The Blackened Male Lead Needs to Be Pampered

  Chapter 595 The Marshal's Ninth Wife (1)

   As soon as Sang Jian became conscious, he heard a shout from the side, "Send it to the bridal chamber!"

   She saw a red hijab, holding a piece of red silk in her hand, and the person on the other side stretched out her hand and pulled it.

  Just arrived in this world, Sang Jian stood still and silently followed the people on the other side.

   At the same time, Sang Jian heard a familiar mechanical sound in his mind.

   "It's a right to marry you, so don't panic, just keep going."

  Sang Jian felt a little relieved, "This voice still sounds comfortable."

   One Yuan: "??? Let me introduce you, I am now One Yuan."

   "Yeah, it's all the same, this voice sounds good, I don't need to listen to you."

   Sang Jian was perfunctory.

  His original voice doesn't fit his unreliable personality at all, it's better to listen to this mechanical voice.

  Yuan: ".Please respect me! I'm just a system!"

  Although she doesn't know where she is unreliable, but since she thinks so, then he will definitely not admit that Baili Yuan is his!

   "I respect you very much, I haven't heard your voice for a long time, I miss you, baby."

   One yuan: "." is unnecessary!

  Yiyuan snorted coldly, when she was about to introduce the plot to her.

  The door of the room has been pushed open, and Sang Jian was brought into the room.

  Through the gap under the red hijab, Sang Jian could see some furnishings in the room.

   It doesn't look like ancient times, but the room looks like an ancient European style.

   It seems that only a Chinese wedding was held, not in ancient times.

  Sang Jian just sat down on the side of the bed, a bronze-colored, slender hand with a thin callus directly lifted the hijab on her head.

  As soon as the hijab was lifted, one saw a face with sharp edges and corners, and an unusually stern face.

  He bent down and put his face in front of Sang Jian, and looked at her seriously, those dark and deep eyes seemed to want to stare Sang Jian out of a hole.

  With short, clean hair and bronzed skin, his whole body is full of masculinity.

  He was so close, Sang Jian couldn't help but blow into his dark eyes.

   "Husband, a spring night is worth a thousand gold~"

  Sang Jian wanted to tease him, but when she opened her mouth, she realized that her voice was as sweet as a yellow warbler, very sweet and soft.

  Women will be moved when they hear it, let alone men.

  The combination of verbal teasing and this kind of voice, no man can hold it.

  But Huonanting in front of Sanjian just blinked his eyes, as if his eyes were a little dry from her breath.

   He stood up straight, only then did Sang Jian realize how petite he was in front of him.

   I'm afraid it's 1.9 meters?

   Huo Nanting looked at his newly married young wife, feeling nothing in his heart.

  Her teasing is not useless, but she is too young.

   "Ma'am, thinking about doing this kind of thing at the age of thirteen is not good for your health."

  Sang Jian: "???" Thirteen? !

  So her voice is sweet and soft, just because she is young? ?

   "You have a good rest."

   Huo Nanting dropped these words, turned around and prepared to leave.

  Sang Jian got up and grabbed his arm, "Husband, don't go, I'm a little scared to sleep alone."

  Since he knew he was the victim, Sang Jian had no reason to let him go to sleep alone!

  Huonanting: "."

  “I was really scared when I left home for the first time and came to a strange environment.”

  Since she's a little girl, it's okay for her to say that, right?

   Sure enough, Huo Nanting turned around when he heard this, and looked at Sang Jian again.

  He stared blankly for a while, then suddenly hooked his lips, "Okay!"

  (end of this chapter)