An alluring red.

"Not bad."

She wasn't actually very tired today because Ye Chunjiang didn't let her do much and she spent most of her time upstairs.

Ye Chunjiang would also bring up some food, drinks and fruits from time to time.

Where can you get tired?

"Have you been drinking?"

Even after taking a shower, the smell of alcohol still remained on him.

"Yeah, I drank a little, but not much. I'm not drunk, don't worry."

Song Qingdai's face was hot.

Of course she knew what to do on her wedding night, and she also knew what Gao Han meant by that.

The girl lowered her head, somewhat afraid to look at him.

"Qingdai, are you done wiping it off?" Gao Han asked.

The man had a low voice, and when he got closer, his hot breath fell on her side, itchy and warm.

Even if the fan was running all the time, it couldn't blow away the dryness and heat.

"Not yet, my back hasn't been wiped yet..."

As soon as he finished speaking, the vanishing cream in his palm fell into the man's hand.

She had taken a shower and her body still had the scent of soap, and the delicate vanishing cream was rubbed and melted in the man's palm.

In Gao Han's opinion, Song Qingdai was very thin, and one slap would almost cover her entire back.

But he never seemed to think that the problem was that his hands were too big.

After all, he is 188cm tall, so his hands can't be that small.

Many things can be packaged almost entirely in one hand.

The moment the palm fell, Song Qingdai's body trembled slightly, her pearly teeth gently bit her moist lips, and a blush quickly appeared on her cheeks.

She nervously grasped the hem of her skirt with both hands, and cold sweat even seeped out of her palms.

"Relax, why are you so nervous? I'm not going to eat you."

The man's voice was behind her, his palms were slightly rough, but his movements were gentle.

Song Qingdai lowered her head, her hair scattered, exposing her entire fair and smooth back and neck, and her ears were red.

She felt like she was about to be ripe all over.

In her previous life, she lived for more than 40 years and had never had such an intimate relationship with any man.

But this time…

“Hmm…”

suddenly.

A kiss landed on the small of her back.

The hot breath with a slightly wet touch paralyzed her whole body and nerves in an instant.

At that moment, it seemed as if all her limbs had lost their strength, leaving only softness.

"Qingdai, today is our wedding night."

He reached out from behind and gently wrapped his arms around her waist.

"Are you afraid?"

He could feel her nervousness and fear.

"Don't be afraid, from today on I will be your husband, and you will be my only wife in this life."

"Qingdai, since we are married, I will be your greatest support and most reliable harbor in this life."

So no matter what happens, he will protect Song Qingdai.

Of course, he also hoped that Song Qingdai could always trust him unconditionally and rely on him, so that he, as her husband, would seem to have some value.

Song Qingdai felt a little warm in her heart.

No one had ever told her this.

There was never anyone she could rely on.

"Yes, I know..."

The lights are out.

Gao Han paused for a moment, and his breathing became rapid.

"You're not wearing anything underneath?"

In the darkness, Song Qingdai blushed and whispered, "If you sleep, there's no need to wear it, and it's quite troublesome to take it off..."

"Well, it's quite troublesome."

"Oops, wrong, not there..."

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