Suddenly, Tang Yanqi’s waist was embraced by soone, and with a forceful pull, she fell onto the bed, landing on Sheng Jianan’s chest, his hands still clasped around her waist.
"Jianan?"
Tang Yanqi called out but got no response. Struggling to get up, the man on the bed suddenly opened his eyes.
He imdiately flipped her over, pressing her onto the bed.
The new room in the castle was designed in the style of the British Royal Family from the Middle Ages, with soft yellow lighting, dim and intoxicating.
Under such lighting, Sheng Jianan’s eyes appeared even deeper and more alluring.
They possessed a magic that could draw a person in instantly. Tang Yanqi swallowed nervously: "Jianan... mmm..."
Sheng Jianan lowered his head to kiss the person beneath him deeply. The scent of wine lingered in his mouth, and Tang Yanqi couldn’t tell how much he had drunk tonight, but the residual aroma alone was enough to intoxicate her.
Sheng Jianan skillfully entwined with her, his hands gently roaming around Tang Yanqi’s waist.
In a haze, the only thought left in Tang Yanqi’s mind was, is this man really drunk?
After a long kiss, Sheng Jianan suddenly released her, burying his head in her neck: "Bath."
There was a hint of playful whining in his tone. Tang Yanqi gradually cald down and reached out to push him: "Then go bathe."
The man didn’t move and continued to act spoiled: "I’m drunk, help ."
Tang Yanqi: "..."
Oh, co on, soone who knows they’re drunk still wants soone else to help them?
Tang Yanqi pushed him again: "Go yourself, shall I help you run the water?"
He seed determined to act spoiled, remaining unmoved, still using that slightly drunk and coquettish tone: "Wife, help ..."
Tang Yanqi: "!!!"
After dawdling on the bed for twenty minutes, Tang Yanqi finally succumbed to his shaless coquetry. She helped him slowly to the bathroom, turned on the shower, and dutifully helped him out of his clothes.
As Tang Yanqi did all this, Sheng Jianan’s eyes remained fixed on her.
The intense gaze was impossible for Tang Yanqi to ignore, no matter how intentionally she tried.
Finally managing to strip him, Tang Yanqi took a deep breath: "Alright, in you go."
Sheng Jianan suddenly smirked, exuding an indescribable wicked charm, his arms encircling Tang Yanqi’s waist: "Thank you, wife. Now it’s my turn to help you."
"Hey, I... mmm..."
If the last wedding night was a cold winter, then this one was a scorching sumr.
From the bathroom to the bedroom, Sheng Jianan didn’t stop. Tang Yanqi beca more convinced that everyone had been fooled by this man today; he didn’t seem drunk at all.
In the end, Tang Yanqi didn’t fall asleep; she passed out.
Sheng Jianan’s eyes were clear, with no sign of intoxication, only an irresistible smile erging from his dark eyes.
"Yanxi, do you know? Before I t you, I never knew I could like soone so much. How lucky I am to have you, because of you, I look forward to every single mont in the future. I will strive to extend my life, so we can be together for longer."
Sheng Jianan suppressed his smile, kissing Tang Yanqi’s forehead with utmost devotion.
So sweet words aren’t unsaid because they can’t be, but because they’re ant for you alone.
I love you, with my wisdom, with my money, with my energy, with my life...
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