Qin Tianjian counted the days again, and finally chose the date one month later.

It’s just before the New Year, marrying a daughter-in-law for the New Year and so on.

For Lian Qingming, she has no other ideas.

As long as the strategy is good, that's it.

Thinking of this, Lian Qingming felt a lot more comfortable in his heart.

More than a month passed very quickly.

On the day of marriage, Lian Qingming was tossed like a spinning top.

Although it is said that Lian Qingming is not married for the first time, but after all he is going to marry the prince, this marriage is much bigger than the one before her.

The dowry is just a few less than the crown prince.

Just married like this.

The same process passed, and even Qingming sat on the bed, waiting for Jun Moxie to come over.

Sitting here, it didn't take a while before I felt hungry.

Shuangran carrying the plate, walked in front of her, and delivered the small pastry inside to her mouth.

Even Qingming ate one by one.

After a while, Jun Moxie walked in.

"You all go down! No one is needed here!"

He looked around, the maids who were almost full.

"Yes!"

Xin'er and Shuangran also walked down together.

In the huge bedroom, there were only two of them.

"Would you like to remove these first!"

Jun Moxie walked in front of her.

"good!"

Lian Qingming nodded slightly, raised his head again, and glanced at Jun Moxie.

I have always watched him wearing a white robe, but now suddenly watching him wearing a red robe, he has a different feeling.

"Come!"

Jun Moxie stretched out his hand.

Looking at him, the slender hand stretched out in front of him.

Lian Qingming put his hand on it again and gently put it on it.

He pulled her, let her sit in front of the dressing table, and gently removed the things on her head.

The same thing was removed and placed on the table.

Lian Qingming looked at him in the mirror, gentle as water.

When all the hairpin rings were removed, he used a comb and began to comb her hair carefully.

Brush it up and down.

Lian Qingming's hair is very good, even if it was a bun that was combed before, at this time, when it was loosened, it also fell softly.

"gorgeous!"

Jun Moxie looked at her hair and couldn't help but praised.

The jet black hair fell away, and under the candlelight, bursts of light shone with you.

He stretched out his hand and touched it twice, and the tentacles were like fine silk.

Even Qingming was too embarrassed to urge him to see how smoothly he touched, but just sat there quietly.

"You go take a shower first! Inside, there is another cabinet with personal clothing."

Jun Moxie dropped his hands.

"good!"

Lian Qingming nodded slightly, got up and walked towards the side hall on one side.

Lian Qingming faded-took off his clothes and lay in the bathtub in front of him.

Such a bubble is really too comfortable, and today is such a day, it is really very tired.

Although it is a kung fu, such a tossing down is not easy.

Therefore, when the bride is beautiful, she also suffers.

Soaking in it, without knowing it, I fell asleep again.

Suddenly, he felt another hand, touching her shoulder.