Mysterious level up! Shen Ye cries and begs for reconciliation again

The stall owner was stunned for a second, then immediately smiled and said, "Congratulations, congratulations, and I wish you a happy wedding!"

"Happy wedding," the stall owner's wife also congratulated them, looking at the two people with extraordinary temperament, she said sincerely, "You two are really a perfect match."

Qi Yan held the snacks that the stall owner had given them as a gift to congratulate them on their wedding, looked helplessly at Shen Rao, who wanted to show off to every passerby, and waved at him.

"Let's go home."

Hearing this, Shen Rao couldn't help curling up the corners of his lips. He trotted over to hold her hand, his tone filled with joy and tenderness: "Well, let's go home."

"Young people are so happy. It reminds me of when we just got married." The stall owner couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the man and woman walking side by side.

The lady boss glanced at him and said, "Come on, close the stall. Our daughter is waiting for us."

The stall owner laughed: "Go quickly, I left a portion for her, it will get cold if you don't go back."

"Just spoil her," the landlady snorted, "she's almost become a pig."

"Children are growing, so it's okay if they are a little fat."

As they were packing up their stall, the stall owner suddenly spotted a piece of wedding candy wrapped in red outside the food truck, with a hundred-dollar bill underneath.

"Hey?" The stall owner picked it up and took a look. "This is..."

"It must be the young couple just now."

This was exactly where Qi Yan was standing at that time, but it was blocked by the decorations and they couldn't see him from inside.

The lady boss slapped her thigh and said, "What are you still standing there for? Go and catch up."

"Oh, okay."

The stall owner reacted, but by the time they tried to find the people again, they were gone.

……

Inside the Rolls-Royce Phantom.

Shen Rao leaned lazily in the back seat, his bony fingers occasionally pinching the festive candy paper wrapper. He looked at Qi Yan handing out candies and red envelopes to the driver and Chen Huai, and squinted his narrow eyes in confusion.

"When did you buy it?"

"You had it delivered when you went to wash your hands."

Qi Yan casually opened one, put it in his mouth, and told the truth.

She is careful.

Shen Rao's somewhat obscure eyes rested on her, and he leaned closer to her, sniffing the sweet scent of the candy, and asked in a low and hoarse voice: "Is it delicious?"

Qi Yan seemed to be savoring the flavor seriously. After about ten seconds, she looked at him seriously.

"It's not as delicious as yours."

Shen Rao: “…”

Qi Yan: "Why is your face red?"

"You're really breaking the rules," Shen Rao said quietly, as if he had let go of all his strength, pressing his hot face against her shoulder. "I'll make candy for you again when we get back," and added sweetly, "I'll make it for you for the rest of your life."

Qi Yan's ears felt a little numb, so she closed her eyes and leaned against him and smiled, "Okay."

I will stay in the imperial capital for two days. I will go back to the old house tomorrow to inform Madam Shen and stay at Jianganyuan Villa tonight.

He hadn't been back for a long time. The two maids who stayed here to take care of the place were almost crying when they saw Qi Yan. When they saw their marriage certificate, they hugged each other and screamed excitedly.

Mom, my favorite couple is getting married!

Xiao Ai wiped her tears and said frankly: "I thought Mr. was dumped..."

"Xiao Ai." Xiao Ran pulled her, and Xiao Ai immediately stopped talking and said with blessing: "It's nothing, it's nothing, happy wedding, sir and miss!"

Qi Yan paused in giving the two candies and red envelopes, and glanced at the man in the kitchen who was humming a tuneless song, tying an apron and talking about preparing a wedding dinner.

Qi Yan gave the maids a holiday, and they left happily, saying that they were going shopping with the red envelopes they had just received.

The ingredients in the kitchen were prepared in advance, which saved Shen Rao a lot of time.

As he was standing in front of the stove, he felt his waist suddenly tighten, and then a cold fragrance invaded him.

Shen Rao was afraid of burning her, so he held down the hands that were around his abdomen, and his voice was so soft that it could drip water.

"Go wait aside, I'm cooking."

Qi Yan didn't let go, her chin resting on his shoulder, she laughed and said nonsense: "Shen Rao, you are really a husband now."

Shen Rao: “…”

His neck turned red, and he muttered to her, "Where did you learn these rubbish?"

"Online," Qi Yan said without disguising, "Everyone on the Internet is very 'learned'."

She learned a lot of things she had never known before.

"Spend less time on the Internet in the future," Shen Rao waved the spatula, "I've corrupted you."

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Qi Yan is very well-behaved and obedient.

Shen Rao was just thinking about praising her later, but he soon found out that was not the case.

Ten minutes later, his hand holding the spatula turned red and trembled, and he grabbed her dishonest hand in anger.

"I'm asking you to spend less time online, not to have sex with me!!"

With one hand grabbed, she reached into his apron with the other, pressed against his hot waist, and kissed his rosy neck softly: "Is it not possible? Ah Rao."

The slightly hoarse voice was light and soft, like a feather scratching the eardrum, making people feel numb all over. The last call even had a hint of begging.

Shen Rao swallowed repeatedly, with a dry and hot throat, trying to reason with her: "I haven't eaten yet..."

"I can eat you." Qi Yan bit his earlobe lightly.

The numbness rushed to his tailbone, and his deep black eyes were instantly filled with a layer of unbearable hot mist. His thin lips were slightly open, and he no longer had any intention of resisting.

Qi Yan pushed the man against the table, turned off the gas, and kissed the corners of his eyes which were stained slightly red.

As he panted, my hands covered the muscles and veins in his lower abdomen that were bulging due to his endurance, and as his black eyes trembled slightly, I kissed his tightly bitten thin lips.

"...Qi Yan."

An unknown amount of time had passed before a vague call brought the woman back to her senses. She raised her clear eyes, which still had some warmth in them, and saw him at that moment.

The disheveled man bit his special apron with his teeth, a few drops of hot sweat overflowed from his temples and slid down along his distinct jawline, and his breathing was rapid and heavy.

A white light just flashed before his eyes, and his whole body was shaking. Seeing Qi Yan looking at him, he couldn't wait to loosen the apron between his teeth and opened his lips for comfort like an anxious baby bird.

"Kiss, kiss me, quick, quick."

Qi Yan naturally did everything as he was told, step by step.

From the kitchen to the living room sofa.

Qi Yan held the trembling back of the man sitting astride her with one hand, her eyes fixed on the void, but her lips were pressed against his ear. Even the slightest fluctuation of breath could make him feel embarrassed.

"Are you happy to marry me?"

Shen Rao was almost out of his mind to answer her, but he still insisted on responding to her intermittently, "Happy, happy, very happy."

Somehow this answer irritated her. Qi Yan didn't give him any chance to prepare. He bit his fair neck hard, as if he wanted to eat his flesh and drink his blood.

Shen Rao's large body shook violently again, his chest heaving violently, and his almost out-of-tune hoarse voice seemed to want to curse her to death.

"You bastard..."

Qi Yan couldn't bear to "eat" him, so she loosened her lips and teeth a little bit, with indescribable joy in her tone.

"You fell in love with a jerk and married her, what should you do, Shen Rao?"