100 Ways to Get the Male God

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"The bride is out-"

The children suddenly became happy, clapping their hands and running over, the girls held the beautiful garlands that they had made, and the boys began to pour out the petals, and the sky was swaying.

Several women came out with a girl in their arms.

The girl was wearing a red gauze and growing lotus every step of the way. The hijab covers the cheeks, supported by the women, and walks carefully.

Beside the stone table under the tree, a person stood up indifferently.

Red is worn on the general's body, lining his soul-sucking eyebrows, making him appear colder and more beautiful.

Three thousand crows are wrapped around red silk threads. His thin lips are slightly hooked, and he takes a step forward. He stretches out his hand to hold the girl with a soft look, and whispers: "It's beautiful."

The girl in the red wedding dress patted him rudely, "You didn't lift your hijab, what do you look good on?"

The general's eyes narrowed slightly, "It looks good even if it is not lifted."

The women behind all looked at them enviously, the villagers in the mountain village all grinned, and the older women were even more kind.

A month ago, Yu Chu and the general came to this small mountain village.

Because the emperor is far away, and the news of the capital is not known here, although everyone was surprised by the appearance of this pair of people, they did not expect that this is the current fifth princess and the legendary general.

During the days of living here, everyone also has some understanding of this pair of people.

One is hospitable, the other is indifferent.

Only when a child asks a question occasionally, Nan Lin will answer a word or two lightly.

In particular, the boys who like the art of war often find opportunities and try to ask him questions.

A sentence or two can make people fascinated.

But the girl in the couple is very hospitable. In a month, she has become acquainted with the village, so she said that she wanted to hold a local wedding here, and the villagers happily agreed.

Like a festival, the children clapped their hands excitedly, and the newcomer completed the ceremony under the guidance of the villagers, and then joked for a while before everyone dispersed.

The rest of the time is left to the young couple. The groom needs to lift the bride's hijab. In the evening, the villagers will gather again to hold a wedding banquet.

Nan Lin helped her into the room, slowly lifted her hijab, and looked at the beautiful little face under the red silk.

He slightly hooked his lower lip, then squinted his eyes lazily, stretched his arms around the girl's waist, pressed her down, and kissed her thin lips.

A small hand was between his lips.

Nan Lin blinked.

"Wedding night! It's night! It's still daytime, they all said that their habit here is to lift the hijab during the day, and it's night for the round house..."

"It's okay." The general took her hand away, leaned over and continued to kiss.

Yu Chu hurriedly stretched out his other hand to block him: "A-Lian, the villagers will come over for a banquet at night."

"It's still early." The general said lazily, raised his eyebrows slightly, reached out and pulled her other hand away, clasped it on top of her head, and finally lowered his head and kissed it.

The thin lips rubbed against her lips, and then cherished and slid a little further, the girl gasped a little, the tip of her tongue was entangled, and her lust was blurred.

The clothes on his body were undone by his slender fingers and slipped along the girl's body. The general's white fingertips touched the smooth skin and moved up along the waist. The beautiful feeling made his always calm brain slightly disordered.

"I was wrong again." He said suddenly calmly.

"What?" the girl gasped.

Nan Lin slowly raised his eyes and glanced at her.