The two people faced each other, perfectly aligned.

Seeing Fu Chenyuan's darkening eyes, Jiang Wanning subconsciously swallowed, feeling somewhat nervous.

Fu Chenyuan leaned down, and Jiang Wanning subconsciously closed her eyes.

Once their lips touched, they were inseparable.

At the wedding, Fu Chenyuan gave a restrained kiss. Now it was just the two of them, with no third party in the world.

His kisses were unrestrained and provocative.

Waves surged in one after another, the sound of the wind and the waves seemingly adding to their merriment.

Just as the situation was about to spiral out of control, Jiang Wanning's stomach started rumbling.

Fu Chenyuan's eyes were filled with desire. His pale lips were now slightly red, and the corners of his eyes on his fair skin were tinged with red, making him look very alluring and full of sexual tension.

He chuckled softly and planted a few kisses on Jiang Wanning's hair: "Hungry? It was my oversight; I should have fed my wife first."

Should we feed her first, and then do whatever we want with her?

Even though the person didn't say what he was going to say, Jiang Wanning automatically filled in the blanks in her mind.

Fu Chenyuan led Jiang Wanning by the hand towards their residence.

At this moment, the setting sun had completely sunk into the sea, and the last bit of afterglow gradually disappeared. Their shadows huddled together, stretched out very long.

White seabirds returning home at dusk spread their wings and took flight.

Fu Chenyuan entered the kitchen, and Jiang Wanning followed him in.

"Go and rest, I'll cook." Fu Chenyuan was always so domineering in this regard.

Jiang Wanning hugged Fu Chenyuan from behind.

She had indeed become bolder because she was certain that Fu Chenyuan also liked her.

She doesn't mind taking the initiative.

The person she likes is right in front of her, and they're already husband and wife, so what's wrong with her taking the initiative?

Fu Chenyuan's waist was easier to hug than she had imagined. It wasn't the first time Jiang Wanning had hugged his waist, but every time she still wanted to praise how amazing her brother's waist was.

Her face was pressed against Fu Chenyuan's back, just as Fu Chenyuan wished; Jiang Wanning was now clinging to him.

Fu Chenyuan chuckled softly: "Don't want to go out?"

"Yes, I'm right here. I can cook, and I can help out."

"Call me 'husband' and I'll let you stay."

Jiang Wanning really didn't have an easy time saying "husband" to him.

She opened her mouth, but her throat felt like it was glued shut, and she couldn't quite manage to call out "husband."

Jiang Wanning cheered herself up; being shy like this wasn't her style.

"Honey, please, I want to cook with you."

Doing anything with someone you like is fun, even just sitting together and spacing out makes the time feel pleasant.

She used to hate cooking because she was forced to do it in the Zhao family. If she didn't cook well, they would nitpick, and she had a psychological trauma from it.

But she had also seen Fu Chenyuan cook for her, and she saw how much he enjoyed it, how much love he showed her. Especially when she ate with relish, Fu Chenyuan's smile became even brighter.

Now Jiang Wanning is no longer averse to cooking. When she cooks for someone she likes, the food is always made with care. No matter how well or poorly it is made, the person eating it will still be all smiles.

Fu Chenyuan had only meant to tease her, but when she said she wanted to cook with him, his heart softened.

There are fresh ingredients in the refrigerator.

Fu Chenyuan explained, "These past few days, someone has been delivering fresh ingredients every morning. If there's anything you'd like to eat, you can make a list first. Or, if you find this island boring, we can go somewhere else tomorrow."

Jiang Wanning shook her head: "I won't be bored here. How much time do you have? How long do you want to stay?"

A one-month honeymoon is unrealistic; she's busy, and Fu Chenyuan is even busier.

"The tentative plan is seven days. If the plan changes, we'll discuss it then."

"good."

"You really won't get bored?" Fu Chenyuan asked again to confirm.

He had gone to great lengths to bring Jiang Wanning here, and he didn't want anyone to share the time he spent with her with him, not even strangers, as he felt it would be a disturbance.

Fu Chenyuan was alarmed by his possessiveness. He knew he was not normal, and he was trying his best to be normal. As long as Jiang Wanning was there, as long as Jiang Wanning's gaze was only on him.

After receiving Jiang Wanning's assurance, Fu Chenyuan lowered his eyes and a silent smile appeared on his lips.

For dinner, Fu Chenyuan made braised pork ribs, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, steamed sea fish, and scallops with vermicelli.

The two people sat facing each other.

The restaurant is right outside.

Outside the house, on the beach, small lights are wrapped around a frame, twinkling like stars.

Fu Chenyuan lit the candles, and by the time it took to eat a meal, it was completely dark.

At this moment, the distant waves shimmered with a pale white luster; those were white sprays.

The waves crashed in waves, and the sounds of nature filled my senses, which was incredibly soothing.

Fu Chenyuan poured Jiang Wanning a glass of milk and clinked glasses with her: "Happy marriage, Mrs. Fu."

"Happy marriage, Mr. Fu."

Jiang Wanning took a small sip of milk, and white foam appeared on the corner of her lips.

Fu Chenyuan's gaze deepened, and he pointed to the corner of his lips. Jiang Wanning looked at him, puzzled.

A moment later, Jiang Wanning's vision went black as Fu Chenyuan turned and kissed her lips.

He gently licked the corner of Jiang Wanning's lips, removing the milk stain, and Jiang Wanning's face instantly turned red.

Dinner was plentiful, and Jiang Wanning ate her fill. She couldn't finish the rest, but Fu Chenyuan finished the last of the food without changing his expression, leaving his plate clean.

After dinner, Jiang Wanning wanted to wash the dishes, but Fu Chenyuan wouldn't let her.

The man turns on the tap, and even washing dishes exudes a unique kind of sexiness.

After dinner, Fu Chenyuan asked Jiang Wanning if she wanted to go for a walk.

Although there were only the two of them on the island, it was not undeveloped.

A road has been built along the island, which can be accessed by tour bus or on foot.

The two walked for more than half an hour to digest their food, but Fu Chenyuan's phone still rang.

He went to the study to answer the phone, while Jiang Wanning took her easel and sat outside to paint the night scene.

Fu Chenyuan had already finished dealing with things and came out after only drawing a model.

He hugged Jiang Wanning from behind, his voice a little hoarse: "Wanwan, are you sleepy? Go upstairs and take a shower."

One sentence was enough to freeze Jiang Wanning in place.

She took a bath, and now she knew exactly what would happen next.