The gloomy and crazy Master is drooling over me

In the afternoon, the red-gold light of the sky came from afar, like the celebration of the sun, the clouds of the Tao, and thousands of birds returned to the forest, merging with the sky.

This was the busiest day in Yufu Mountain over the years. Shengqing held Yumian's hand, and the two of them, dressed in phoenix robes, walked towards Chixia, clasped their fingers together, narrowed their eyebrows slightly, and smiled at the corners of their eyes.

Yu Mian thought to himself, what the senior sister said was indeed right, today is a good day.

Afterwards, the banquet ended and the bustling mountain returned to silence. The stone steps that had been carved out remained on the mountain, proving that it was in harmony with the Tao.

The fireflies were dim, and two candles were lit in the room.

Yu Mian sat on the edge of the bed, with Sheng Qing covering her eyes with a red cloth. Her hands were guided to touch a corner of the veil, and when she understood the signal, she gently raised her hands to lift it up.

The two parties lifted each other's veil. Under the dim warm light, the jade-like, soft and delicate face slowly emerged from the chin, with lips as red as vermilion, straight and upturned nose, and two deep eyes staring at each other.

The lights were dim, reflected in the eyes, and the two swaying sparks seemed to be dancing with the heartbeat.

"Shengqing..." Yu Mian pursed her lips and smiled, calling with a sweet voice.

"I'm here." Sheng Qing's throat slid slightly, and his fingertips clenched the red cloth in his hand.

Yu Mian moved closer, clasped his five fingers together, and called out softly, "Madam~"

How could the snake woman withstand such temptation? Her pearl hairpin rolled off, her embroidered buttons came loose, and her five fingers instantly rested on Yu Mian's soft belly, giving her a chill.

"what…!"

It bent its waist like a cooked shrimp, and its skin color was also red, which meant it was cooked.

"Mian'er...you haven't drunk the wedding wine yet?" Sheng Qing's rare, shallow breathing swept across Yu Mian's face. He stretched out his five fingers, touched Yu Mian's red face, and pinched it.

"Then why don't you get out of here quickly...!" Yu Mian glared at her with a hint of anger. He was pinned down on the bed with his hands and feet held down. Not only could he not drink the wedding wine, he couldn't even eat anything.

Sheng Qing gently scraped her face with the back of his fingers, using magic to wash off the makeup. A hint of satisfaction flashed across his eyes. She looked even more interesting this way.

"Why do you need to get up?" Sheng Qing raised his hand to take out a silver kettle, and with his other hand pinched Yu Mian's cheek, with a gentle coaxing tone, "Be good, open your mouth..."

Yu Mian looked at the silver pot that was getting closer and closer to his face. He wanted to struggle, but was powerless to break free. He saw the mouth of the pot was slightly pressed down, and a drop of crystal wine was already hanging on the spout.

About to drip but not yet dripping.

If she kept her mouth shut, the bed would definitely get wet, so she had no choice but to open her mouth to receive it.

However, Venerable Huai Ci, who usually had very steady hands, was shaky and unstable today. A little bit of wine flowed down the corner of his lips, then flowed down his chin and rolled onto his neck. The warm neck, which was beating with his heart, gave off the smell of wine.

The little girl under him looked like she had been marinated in fine wine, like a rice dumpling made with fermented rice wine.

Yu Mian's eyes widened with anger. He knew without a doubt that this guy did it on purpose...

“…Ugh…you!…Asshole…” Yu Mian cursed while drinking.

Finally the drinking stopped. Sheng Qing raised his head with one hand and took a sip, then placed the jug casually on the table.

The interest in his eyes gradually rose...

I don’t know how effective the wedding wine that old man Chongdan sent will be.

She blinked her eyes slightly and watched as a thin layer of red gradually appeared on both sides of Yu Mian's cheeks, a shade brighter than the color caused by shyness, and even her eyes gradually became blurred and absent-minded.

"Damn it..." She was a little drowsy, and Sheng Qing in her eyes seemed to become particularly blurry, yet particularly clear. She was so stunningly beautiful that even her chest was trembling.

"Sheng...Qing..." She still remembered who the person in front of her was. She was her newlywed wife, her lady, the person who would accompany her for the rest of her life.

"I'm..." Sheng Qing's eyes darkened, and following her movements, he was pulled in front of Yu Mian, who put his arms around her neck and murmured softly.

Listening carefully, it seems to be some unclear mumbling, "You are so nice... I like you... I like you very much..."

"Shengqing... I really like you very much!" Yu Mian frowned slightly, emphasizing this point seriously, and then his tone became a little vague, "Do you like me?"

Sheng Qing was overjoyed by her soft confession in his ear. He gently leaned his hands against her, cherishing her with all his heart, and whispered softly, "...I love you."

"My body and soul are shaking and trembling for you, resonating with you, Mian'er." It seemed that because Yu Mian was not very clear-headed, the arrogant snake woman finally overcame the pride in her heart and expressed her friendship.

It was not a euphemism to express love like "you belong to me, you are mine" to declare sovereignty, but a straightforward statement. Every word she said, every punctuation mark, was saying, "I love you, I love you..."

"Hmm..." Yu Mian seemed to have heard the answer he wanted. He tilted his head slightly and bit Sheng Qing's ear gently like a cat, "Then I love you too..."

If you love me, I love you too...

She was so insecure about relationships that she would subconsciously shrink back if she didn't hear Shengqing's expression.

Now the dust has finally settled.

This was not a wine for aphrodisiacs, but a wine for revealing one's true feelings. It was the first time in their lives that they whispered to each other in such a low voice.

The delicate, cool kiss wiped away the wine that had just spilled, and the fiery red wedding dress woven by the sunset glow was taken off from the side of the bed.

The shadows of the bed curtains were intertwined, and the candlelight cast shadows. The sparks were like happy carp, swinging their nimble flame tails and diving into the depths of the candle.

The red wax was melted into liquid bit by bit by the high temperature, rolled down the body of the red candle, gathered into a pool of wax liquid, and then gradually solidified.

During the solidification process, new wax is melted away continuously.

The fire carp drilled very deep, and within just one night, it reached the top of the candlestick and finally stopped.

Yu Mian stretched out his weak arms from the bed curtains, and then his fingertips curled and clenched little by little, his whimpering sounds intertwined with Sheng Qing's coaxing voice.

"Don't cry...be good...don't bite your lips...open your mouth..." Sheng Qing put his delicate neck into the other's mouth, hugged her tightly with his arms, and was incredibly gentle.

Yu Mian wasn't polite either, with red eyes he bit the damn bastard who liked to use the body of an animal!

……

The candle flame has gone out, but the fire in my heart has not gone out.

The night is never long enough.

Yu Mian dared to guarantee that the most common lie she had heard from Sheng Qing was, "Mian'er, one more time... okay?"

Over and over again, how many times.

When she came to her senses, she was full of resistance. She immediately took away all the quilts, wrapped herself up, huddled to the innermost side of the bed, and looked at Shengqing with vigilance in her eyes.