To The Lovely You

   Hearing these words, Li Mengshan closed her eyes tightly, the beautiful features on her face were tangled into a ball, and she said, "Come on!"

   That tone, that expression, was completely like a dead fish lying on a chopping board.

  Luo Yujun was unhappy: "Can you please stop acting so painful?"

   "Is there...is there?" Li Mengshan's eyes opened slightly, and she secretly looked at the expression on his face.

   "Yes! It seems that I want to strengthen you!" Luo Yujun's tone became colder and colder, and the whole body was emitting cold air.

   Although it seems that he wants to strengthen her, she is his wife!

   "Then what do you want from me..." Li Mengshan blushed and turned her head slightly, infinitely shy. Could it be that he wanted her to take the initiative?

   "Put this on." Luo Yujun seemed to suddenly remember something, opened a drawer at the bottom of the bedside table, and threw a piece of red fabric for her.

   His face was extremely red, and his usual calm and calm eyes were a little dodging.

  Li Mengshan dazedly shook the piece of fabric that was too small to look at it, and her fingertips couldn't help but tremble, and her tiny body also trembled.

  This...what's the difference between wearing this and not wearing it? It's a bikini at all.

   Looking at her hesitant appearance, Luo Yujun added solemnly: "Don't you know that people wear bright red underwear on their wedding night?"

  Li Mengshan tucked the piece of fabric under the pillow, she was about to say it, "That...actually...I've already dressed it, the bright red one..."

After   , she was embarrassed to say it. She had already bought the secret weapon to wear on this wedding night a few days ago. The clerk also assured her again and again that as long as she wore this, she would ensure a harmonious relationship between husband and wife, and the husband and wife would sing along from then on.

  Although the fabric is a little more than the one Luo Yujun gave her just now, it is still very gan!

   "Really?" Luo Yujun's eyes were full of surprises that couldn't be concealed, and he couldn't wait to pull off the thin pajamas on her body, "Show me what it looks like."

   "Wait, why are you in such a hurry..." Li Mengshan grabbed her neckline halfway, and glanced at him shyly, "Then...then you also wore bright red?"

  Luo Yujun's handsome face turned red again, and his speech became unnatural: "When...of course."

   He had already prepared it, and the clerk at that time had repeatedly assured him that as long as he put on these adjustable pants, he guaranteed that his wife would faint immediately when she saw it.

  The two were silently shy for a while, and Luo Yujun started to be a hooligan again: "That...if you want to see it, I can show you mine first. Then you show me yours."

   Sounds like it's fair. But in Li Mengshan's view, no matter which one is, he is at a disadvantage.

   However, she didn't seem to have the right to refuse, so she chose a slightly less disadvantageous one: "Then let's take a look at yours first!"

  Luo Yujun blushed a little when he heard this. Although he often acts as a hooligan, he always eats her tofu. He was still a little embarrassed to ask him to take the initiative to undress in front of her.

   However, he was very confident in his figure, so he put on a very calm look and started to unbutton his pajamas.