Douluo: Take the First Poseidon's Nine Tests

Chapter 316

The next morning, Hemingway got up early and was surrounded by a group of young people. Because the wedding is completed at her mother's house, the step of receiving the wedding can naturally be omitted. They are both mother's family. The process is not complicated. They just wear formal clothes and offer tea to your elders and brother Tang Xiao.

Then the younger generation saluted their uncle and uncle, and then held a banquet. The wedding was so simple that Hemingway didn't even feel real. But fortunately, the woman in the Red Palace Dress always reminded Hemingway that she was already her own woman.

The banquet took half a day, and many elders and young people frequently toasted, as if they were trying to get him drunk. At the end, even Hemingway's physical quality felt inadequate. In fact, he can use his soul power to dispel the wine directly, but today is a happy day. If you don't get drunk, you always feel a little less. So let it go.

At the end of the party, Hemingway, who was full of wine, was staggered back to the room supported by his wife. Back to the new house, let Hemingway sit on their wedding bed. Tang Yuehua looked at herself. Because of the drunken man with blood on his face, his mood was very complicated. In the past, I chose to give up my personal happiness because I was also the burden of the recovery sect. Unexpectedly, I'm going to be 40, and I still have a chance to get married. Especially when I became a soul master. All this was as unreal to her as a dream.

"Yuehua, I'll take a bath. You smell uncomfortable because of the smell of wine." Seeing his daughter-in-law's complexion was complex and staring at himself, Hemingway thought that the wine smell on his body made her feel uncomfortable, so he consciously stood up and staggered to the bathroom. Taking a shower can also wake you up. It saves you a bad wedding night for the first time in your life.

As he walked, his hand had begun to unbutton his body.

"Let me help you. Why do you drink so much wine? Don't you usually drink nothing?" Seeing Hemingway struggling to go to the bathroom, Tang Yuehua called him directly, then walked forward and untied his buttons one by one.

"Isn't today a happy day? They always don't drink a toast to me." Hemingway didn't refuse her action. He was already a husband and wife. Naturally, he didn't need to worry about the defense of men and women as before.

Staring at his wife's white face, Zhang Zheng had a panoramic view of the seriousness on her face when her eyelashes flashed. A tenderness rose in Hemingway's heart.

"Yuehua...!" He couldn't help reaching out and holding up his wife's pretty face. He felt the silky and warmth in his palm. Hemingway felt very satisfied. Unlike other women, this is his fair haired wife. A sense of ceremony!

"Don't move. The whole body is full of wine. Do you need me to wash it for you?" He took off Hemingway's coat one by one, leaving only a pair of shorts. Tang Yuehua blushed and whispered.

Hemingway shook her head, then signaled that she was all right, and then shook her body into the bathroom. If wine is not drunk, everyone will be drunk, and if color is not charming, people will be fascinated. The main reason why he is drunk today is the deliberate indulgence caused by his happiness when he marries the woman he loves.

Turn on the nozzle, rinse it with cold water, and then use soul power to dispel the wine and wake up. Hemingway changed to hot water. Take a look in the bathroom mirror, look at yourself in the mirror, and a proud smile appears on your face.

From today on, I can officially have a home in this world. Before that, although he had many confidants, the two sides did not formally establish a relationship. But from today on, he finally got married.

At the thought of this, he has a sincere sense of happiness. Because he finally has a home in this strange world.

It turned out that a simple wedding made people feel so different. Or it is this sense of ceremony that gives people a sense of solemnity.

The man bathed quickly. After washing, Hemingway wrapped his body in a bath towel and walked out of the bathroom. When he came out, Tang Yuehua had taken off her red palace dress as a wedding dress and put on loose silk pajamas.

"The pajamas are in the cabinet. Change them yourself and I'll take a bath." As she spoke, the beauty walked into the bathroom barefoot and slippers.

Seeing the snow-white skin exposed under her black pajamas, Hemingway couldn't help gushing blood after waking up. He opened the ancient mahogany wardrobe and saw the brand-new men's clothes and trousers inside. Hemingway was also moved.

These clothes are estimated to be the clothes that Tang Yuehua bought down the mountain with herself on her back these days, with a heart from her wife. Take out a black nightgown and change it. It fits perfectly in length and size.

