"Squeak!"

The door was not locked, and Zhang Ruochen just pushed it gently and opened it to the left and right sides.

A faint fragrance floated out from it.

Zhang Ruochen's feet had just crossed the threshold and the door closed automatically again. Zhang Ruochen was not surprised at all and looked into the room. He saw two red candles in the shape of dragon and phoenix in the distance, emitting a faint light.

There was also a red carpet and red curtain in the room. In the distance, there was a very wide red bed.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen had an illusion, just like his wedding with Huang Yanchen, which was not destroyed. The recent year of life was a completely dream. Until now, he finally completed the wedding and walked into the bridal chamber.

Behind the curtain, there is a bathhouse that is ten feet in square meters. The pool is steaming hot, and wisps of white smoke are pouring out, with pink petals floating on the water.

At this moment, Huang Yanchen was bathing in the bathhouse, his lower body was completely soaked in water, blocked by petals, only revealing his snow-white and crystal jade back and a wet blue look.

Under the candlelight, you can clearly see the extremely thrilling curves of the back and waist, with full water droplets rolling on the skin, making it look particularly beautiful.

Huang Yanchen gently wiped his shoulders and neck with his boneless fingers, and said softly: "I thought you wouldn't come tonight."

Zhang Ruochen stood by the bathhouse and looked at the beautiful woman in the water with a beautiful face. She felt quite complicated, with both appreciation and guilt, and something from men's instinct.

He said, "If I didn't come tonight, would you hate me?"

"Crash!"

Huang Yanchen's slender and soft jade arms crossed each other and hugged them in front of his chest. His delicate body curled up slightly and said, "No."

After pondering for a long time, she said again: "Of course, if that is the case, I will understand that you have never loved me. I will take the initiative to terminate the engagement and let you be free, so that you can find your true love."

Zhang Ruochen said, "But, I'll come to the appointment on time. Tonight is our first tryst, right?"

"yes!"

Huang Yanchen's cold face showed a smile from the bottom of his heart, gently stroked his fingers, raised his lips, and said, "I still remember that when you first entered the West Courtyard, it was just like tonight. I was bathing in the pool, but you were peeking by the pool."

Zhang Ruochen coughed twice and said, "At that time, it was all the time for Senior Sister Duanmu to make a fuss, otherwise I wouldn't have entered the edge of the pool where you were bathing. As for tonight, I was standing in front of you with the most open and upright identity. Can this be considered a peek?"

Huang Yanchen gently bit his lip, obviously not convinced, but he did not do it, trying to make his voice appear soft and not to destroy the atmosphere tonight, and said, "I want to wear clothes, don't you turn your head?"

Zhang Ruochen turned his head and closed his eyes.

Behind me, there were sounds of water, footsteps, and then the sound of dressing.

After a long time, Huang Yanchen's voice rang again: "Now, you can turn around!"

Zhang Ruochen turned around and saw that not far away, Huang Yanchen was wearing a big red robe embroidered with a mandarin duck pattern, sitting on the edge of the bed. The robe was dragged to the ground, spreading almost three meters away, with crimson feathers woven on the edge of the robe.

"Zhang Ruochen, don't scare me... let me go... I'll invite my master to come now to help you heal your wounds."

Huang Yanchen guessed in his heart that Zhang Ruochen must have an inner demon, and he has been suppressing the inner demon deep in his heart. Until tonight, for some reason, the inner demon exploded.

Chi Yao?

How could it be Chi Yao?

If Zhang Ruochen's inner demon is really high on Queen Chi Yao, then the pressure he is under is really beyond ordinary people's imagination.

Because of practicing the seventh palm of the Dragon Elephant Prajna Palm, the masculine energy in Zhang Ruochen's body is ten times that of ordinary people.

If it were normal times, he could naturally use his strong cultivation to suppress his masculinity and maintain absolute rationality.

However, it was different tonight. Just as Huang Yanchen thought, Chi Yao was like a demon in her heart, staying in Zhang Ruochen's heart. Whether it was hatred or love, it was actually the same strong.

As the inner demon was released, Zhang Ruochen completely lost his mind.

Ten times the masculinity naturally lost control and gathered on the top of Zhang Ruochen's head and lower abdomen.

"Thorn!"

Zhang Ruochen used force at the same time, pulling the bright red robe on Huang Yanchen's body completely, revealing a snow-white and delicate body.

The red wedding dress and the white skin actually form such a sharp contrast.

"Zhang Ruochen, you...what are you going to do...stop first..."

Huang Yanchen was also a little panicked and hit her upwards, but she was afraid of hurting Zhang Ruochen, so she dissolved her palm power. So she just gently slapped Zhang Ruochen's chest, which could not stop his further invasion.

At this moment, Zhang Ruochen's thinking was quite chaotic and he couldn't tell whether the woman under him was Chi Yao or Huang Yanchen, and he had only a primitive desire.

Originally, Huang Yanchen was still struggling and resisting at first, but later, she completely gave up resisting, hugged Zhang Ruochen's neck tightly with her hands, biting her lips with her teeth, but tears kept flowing in her eyes.

Because Huang Yanchen knew that the bride in Zhang Ruochen's heart was probably not her.

For her, this night would probably be a bit long.

Outside the room, formations had been arranged, but no one knew everything that was born inside.

The next morning, Zhang Ruochen was exhausted and woke up from the bed. He felt a little warm in his chest. He looked down and then he realized that it was Huang Yanchen's face.

At this moment, Huang Yanchen's delicate body was naked, snuggling in his arms, sleeping sweetly, but his slender willow eyebrows were slightly raised, looking quite springy and charming.

"What the hell is going on?"

Zhang Ruochen rubbed his temples and tried to recall what happened last night. He felt a headache and could not remember anything.

However, when he saw Huang Yanchen's slender jade legs, there were blood stains between his legs, he knew that some things would eventually happen.

Zhang Ruochen closed his eyes and sighed long.

"Master, someone outside wants to see you. He said that he is Zixia half-saint of Liangyi Sect."

Han Xue's voice came from outside the door.

Zhang Ruochen responded, trying not to wake up Huang Yanchen, put on his robe and walked out of the bed.

Huang Yanchen opened his eyes and lay lazily on the bed, like a ball of spring mud, and said softly: "Are you leaving?"

Zhang Ruochen turned around, looked at her, and smiled and said, "The Zixia Half Saint came here, because the senior officials of the Liangyi Sect wanted to see me. After all, a lot of things happened during the Zhenzi Banquet, and they probably had to ask. You have a good rest first and don't think too much."
Chapter completed!