But when she shouted in her heart, she felt heartbroken. Nian Jinshu didn't want to abuse herself and drove this idea out of her mind. It was late at night and the fragrance of the goose pear tent slowly lingered, gentle and sweet.

Nian Jinshu's heart was pounding, and Yan Hui was like a wooden stake. The two of them looked at the windowsill without squinting their eyes, looking at the windowsill in the open, as if they could see a flower.

Yan Hui was inexplicably hot all over, and the Adam's apple moved slightly. The immortal cultivator was clear in his ears and eyes. Nian Jinshu could clearly hear his swallowing sound. Her face was as if a firework exploded, which was astonishingly hot.

"you……"

"I……"

"You talk first."

"You talk first."

The more nervous he was, the more incoherent he was. Nian Jinshu knew that he had to pass this level, "Do you go to bed?"

Yan Hui looked a little dodged, "...sleep."

The two of them pulled the bed tent and isolated the lights. Yan returned and brushed her hands to extinguish the lights except the dragon and phoenix red candles. Nian Jinshu held the quilt and stayed away from him, staring at him in a random look, not daring to look at him.

Yan Hui is even more disciplined than her and plans to sit quietly and exercise her skills.

It's really...too embarrassing.

Nian Jinshu pursed his lips, "That female ghost said... she wanted a wedding chamber."

Yan Hui suddenly opened her eyes, and a storm condensed in her eyes, "What did you say?"

"No... nothing!" Nian Jinshu shook and shook his head in a hurry. He felt a little soft in his heart, but he couldn't say it. She had a soft but strange thought in her heart.

Yan Hui suppressed the heat and desire in his heart. The person he was thinking about was right next to him in a wedding dress. It was late at night, and the dragon and phoenix and red candles were all illusion that he and she had already married.

Nian Jinshu thought of what the female ghost said. If they cheated and deceived the Ghost King, they would become ghosts.

Either die or bridal chamber.

"Yan Hui..." Nian Jinshu took a deep breath. She had not revenged her great revenge. Her brother and Xue Lan were alive. Chu Yingge was not dead yet. She could not die in the secret realm. "You and I... will get married sooner or later."

Yan Hui's voice was hoarse, "Yeah."

"The female ghost said... If we make a falsification and the Ghost King knows, we will not be able to get out of the secret realm." Nian Jinshu was confused and shy. This dull gourd can at least say a few words.

Do you want her to lie down and say, come on, bridal chamber?

Did she take off her clothes on her own initiative?

It's really outrageous!

"So what?" Yan Hui rolled his Adam's apple, his voice was so dull that he could not listen carefully. Nian Jinshu felt that the voice was a little familiar, but he was shy and nervous for a moment, but he ignored it.

"Of course..." Nian Jinshu's face became popular, and she kept doing it and lay down, "Come on."

The geese return, "..."

In the new house, there was a strange silence, only the red candles of dragons and phoenixes shaking gently, and the red account was even more quiet, gentle and silent, with only a faint sweet fragrance floating.

Nian Jinshu's heart was almost suffocating, and he had never been so nervous in his life.

"Hurry up, be slow." Nian Jinshu just wanted to fight quickly and pass this level as soon as possible, and don't get entangled with him here.

Yan Hui pressed her hand against her ear, her body covered her. Nian Jinshu closed her eyes. After all, she was a yellow girl, and nervousness and shyness were inevitable.

The candlelight was weak, and the petite sweetheart was lying under him in a wedding dress, closing his eyes and taking them away. This scene happened again and again in his sweetest dream.
Chapter completed!