The Little Cutie is Taken Away by the Paranoid Male God

Tiny petals are falling from the sky, embellished with golden light spots, but when a child reaches out to pick it up, it turns into nothingness.

Some soft spots of light fell on the newlyweds on horseback, and they didn't disappear like snowflakes melting, but emitted a faint light, and when the light disappeared, the clothes of Rong Qing and Luo Ci changed slightly. It used to be more refined and luxurious, with more indescribable embellishments.

The sky was red silk, reflecting the ground like a long red carpet, paving the way for the couple to go to the East Palace.

Everyone looked at the suddenly changing sky, only the rumored real phoenix dragon existed, and the falling petals and golden light spots. Out of awe of a certain power, they did not express their shock in a voice, but unified This scene is firmly in my heart, until I get old, until I die, and it will be passed down from generation to generation.

It wasn't until the long wedding procession left with innumerable dowry gifts that the local people seemed to come back to their senses for the first time. At this time, the vision gradually disappeared, and they vaguely heard a clear phoenix cry and a low-pitched majesty. The dragon chants, and the two divine beasts also disappeared.

And the sedan chair had already entered the East Palace, as if it was just a congratulation from the heavens for the newlywed couple.

The miracles that people can see are limited, and there are more indescribable awes, as if a god is whispering, chanting some solemn praises, as if fulfilling some kind of oath.

That voice was ancient and mysterious, and it seemed to be able to cleanse the soul, so no one said bothering during this period, as if it was profane to speak out.

It was not until a long time later that the people began to talk.

...

The sedan chair entered the mansion, and the betrothal gifts were put into the exclusive courtyard one by one. There were several rooms in the courtyard, and these betrothal gifts and dowry almost filled all the rooms.

As early as when Rong Qing arrived at the gate of the mansion, he got off his horse, reached out to his girl, entered the mansion as a guard, stepped over the brazier, and placed her on the soft marriage bed covered with multiple layers of quilts.

His slender and beautiful hands, with distinct phalanges, delicate and white, lifted up slightly, touching her face through the red veil, staring at her with ice and snow gentle eyes through the red veil, seeing her somewhat startled clear eyes, very cute.

For example, many years ago, when she stumbled and accidentally "bumped" over, he was impartial, neither dodged nor dodged, and let her bump into his heart. She was small, weak, and very soft. That was in countless years. , For the first time, there was an unspeakable throbbing in the heart.

She was the same as back then, a little shy and nervous, her beautiful eyes widened slightly in shock, and she kept apologizing in a hurry, she was a very polite and cute god cub.

This wedding is a bit shabby.

However, this time, they have been approved by heaven and earth, and they will be husband and wife for eternity.

So even though this wedding was a bit crude and had many shortcomings, God was still very serious and did not allow any accidents to happen.

"Ma'am..." The slightly cold voice was mixed with a bit of shyness. He was not only the main god, but also a young man who admired her for a long time and finally got his wish.

The god who merged all the fragments and possessed all the memories has a lot more humanity than before. Those noble and indifferent divinities melted away in front of her. He can be shy, nervous, and wronged and complain, just for her alone.

"wait me back."

God can ignore the guests at the wedding banquet, but her husband has to go, he wants to be perfect.

The girl was cute and gentle, she grabbed his hand that hadn't left the red gauze, her eyebrows were curved, and she smiled like a crescent moon, "I'll wait for you."

She called out small, very softly.

——"Husband."

The tiny words that seemed to be murmured came to God's ears very clearly, and he finally couldn't help it. He bent down, put his palms on the side of the bed, lowered his head and kissed her lips, and touched her lips through the red gauze. her soft lips.

He knew that she had recovered her memory.

His lips moved down, and he dropped a warm kiss on her white neck, with a little force, the tips of his white teeth fell and nibbled, leaving subtle tingling sensations and marks.

Qing Leng's voice was much hoarse, "...wait for me."

He was obviously not willing to leave for a moment, but he still went to the banquet to give her a comprehensive and perfect wedding. It was just that he was careful to imprint her body, declaring his sovereignty like marking his belongings.

Luo Ci was still a little dazed when the god in front of her left. She touched the scar on her neck, and her lips curled up into a beautiful arc.

Through the red gauze, she could actually see the outline clearly, and there was a complete meal on the table, which was still steaming hot.

It was already noon from dawn to now, and she was indeed a little hungry, so she didn't take off the red veil, but ate slowly and gracefully.

About two quarters of an hour later, God came back. He didn’t smell much of alcohol, and no one dared to pour alcohol on him, but he drank some of them who had spoken blessings to them.

His fair and handsome face was slightly reddish, and his eyes seemed to be a little blurred with sparkles from drinking. He walked up to her, lifted her red gauze with Yu Ruyi, held up the wine glass prepared by the side, and said goodbye gift.

After drinking the wine, he gently removed her headdress one by one, and gently dragged away her red wedding dress, as if unwrapping some exquisite present.

But he just took off the wedding dress that was a burden to her, then stood behind her, and massaged her acupuncture points with moderate strength.

Although using some divine power can easily relieve her fatigue, and there is no cost, he prefers to do it himself.

Relaxing her in the form of divine power is not enough to keep her in mind, it is even light and weightless, but if you personally relieve her fatigue, not only can there be physical contact, but also let her know that she is good.

Scheming didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he did, it was because he was always in the dark before, and she was very weak, and her spiritual sense was not strong, so she couldn't realize it was her at all, and everything had to be put in the open in the future.

Pressing and rubbing like this, Luo Ci fell asleep a little bit, leaned her head back, and felt uncomfortable, turned sideways to hug his waist, and rubbed softly.

He froze slightly, he didn't want her to sleep at this moment, it was their wedding night.

Although it is still noon, they can go from now until night.

God picked her up and put her on the bed, with a hoarse voice, "Don't sleep."

"And...the business is not done."

She rubbed her eye circles, this body has hardly drank much alcohol, she didn't expect it to be just a glass of Hebei wine, so she felt a little tired.

She was indeed a bit shy. After all, this wedding was different. It was a bond ceremony recognized by heaven and earth. In addition, she could vaguely see the shadows of those fragments in his eyes. Such deep and burning affection really made her nervous.

A ball of white snow with a slight purple light gently invaded her soul, touching her slightly smaller ball of pure white light

...

Until midnight, God felt a little satisfied, his voice was hoarse, and he looked at her tenderly, but it was mixed with a deep and deep possessive desire.

A hoarse, low and somewhat sickly gloomy voice.

"you are mine."

Because of her paranoid, but also because of her gentleness.