"My lady, does it hurt?" After a mont of passion, Ye Zi’an lifted his head from Yang Chuxia’s ear and gently asked.
"It’s fine." It did hurt a bit, but it wasn’t anything unbearable, nor was it as painful as she had heard people say.
"Do you feel comfortable?" Ye Zi’an asked again after hearing her reply.
"Pfft..." Yang Chuxia couldn’t help but giggle. She had found out that Brother An was the epito of the perfect modern man. In their society, n usually only cared about their own pleasure during these monts, not whether won enjoyed it or not.
"Well, are you comfortable?" Not getting an answer, Ye Zi’an asked again.
"Comfortable."
Hearing her answer, Ye Zi’an’s expression instantly beca both cheerful and delighted. Yang Chuxia sighed softly, thinking that n really did crave validation.
A mont later, Ye Zi’an propped himself up on his hands and whispered in her ear, "My lady, are you tired?"
Yang Chuxia glanced at him sideways and bluntly said, "Too much indulgence is harmful to your health."
Ye Zi’an couldn’t help but laugh at her words, then leaned back down, saying, "Originally, I just wanted to ask, but it seems my lady isn’t tired. Since that’s the case, let’s do it again. Your taste is truly lovely."
"You shaless..."
"How can I bring happiness to my lady without being shaless?"
"..."
Afterward, the sounds of their intimacy echoed within the red chamber for a long ti before gradually fading away.
By morning, sunlight stread in through the window, illuminating the sa bridal chamber and red curtain.
On the bridal bed, a woman’s long black hair was sprawled across her pillow, her fair arm draped over her red quilt, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
Next to her, a man with a perfectly sculpted and pale face tenderly gazed at her, his eyes filled with warmth. His gaze was so intense that she couldn’t even pretend to sleep any longer.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes, eting a pair of eyes full of laughter and affection.
"Awake yet?"
"If you hadn’t been staring at like that, I bet I could’ve slept longer."
"Well, you can sleep so more now." Ye Zi’an chuckled as Yang Chuxia sleepily rubbed her eyes and pouted in dissatisfaction. "After all, we don’t have to get up early to recognize our relatives, we just have to pay respect to my parents later. You can sleep a bit more."
"I can’t sleep anymore!" Yang Chuxia glared at him, "Who can fall back asleep after being disturbed like that?"
Ye Zi’an’s hand slipped across the skin exposed by her shoulder. Suddenly, he rolled over and grinned, "Since my lady isn’t sleepy, let’s have so more fun, shall we?"
"Hey, you lewd rascal! Do you know what it ans to have restraint?"
"My lady, we’ve just gotten married—exercising restraint now would make people think your husband is inadequate." Ye Zi’an said with conviction, "Besides, I’ve waited so many years. Now that the at is finally available, you have to let indulge, my dear wife, my dear wife..."
Faced with Ye Zi’an’s shaless begging, Yang Chuxia could only think one thing: Once a rabbit has tasted at, it will never go back to grass.
By the ti she opened her eyes again, it was already noon, and Ye Zi’an was not in the room. The once-ssy room had been tidied up, and her clothes were neatly placed by the bed.
She had just begun to get dressed when she discovered her waist was sore. Indeed, having such a delicate waist was indeed a hazard during such activities.
As she put on her inner garnt, Ye Zi’an entered the room, "My lady, you’re awake?"
"I’m hungry!"
"I’ve prepared the al, I’ll have Xiu’er bring it to you soon." Saying that, he picked up her clothes and helped her get dressed.
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