Chapter 122 The Belated Wedding Night

Su Hanchu was inexplicably pushed into the house. When he saw the flower petals covering the steaming water in the bathtub in the room, his face was filled with surprise.

What is going on?

As she slowly approached, she found a set of red satin pajamas placed next to the bathtub. She recognized the needlework on it; it was Ping'er's.

Suddenly I remembered that Jun Moye suddenly said something about going to town yesterday. Could it be that he deliberately avoided me just to prepare these things? Will there be a surprise in the dormitory?

Su Hanchu had a smile on her face, with a hint of sweetness and anticipation in her heart. She gently undressed and got into the bathtub.

After quickly washing up, I changed into pajamas, which were quite comfortable.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw Jun Moye already waiting at the door, also wearing red satin pajamas. Su Hanchu felt that for some reason, his heartbeat suddenly quickened.

Moreover, Mo Chuyuan was completely quiet, as if there was no one there.

Jun Moye extended his hand to her.

"lady."

Su Hanchu put her hand in his and let him lead her to the next dormitory.

It's just a few steps, but it makes people feel a little nervous.

As soon as I entered the bedroom, I saw a festive atmosphere.

"Jun Moye..."

Su Hanchu's voice was filled with surprise.

Jun Moye took her to the bed and helped her sit down.

"At the beginning, we both owed each other a cup of wedding wine."

Su Hanchu looked around and saw wedding characters pasted on the simple furniture everywhere.

Even the bed curtains were changed to red, the quilt cover on the bed had a wedding character on it, and red candles were lit on the table.

Jun Moye looked at the smile in her eyes and knew that she was happy, and a smile appeared on his face involuntarily.

He reached out and poured two glasses of wine, handing one to Su Hanchu.

"lady."

Su Hanchu took it nervously. Every woman wants to have a perfect wedding, and she is no exception. She really didn't expect that he would decorate the room and prepare the wedding wine for her.

Jun Moye looked into her eyes and spoke slowly.

"Madam, Su Hanchu, I, Jun Moye, wish to be with you alone in this life, to know you and stay with you, and to grow old with you and our children."

Su Hanchu's heart trembled when he heard this.

"Jun Moye, I am willing to stay by your side forever."

Their eyes met, their minds connected, and an ambiguous atmosphere spread throughout the room.

They crossed their arms slowly in tacit understanding and drank the belated cup of wine.

Jun Moye's eyes fell on Su Hanchu's cherry-red lips, and he reached out and slowly took the wine glass from her hand.

He reached out to hold the back of her neck while slowly moving closer to her lips and kissing her gently.

Su Hanchu closed his eyes and felt the breath that belonged to him.

Jun Moye held her lips tenderly, but slowly increased his strength, constantly demanding more, while his hands stroked her back.

"Hmm..." Su Hanchu was so confused by his kiss that she wanted to reach out and push him away nervously.

Jun Moye forcefully pressed his tongue and teeth against hers, slowly pressing her down on the bed.

He raised his hand to untie the belt of his clothes.

As the clothes were removed, Su Hanchu saw Jun Moye's strong abdominal muscles with a hint of mist in his eyes...

I couldn't help but pursed my lips and reached out curiously...

Jun Moye reached out and tugged at her collar, lowered his head and spoke slowly.

"Chu Chu, you are mine."

When the bright red pajamas were torn open, Jun Moye's kiss fell again, and Su Hanchu's hands were also clasped at her sides...

"Hmm..." Listening to her murmurs, Jun Moye's kiss slid all the way down to her neck.

At the same time, he clasped Su Hanchu's fingers little by little with his hands until all ten fingers were interlocked.

Su Hanchu felt like her heart was about to jump out, and her heavy breathing revealed her nervousness and panic at the moment.

When she felt the coolness on her body and his hot skin pressed against her, Su Hanchu spoke in panic, her voice trembling a little.

"Jun Moye..."

Jun Moye's eyes were deep and filled with lust, and his thin lips, which were red from kissing for too long, opened slightly.

"Chu Chu, I love you......"

As he sank down, Su Hanchu felt a pain, but he swallowed his scream.

The red candle on the table was still burning, the bed curtains were swaying, the low roar of heavy breathing was accompanied by the soft sobbing of women, and the moon rising outside the house shyly hid in the clouds...

It was not until midnight that the clouds and rain stopped in the house. Su Hanchu collapsed in Jun Moye's arms. There was a trace of mist in her beautiful, slightly red eyes, a teardrop hung in the corner of her eye, and her beautiful face was flushed so hard that she could hardly hide it.

Jun Moye's kiss fell on the corner of her eyes, kissing away her tears.

"Chu Chu, you are so beautiful."

Noticing his unruly hand, Su Hanchu, who was originally exhausted and about to fall asleep, suddenly woke up and hurriedly grabbed his hand.

“No, it hurts…”

Jun Moye couldn't help feeling moved when he heard her coquettish voice, but when he thought that she was a virgin after all and he had done it twice in a row, she must be very tired, so he hugged her in his arms.

"Okay, I won't come tonight."

Then he placed a kiss on her forehead.

"You rest first, I'll go get some hot water and clean up."

Su Hanchu felt sore all over, and was really sleepy and tired. She was too lazy to pay attention to him, so she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Jun Moye boiled some hot water, cleaned her carefully, wiped her body, and then cleaned himself briefly. After all, it would be uncomfortable to sleep if he was covered in sweat.

He lay down and held Su Hanchu in his arms, with a satisfied look on his face and a feeling of fullness in his heart, as if he owned the whole world.

A night passed.

Su Hanchu overslept for the first time today.

As the sunlight came in, the room was bright.

The red candle on the table has burned out.

As soon as Su Han opened her eyes, she ran into Jun Moye's eyes full of affection.

Jun Moye pinched a strand of her hair with his fingertips, his eyes full of affection.

"Chuchu is awake."

Thinking of the lingering love last night, Su Hanchu couldn't help but blush, and the two of them were still skin to skin.

"We should get up. We've all overslept."

Looking at her shy look, Jun Moye felt a heat in his lower abdomen and hugged her again.

Su Hanchu screamed in fright.

"Jun Moye, don't go too far."

Jun Moye lowered his head and kissed her lips accurately, domineeringly demanding her breath. After the lingering kiss ended, he hugged her to calm his heart.

"Don't move, let me hold you for a while."

Su Hanchu was so angry that she struggled and spoke coquettishly.

"You bastard."

Jun Moye's lustful voice sounded.

"Chu Chu, if you move again I won't be polite. Don't you know that men in the early morning are the worst to mess with?"

Su Hanchu had no choice but to stop struggling after hearing this. After all, his whole body was sore and he decided not to get out of bed today.

"Who provoked you? It's obviously you who has no self-control... Get out..."