The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Small petals fell from the sky, and there were golden light dots as embellishments, but when a child reached out to pick it up, it turned into nothingness.

Some soft light spots fell on the newlyweds on horseback. Instead of disappearing like snowflakes melted away, they emitted a faint light. The light dissipated, and the clothes on Rong Qing and Luo Ci changed slightly. It used to be more refined and luxurious, with more indescribable embellishments.

The sky was red silk, reflecting the ground like a long red carpet, paving the way for the couple to go to the East Palace.

Everyone looked at the suddenly changed sky. There were only the rumored Phoenix True Dragon, as well as the falling petals and golden light spots. Out of awe for some kind of power, they did not express their shock in their hearts. This scene will be firmly remembered in my heart until old age, until death, and it will be passed down from generation to generation.

It was not until the long wedding procession left with countless betrothal gifts that the people in the place seemed to have regained their senses. At this time, the vision gradually disappeared, and they vaguely heard a clear phoenix cry and a low majesty. The dragon yin, the two mythical beasts also disappeared.

And the sedan chair has already entered the East Palace, as if this is just a congratulation from God for the newlyweds.

The miracles that people can see are limited, and there are more indescribable awes, as if a **** whispered, reciting some solemn ode, as if some kind of oath was fulfilled.

That voice is ancient and mysterious, and it seems to be able to wash the soul, so no one disturbed it by speaking during this period, as if just speaking out was blasphemy.

It was not until a long time later that the people began to talk.

...

The sedan chairs entered the mansion, and the dowry gifts were put into the exclusive courtyard one by one. There were several rooms in the courtyard. These dowry gifts and dowry almost filled all the rooms.

When Rong Qing arrived at the gate of the mansion early, he got off the horse, reached out to his girl, entered the mansion in a guarding manner, stepped over the brazier, and placed her on the soft wedding bed covered with multiple layers of bedding.

His slender and beautiful hands, with well-defined phalanxes, delicate and fair, raised slightly, touched her face through the red veil, and gazed at her through the red veil with gentle eyes like ice and snow, and saw her somewhat frightened clear eyes, very cute.

For example, many years ago, she stumbled and accidentally "bumped" over. He was impartial, did not dodge, and let her slam into his heart. It was small, weak, and very soft. , There was an unspeakable throbbing in the heart for the first time.

She was just as shy and nervous as back then, her beautiful eyes widened slightly when she was frightened, and she hurriedly apologized all the time. She was a very polite and cute **** cub.

This wedding is a little rough.

However, this time, it was recognized by heaven and earth, and they will be a husband and wife for eternity.

So even though this wedding is a bit crude and has many shortcomings, God is still very serious and does not allow any accidents to happen.

"Madam..." The slightly cold voice was mixed with a bit of shyness. He was not only the main god, but also a young man who admired her for a long time and finally got his wish.

The **** who fused all the fragments and possessed all the memories has a lot more humanity than before. Those noble and cold divinities melted away in front of her. He could be shy, nervous, wronged and complained, just for her.

"wait me back."

God can ignore the guests at the wedding banquet, but her husband has to go, he wants to achieve perfection.

The girl was cute and gentle, she grabbed his hand that hadn't left Hongsha, her eyebrows were curved, and she smiled like a crescent moon, "I'll wait for you."

She called out in a small, very soft voice.

- "My husband."

The very small words that seemed to be murmured came into the ears of God very clearly. He couldn't help it. He leaned down, put his palms on the bedside, lowered his head and kissed her lips. her soft lips.

He knew that she had regained her memory.

His lips moved down, and a warm kiss fell on her white neck. With a little force, the tips of the snow-white teeth fell down and bit, leaving a slight tingling sensation and imprint.

The cold voice was much hoarse, "...Wait for me."

Even though she was not willing to leave for a moment, she still went to the banquet to give her a comprehensive and perfect wedding, but she was careful to mark her body, like marking her possessions, to declare her sovereignty.

The **** in front of her left, Luo Ci was still a little stunned, she touched the traces on her neck, and her lips curled into a beautiful arc.

Through the red gauze, she could actually see the outline clearly. The table was full of meals, and it was still steaming hot.

It was noon since it was still early, and she was really hungry, so she didn't lift the red veil, but dined gracefully and slowly.

After about two quarters of an hour, God came back. He didn't smell much of alcohol, and no one dared to pour alcohol on him. However, some people said blessings to them, and he drank them one by one.

The fair and handsome face was slightly red, and his eyes seemed to be a little blurry due to drinking. He walked up to her, used Yu Ruyi to pick up her red gauze, picked up the wine glass prepared on the side, and walked together. gift.

After drinking the wine, he gently took off her headgear one by one, and gently dragged her red wedding dress, as if he was opening some exquisite gift.

But he just took off the wedding dress that was a burden to her, and then stood behind her and massaged the acupuncture points for her with moderate force.

Although using a little divine power can easily eliminate her fatigue, and there is no cost, but he prefers to do it himself.

Relaxing for her in the form of divine power is not enough to keep her in her heart, and even the lightness is of little weight, but if you relieve her fatigue in person, you will not only have physical contact, but also let her know that she is good.

The scheming God didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what she was doing. It was because he had been secretive before, and she was very weak and her consciousness was not strong, so she couldn't even notice that it was herself.

Just pressing and rubbing like this, Luo Ci fell into a drowsy sleep, leaned her head back, and felt uncomfortable, she turned to hug his waist and rubbed softly.

God was slightly stiff, he didn't want her to sleep at this moment, this was their wedding night.

Although it was still noon, they could go from now to night.

God picked her up and put her on the bed, his voice hoarse, "Don't sleep."

"And...you didn't do anything."

She rubbed her eyes, this body had hardly ever drank alcohol, but she didn't expect that it was just a glass of wine, so she was a little tired.

She was a bit shy, after all, this wedding was different. It was a gift of their bond recognized by heaven and earth, and she could vaguely see the shadows of those fragments in his eyes. Such a deep and burning affection really made her feel nervous.

A group of white snow light with a violet light gently invaded her soul, touching her slightly smaller pure white light group, like gnawing at a small mouth, the pure white light group trembled slightly, soft and pitiful.

...

Until the middle of the night, Shen was slightly satisfied, his voice was hoarse, and he looked at her tenderly, but mixed with a deep dormant possessiveness.

A hoarse, low, morbid, gloomy voice.

"you are mine."

Because of her paranoia, but also because of her tenderness.