Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Shao Yue lifted the veil, reached out her hand and gently touched Huai Hui's head with concern, and asked:

"Is your head okay? Does it hurt? I know you violated the demon training and reached an agreement with the Spirit Sword Sect. How is your health now? Has it been affected?"

Huaihui's anger, which had nowhere to go, was extinguished in the blink of an eye.

He didn't expect that one day she would take the initiative to care about him.

Huaihui had no way to express his joy, his eyes sparkling, and he threw Shaoyue to the ground.

"It's a headache, but it's not unbearable when I see you."

"As for whether my body will be affected, you can check it for me."

Shao Yue struggled to sit up and looked up in confusion.

"I'm not a doctor, how can I check if he has a headache?"

Before she could say what was in her mind, her hands were pulled towards Huaihui.

After all, Shao Yue was someone who had experienced unspeakable things in dreams, so she immediately reacted and understood what Huaihui meant.

Even though I was married in a fictional world, I knew something like this would happen tonight.

She still felt shy and at a loss, and kept moving aside.

Shao Yue was so flustered that she didn't notice that she had already sat on the edge of the bed and was about to fall, but she continued to avoid it.

She wasn't paying attention and sat on empty air. She almost fell to the ground when Huaihui stopped her with his long arms.

Shao Yue was placed like a baby on the soft and spacious bed that could accommodate ten people, and her embroidered shoes were taken off and placed under the bed.

When completing the wedding ceremony, the golden, gorgeous and exquisite headdress on the head is a beautiful decoration, but when getting into bed, it becomes an annoying object that bothers people.

"Well……"

Shao Yue felt a little uncomfortable with her head pressed on the bed and groaned in pain.

In the blink of an eye, a gentle demonic force touched her head.

Soon, the hair crown and jewelry on Shao Yue's head were neatly placed on the dressing table, and the delicate makeup on her face was gently washed away.

Her long, smooth hair was spread out, and her fair face was as delicate and charming as peach blossoms in March.

Huaihui also took off his short boots, sat sideways beside her, and went forward to unbutton Shaoyue's wedding dress.

In an instant, Shao Yue's face turned red. She stretched out her hands and pressed Huai Hui's hands to stop his actions.

But her strength was no match for Huaihui, who possessed both spiritual power and demonic aura, and she was quickly suppressed.

Shao Yue fluttered a few times, raised her body, and bit the pair of slender hands with her white teeth.

A small tooth mark was left on Huaihui's hand. He chuckled and loosened the strength in his hand a little.

Shao Yue quickly took the opportunity to struggle a few more times, rolled a few times on the bed, and finally rolled into the innermost part, and crawled into the bright red quilt with auspicious patterns of dragons and phoenixes.

She moved very cautiously, pressing the quilt tightly on both sides of her body. Her entire body was wrapped in the quilt like a silkworm chrysalis, making it difficult to start.

Perhaps because the quilt covered her entire body except for her head, Shao Yue felt relieved. She looked up at Huaihui with a very proud expression.

Huaihui was amused by her rare lively movements and expressions and smiled lightly but happily.

He was very happy. Yue'er's current behavior proved that she was not completely forced by him.

It is fun, but it is impossible to spend the wedding night doing nothing.

"Yue'er."

Huaihui called Shaoyue gently.

Shao Yue blinked, always feeling that his gentleness was somewhat malicious.

She opened her eyes wide and observed the cunning in Huaihui's eyes. A cool breeze seemed to blow across her face, and things didn't seem to be going well.

Sure enough, there was a slight rustling sound coming from outside the quilt that wrapped him tightly.

Then, it seemed as if something reached into the quilt, and my arms, legs and waist were tied up by something soft and dragged out from the quilt.

It’s Huaihui’s tail.

Huaihui released not just one or two, but all of his cat tails. So many tails worked together to tear down her proud shelter.

The hidden body lost its protection, and Shao Yue panicked and uttered a soft "ah", and hurriedly wanted to hide under the quilt.

Huaihui naturally would not give her this opportunity. He stepped forward, clamped her slender waist with one hand, held the back of Shaoyue's head with the other, and said in a hoarse voice full of deep desire:

"Don't run away. If you get under the covers again, I'll keep my tail pinning you down."

Just think about the scene of being crushed by the long tail. It's so embarrassing.

Shao Yue covered her face with her hands, her toes curled up and grabbed the red blanket on the bed, her round nails turned white due to excessive tension and exertion.

At this time, Huaihui also turned into a greedy beast and lost his compassion.

He slowly and carefully peeled off the layers of Shao Yue's bright red wedding dress, as if he was opening a rice dumpling filled with white glutinous rice.

Shao Yue looked up inadvertently and met Huaihui's eyes.

What a longing look it was, with a deep desire to devour the person.

Shao Yue immediately remembered what such thoughts represented in her dream and timidly withdrew her gaze.

The wedding dresses were all undone and taken off, and neatly piled at the foot of the bed.

The naked body on the red blanket is like the white and soft moonlight, making people want to touch it but afraid to do so.

Huaihui's eyes slid across it inch by inch, savoring the tempting delicacy.

His hands restlessly stroked Shao Yue's waist and back. The delicate and smooth touch made him unable to let go and linger for a long time.

The movements gradually became deeper, and touching could no longer satisfy his desire for Shao Yue.

Huaihui held Shaoyue's head, hugged her and kissed her deeply.

From the forehead, eyes, nose, cheeks to lips, then the neck, neck dimples, and further down.

The hand soothed and pressed down heavily.

The ambiguous and seductive voice seems particularly tempting in the night.

"Yue'er."

"Yue'er."

"Yue'er."

The hoarse voice with a slight gasp brushed against Shaoyue's ears, and the warm and wet kiss also brought peach blossoms, planting a spring with her.

The night was splashed with layer upon layer of thick ink. In the darkness, only the bright full moon emitting soft light was particularly eye-catching.

But as the night deepened, the bright moonlight was inevitably stained with some inky black color.

A very long time had passed, and Shao Yue could no longer bear the endless demands. She stretched out her white and tender arms from the bed curtains, grabbed the gauze curtain beside the bed and ran out.

Half of her graceful figure is hidden in the moonlight, like a fairy flying to the moon.

But before the fairy could escape, two long and soft tails stretched out, wrapped around the arms and body of the beauty, and fell back onto the soft bed.

"ah……"

Shao Yue fell on the soft bed. She didn't feel any pain, but she let out a slight cry of surprise.

The tail that was wrapped around her body and became more and more unbridled was a little too much for her to bear.

"itch……"

"Shh, it will be fine in a moment."

Huaihui's originally clear voice became charming at this moment.

The night is still long.

It was not until the sky brightened and a ray of morning light shone into the room through the window that the groaning and gasping sounds finally stopped.