After the death escape, I became the white moonlight of the crazy tyrant

Chapter 214 Young People, It's Time for Multiple Chapters

Wen Hemian was looking at himself in the bronze mirror, while Xie Lang was looking at herself.

Her appearance was originally very good, and the bright red wedding dress made her look even more dazzling. There was a smile on the corners of her lips, and a youthful look in her eyes, which was bright, elegant and noble, and beyond comparison.

It was different from the ordinary red dress, and it was a stunning scenery that only he could see.

Better than countless things in the world.

Xie Lang held his breath and concentrated, not daring to act rashly and disrupt this beautiful picture.

“…Come back to your senses.”

Wen Hemian blinked, feeling the gaze that seemed to be real falling on him, and waved his hand in front of Xie Lang with amusement.

Not to mention, this dress is very heavy. Not only is it heavily embroidered, but it is also hung with gold ornaments. If placed in a modern museum, it would be a treasure.

“It looks better than I thought.”

Xie Lang put his arms around her waist from behind. It was so narrow. She had been sick during the trip to the north, and she had lost weight due to overwork. The originally measured size had a little extra. Although it did not affect the overall size, it made people feel uneasy.

Fortunately, there are still some days to take good care of myself.

The soft flesh on Wen Hemian's waist was sensitive. Xie Lang rubbed it back and forth for a few times. She became impatient and slapped the back of his hand. She said in a cold voice: "I have tried it. Since it fits, help me take it off first."

She knew how much manpower and resources would be needed to make such a dress. After all, it was worn on formal occasions, and it would not be good if it got dirty or wrinkled.

However, Xie Lang obviously did not have this awareness.

The previous obedience was swept away, and he was like a clingy big dog, his lips pressed against her cheek, his hands hugged her tighter, and his eyes seemed to be filled with a bit of infatuation: "No way."

Wen Hemian wanted to scold him for going too far, but the emperor, who had expected this, gently covered her lips and held her earlobe tightly, refusing to let go. If it were just that, it would have been fine, but there was a huge bronze mirror in front of her, and in broad daylight, she could clearly see the two of them in their current postures.

Anyway...it's indescribable.

Perhaps because he saw himself being glared at in the mirror, Xie Lang smiled and nuzzled her neck, his voice hinting with sarcasm: "You've done everything you should and shouldn't have done, so why is Han Shuang still so shy?"

Is this shyness? This is clearly indecent!

For the first time, Wen Hemian felt that he could actually be a feudalist.

It is obvious that reasoning will not work when dealing with shameless people.

Most of the furnishings in the side hall were familiar to her. Wen Hemian took a quick glance and suddenly noticed something cold on the couch by the window. A plan suddenly came to her mind, and she took great effort to take Xie Lang's hand.

The tone of voice softened, almost coaxing.

"Your Majesty, do you want to try something more exciting?"

Wen Hemian did not look back, but looked at Xie Lang through the bronze mirror, with a faint smile appearing in his eyes.

Xie Lang's throat became dry and his eyes suddenly darkened. "What do you want to play, Master?"

He was a little curious.

The smile on Wen Hemian's lips widened: "Your Majesty, please close your eyes first. Don't open them before I agree."

Except for being really disobedient at certain times, His Majesty the Emperor is obedient most of the time.

Just like now, as soon as she stated her request, Xie Lang closed his eyes consciously without any need for urging.

He seemed quite looking forward to what was to come.

This is easy to handle.

Wen Hemian lowered his eyelashes and led him towards the small couch, moving calmly and unhurriedly.

Xie Lang muttered to himself for a while, not guessing what she wanted to do, but he behaved well and didn't open his eyes to peek.

Soon, Wen Hemian took him to sit down.

Seeing the emperor's kind-hearted and gullible appearance, she almost felt sorry for him. But then she came to her senses and thought about the many times he had deceived her in the past. Her smile suddenly turned cold.

She quickly took the chain on the couch, fastened one end to the Emperor's hand and the other end to the couch.

This thing was originally prepared for her, and many traces of it were left on his bedroom and side hall.

I don’t know what kind of evil taste he had, but he didn’t let anyone clean it up. Now it’s kept and it has become just the right tool for Wen Hemian to commit the crime.

Typical of shooting yourself in the foot.

Xie Lang opened his eyes suddenly upon hearing the voice, his face full of surprise: "...Hanshuang?"

Wen Hemian was wearing her wedding dress, looking down at him, her eyebrows and eyes were like pictures, bewitching, and she bent her eyes: "Why don't you listen?"

Xie Lang tugged at the chain on his hand. The chain was not made of gold and was very strong, so he couldn't move it.

He already had a bad feeling in his heart.

But Wen Hemian was annoyed by him and was determined to teach him a lesson. He put the key in his hand, stared at him and smiled without saying a word.

Xie Lang spoke with difficulty: "Master, what do you want to do?"

"Of course, let Your Majesty reflect on your actions here."

Wen Hemian patted his cheek, which seemed to be a bad action in itself, but between them, it inexplicably carried a sense of intimacy, closeness and ambiguity.

Xie Lang stared at her with moist eyes that looked like they were filled with tears. In fact, only by looking him in the eye in person could one know the deep desire hidden in those eyes.

It was terribly hot.

Wen Hemian frowned and thought for a while, and suddenly, before Xie Lang could react, he covered his eyes and kissed him.

She rarely took the initiative, her kissing skills were not very good, and even had a hint of immaturity. Her actions were most unintentional, but most arousing. The young man's breathing became heavier, and he wanted to hug her, but was gently and forcefully pressed down.

He could have resisted if he wanted to, but he didn't.

In other words, he was reluctant to break the situation where Wen Hemian took the initiative.

Just when he was about to take over the reins, Wen Hemian suddenly pulled away. She had the foresight to take several steps back, looking at Xie Lang with a smile.

Xie Lang's forehead was throbbing with veins, and his eyes seemed to swallow her up: "Hanshuang, who are you trying to embarrass by teasing me like this?"

"Of course it's you." Wen Hemian wiped his lips slowly, speaking softly, "If you keep going on, you won't have to keep the wedding dress. Also, I've had my period these few days, so don't think about that."

Wen Hemian does have someone to rely on.

Young people should be more moderate instead of pursuing pleasure.

"Stay here and reflect. I'll have someone bring you the key in an hour."

Wen Hemian glanced meaningfully at the part of his body covered by the hem of his clothes, then turned around gracefully and went to change his clothes behind the screen.

Xie Lang: "..."

He pulled the chain again viciously, and there was a loud clattering sound.

This damn thing!

I can definitely tear it apart with brute force, but I'm afraid Wen Hemian will get angry when he turns around.

Thinking of this, he could only droop his shoulders in depression.

Never mind. There's always a chance to get it back later.