"Oh, Yuehua still knows my figure!" Putting on his clothes, Hemingway selectively ignored Tang Yuehua's career and other people's talent fields. You know, a real aristocrat should also fully understand clothing. How to match it and what occasion it is suitable for.

After changing his clothes, Hemingway was looking forward to returning to the big bed, uncovering the quilt and getting into the quilt.

After he got into bed, his eyes didn't leave the bathroom door. Five minutes, ten minutes, fifteen minutes

In his heart scratching and liver waiting, an hour later, Tang Yuehua finally came out of the bathroom in her pajamas. Seeing Hemingway staring at herself, Tang Yuehua smiled. That's why I went to the dresser and picked up skin care products.

"Yuehua, hurry up and do makeup?" Hemingway saw his daughter-in-law's relaxed posture. He was like a young brother for the first time. Oh, No. He is really a first brother.

Hemingway jumped out of bed. In Tang Yuehua's exclamation, he hugged her soft body and ran back to bed.

In his previous life and this life, he married for the first time in two lives. Now he doesn't want to bear it for a minute.

"Fuck off, aunt's bridal chamber dares to listen to the wall. Don't you want to live?" Outside the new house, several young disciples of haotianzong are squatting at the door to listen to the corner. Unfortunately, after being seen by passing Tang Niu, he kicked several people off with one foot on their hips. He is a supporter of the patriarchal clan and has great respect for Tang Yuehua. Besides, if this kind of thing is known by the strong little uncle, how many people can have a good life?

As another leader among the three generations of disciples, Tang Niu felt that he had the responsibility to stand up and deal with them. When the time comes, the little uncle knows that he will beat them to death with one punch.

In the room, Hemingway moved his ears twice and heard the breath outside the door go away. Then he nodded with satisfaction, and then gently took off his wife's pajamas.

Don't forget, he's a bully. His senses are very sharp even if he is not in the open state. Just those little bastards outside the door can escape his perception?

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Falling red is not a ruthless thing. It turns into spring mud to protect flowers.

Early in the morning.

Hemingway got up refreshed. Though he was part of the party last night, he wasted many essences. But with his current cultivation and current physique. That little loss is pediatrics. After tossing about in the middle of the night, it's still fierce. You can fight thousands of rounds at any time.

If Tang Yuehua's body was not tossed and couldn't support it, Hemingway said he was completely fine even for three days and nights. After all, strong physique, then the function of that aspect is naturally strong.

Looking at Tang Yuehua, who is still sleeping in bed and with a sweet smile on her face, Hemingway really can't bear to wake her up. After all, she was tossed in the middle of the night last night. She was too tired.

But today is the second day of marriage. There are other things to do.

So before going to bed last night, Tang Yuehua repeatedly said that she must wake herself up in the morning. Hemingway had no choice but to do so. Fortunately, he has other ways to restore Tang Yuehua's energy.

After using the power of water to condense a variety of water that can quickly restore energy, such as nourishing water and life water, into Tang Yuehua's body, Tang Yuehua soon woke up. The spirit lost yesterday has recovered as before, and even the state is full.

With his charming appearance, Hemingway almost couldn't help doing morning exercises again. Fortunately, taking into account her heart, she didn't take action in the end.

After a brief wash, the couple went to offer tea to Tang Xiao and some elders early.

After breakfast, Hemingway took Tang Yuehua to Tang Xiao's study.

"Brother-in-law, don't get excited about what I'm going to say next!" The study is not simple, but it is very simple. Two long rows of bookshelves almost block two walls. In front of one row, there is a desk.

In the middle of the room, there are two long sofas and tea tables. Tang Xiao couldn't see Hemingway's mysterious appearance, especially when the other party arch his own sister last night. Although the age difference between his brother and sister is more than 20 years, it is precisely because of this that Tang Xiao has the illusion that his eldest brother is like his father. Sometimes he is willing to stand in his father's seat and look at his sister.

"Hum! If you have something to say, what is God talking about?" Tang Xiao snorted coldly.

