39 The Wedding Night

After hearing the blessing from some of the guests, Fan Shu instantly understood what was going on. This wasn't a party. He had actually brought her here for a wedding.

The certificate they had just received was his and her marriage certificate.

Leng Feng had already invited famous people from all over the world to attend the wedding here. The gifts they gave could almost cover the entire country. She was wearing a luxurious wedding dress handmade by tens of thousands of people and designed by the world's top fashion designer, Joss.

"Why do we have to hold the wedding here?" Fan Shu asked in confusion.

Leng Feng smiled very proudly. "Because, after we get married here, we can't be separated for the rest of our lives."

Fan Shu suddenly remembered that there was indeed a rule in the Vatican law that couples who were registered to get married in this country could not get a divorce. Only death could separate them.

This wedding was Leng Feng's show of love for her, and it was also his promise.

Of course, Leng Feng had already arranged for people to broadcast their wedding live around the world. This time, their names became the headlines of the world's major media.

After the wedding, Leng Feng held Fan Shu's hand and bid farewell to the distinguished guests from various countries. They were busy until late at night before they could rest.

"Tonight is our wedding night. Are you looking forward to it?" He moved his lips close to her ear and smiled.

"I know it's our wedding night, but I'm afraid just taking off these gorgeous clothes will take till the middle of the night."

Fan Shu also looked at him with a wicked smile.

She had learned this expression from him, secretly practicing it for a long time.

"What's so difficult about it?"

Leng Feng laughed softly and reached his hand into her back. He felt an unknown thread, and with a strong pull, the wedding dress automatically loosened and slid down Fan Shu's graceful body to the ground.

This wedding dress was barebacked, so she couldn't wear a bra with it.

With this, all that was left of Fan Shu's body were her breasts that had pasties on them, her underwear, and her stockings, which were so thin that they were almost transparent.

"I had a master designer designed it to perfectly fit your body."

Leng Feng kindly explained and looked at her shocked expression with amusement.

Fan Shu pouted. "How do you take off your clothes? Let me see."

Leng Feng laughed and took off his tie.

"The groom's clothes are for the bride to take off."

He pressed her down on the bed and whispered in her ear, "This groom's clothes are to be taken off with your mouth. Don't you look forward to seeing me naked?"

Fan Shu blushed, but he did make her look forward to it.

Seeing Leng Feng's charming Adam's apple, she reached out her lips and kissed it gently as if she was bewitched.

Her lips slid all the way down, biting open his bow tie and buttons.

It seems that Leng Feng's buttons were actually made of chocolate and could be eaten directly.

After Fan Shu finished eating the buttons, Leng Feng's shirt naturally spread open.

"The belt and zipper of the pants can also be eaten," Leng Feng added.

When Fan Shu heard this, she took a bite at the belt buckle. As expected, it was fragrant and sweet.

However, she watched as Leng Feng's lower body set up a small tent while she chewed.

"Don't eat so many snacks. Eat some meat."

He bit on her earlobe and chuckled softly.

Fan Shu bit off the zipper and opened her mouth to contain his passionate shaft that was raising its head. Suddenly, she remembered something.

"Wait."

She took out a few pieces of ice from the refrigerator and put them in her mouth. Then, she put his member into her mouth again.

Alternating hot and cold, giving Leng Feng a whole new experience.