The invincible one was also invited to the wedding. At this time, he was squatting on the carriage handrail, with a red bow tie around his neck, standing tall and waiting for his little mistress to get into the carriage.,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."。