Grandpa Fuapos;s Ful

Mu Xing stood at the entrance, dressed in a pure white wedding dress, holding a diamond bouquet. Through her veil, she gazed longingly at the man on the altar.,The intoxicating passion of their wedding night permeated the master bedroom on the second floor.,Fu Lingxiao pinched her slender waist, gently pressing her onto the bed. He leaned in close to her tender, rosy lips and didn't rush to kiss her. His voice was low and hoarse as he said, "Mrs. Fu, happy wedding."。