her face snorted, and she instantly softened in his arms.

While messing with his hands, he lowered his head and smiled in her ear, "We just had a bridal chamber, and I am dead, don't you want to be a widow in the future."

His whole body, which was troubled by him, was like a pool of melting spring water, and he could only lie in his arms and let him squeeze the garden.

Yun Yi couldn't help lowering his head to kiss her, until his face couldn't breathe, and finally let go of her reluctantly.

The face calmed down on him for a while, got up, raised his hand to pull his cheek, and asked fiercely, "Say, when did you regain consciousness?"

Yun Yi thought about it seriously, "When someone kept smirking and said that she was not angry, and even black hands pinched me, trying to murder her husband."

"Asshole, did you deliberately go on stage to have a wedding with that woman?" With a face of shame, he opened his mouth and bit his shoulder and grinded his teeth vigorously.

Yun Yi didn't care, chuckled lightly, and let her bite.

"If I don't hold a wedding with her, how can I see someone being jealous in that way and take the initiative to call me old..."