"Well, since brother-in-law said so, don't get excited after you and Yuehua heard about my next words. As for whether to tell others, it's your own business. I'm Yuehua's husband. I tell you just because she's your sister." Hemingway gave the two men a preventive injection before he continued to speak in Tang Xiao's impatience and his daughter-in-law's gentle smile.

"I've seen Haotian Douluo..."

But as soon as he spoke, their faces changed. Tang Xiao stood up straight and couldn't believe it. He asked, "what are you talking about?"

"Sit down, sit down. And Yuehua, don't get excited." Clapping his wife and grasping his little hand, Hemingway repeated his words with a smile.

"I once saw Haotian Douluo. At that time, he secretly guarded a boy. The boy was called Tang San..." he hugged his wife and Hemingway began to talk about Tang Hao and Tang San.

Listening to Zhang Zheng, Tang Yuehua just fell into his arms and cried. But Tang Xiao, with an iron face, clenched his fist several times and finally chose to loosen it. Finally, it can only turn into a long sigh.

"Why did you tell me such a thing now?" Seeing Hemingway take out his handkerchief to wipe his tears, Tang Yuehua beat him on the chest with his white and tender fist. His tone was full of anger.

"You can't blame me for that. I didn't know who you were before I officially came to propose marriage. What's more, I didn't know you were his aunt." Hemingway answered his daughter-in-law's anger more righteously than ever. As for whether it is true or false, I'm afraid only he knows.

Hemingway never regarded the original protagonist Tang San as a threat. First, there is no conflict of interest between the two. Second, he is now sure to inherit the throne of the sea god, and the capital of killing has been poisoned by himself. I'm afraid it's not far from destruction. It is impossible for him to get the field of killing God again. Without the realm of killing God, don't think about inheriting the Shura throne.

Even if Tang San is lucky enough to find a deity in the future, it is absolutely impossible for him to be the opponent of his double deities. In that case, why don't he be generous.

And watching Hemingway still gently wipe the tears in the corners of Tang Yuehua's eyes. Tang Xiao, who had just had breakfast, almost choked when this wave of dog food came down.

"Yuehua, what does it look like to cry in front of outsiders?" Tang Xiao could only scold his sister with a cold face. Through reprimand, she tried to let her know the existence of her big brother.

stranger?

You are an outsider!

This is my wife!

As soon as Tang Xiao taught his sister, Hemingway almost rolled up his sleeves and beat him up! He secretly slandered him in his heart. Then he gently comforted his wife: "Yuehua, brother-in-law is right. If you want to cry, let's go back to the room and have a good cry. After all, he is an outsider. It's not appropriate for us to show our love in front of him."

Then Hemingway gave someone a provocative look. The daughter-in-law has arrived, and the brother-in-law has lost the need to please. In that case, he naturally doesn't mind being presumptuous.

"Boy, I'm Yuehua's brother. Dare you say I'm an outsider." When Hemingway said he was an outsider, Tang Xiao slapped the table and stood up with a red face.

"Cough...! brother-in-law, as my brother-in-law, I must remind you. Yuehua is my daughter-in-law. When she enters the door of my Hai family, she is my man. If you want to be close, my husband is closer to her." A mere Tang Xiao wielding a sledgehammer, Hemingway said he didn't advise. Directly and impolitely.

Seeing that her husband and eldest brother quarreled over who was closer to her, Tang Yuehua covered her beautiful red lips and puffed a smile. Just now the sadness on his face disappeared. With the tears in the corners of his eyes, he looked very beautiful.

The red lips opened gently, and the enchanting voice in her intellectual nature had spread into their ears.

"Mingwei, brother, stop making trouble. I'll adjust my mood myself. You don't have to worry about me. And Mingwei, tell me about junior three." He patted Hemingway gently, and Tang Yuehua pulled him to sit down again. She is not a fool. She can't see her husband and big brother. She's afraid of her own sadness. That's why she teases herself.

The two brothers have loved themselves since childhood, but they are closer to the younger second brother because of their age. Now think about it, or really should not. But the second brother is ten years older than himself, and the eldest brother is fifteen years older than the second brother. The age gap is too big. I really didn't mean to alienate him.

After all, in the child stage, there is a young second brother. Who would like to be close to an older brother who is more than 20 years older than himself?