He bit her lips gently, "Jiaojiao, what do you want to call me?"

"No..." The tears in her eyes grew thicker.

"Sure, you'll get used to it after a while. Jiaojiao, can you call me husband?"

"Husband..." Her voice was a little floating and soft.

"Good girl, my dear wife, I'm here." He devoted half of his attention to coaxing her, and the other half to "coaxing" her.

She tightened her grip around his neck and her body trembled slightly.

"Can you please tell me you love me? Hmm?" He stroked her back gently.

"Love you."

"Who do you love?" He pressed his palms on her lower back, holding her waist.

She bit his shoulder for a long time without saying anything, tears falling from her eyes.

Feng Huaiji endured it so hard that his eyes turned red. After she let go, he gently kissed her lips, "Does it hurt?"

She blinked her wet eyelashes and uttered two words in grievance.

Feng Huaiji kissed away the tears from her eyes and said, "It will be fine after a while."

As long as it doesn't hurt, it's good.

The sound of burning wedding candles rang out in the room; the candlelight flickered slightly, reflecting the intimate figures on the bed.

"Who does Jiaojiao love?"

"Feng Huaiji, Feng...Langzhi."

"Yes, I love Jiaojiao too. I love Jiaojiao the most." His voice was extremely gentle, comforting her.

The amplitude of the swaying candlelight gradually increased, and the bridal chamber was filled with ambiguity.

Feng Huaiji coaxed her all night and kept kissing away her tears of joy.

"Bright."

She shouldn't.

He "kisses" with a little force, "Will you answer me, my dear lady?"

"Um……"

"Call me husband."

"Husband... Sir." Her words stumbled on her lips, coming out intermittently.

"I am here."

When the night rain stopped, he hugged her, gently pressed her soft belly, kissed her swollen eyelids, and then took her to clean up and changed the quilt.

She had already fallen asleep, with her cheeks still flushed with pleasure.

Feng Huaiji hugged her tightly, looked at her for a long time before kissing her cheek and closing his eyes.

The next day, Feng Huaiji noticed her movement, opened his eyes and met her confused eyes.

He kissed her lips, "Good morning, ma'am."

Yu Yingyue blinked, her memory came back to her, and she buried her head in his arms with red cheeks.

Feng Huaiji patted her on the back and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"My waist is sore and my stomach is bloated." Her muffled voice came from his chest.

Feng Huaiji raised his hand to support her cheek and let her rest her chin on his shoulder, rubbing her waist, "Don't get bored."

"Are you hungry?"

"Hungry."

"We'll have breakfast later."

After massaging her for a while, Feng Huaiji carried her to wash up, took care of her breakfast, and then took her out to serve tea.

Due to their status, everyone stood and the tea was served quickly.

Feng Jue felt mixed emotions as he listened to her addressing him from daddy, to uncle, and then to third uncle.

Yu Wu looked at Yu Yingyue who came to him, took the tea she handed over, and took a sip.

Yu Yingyue held her hand and winked at her, "Today I'll call you Third Aunt, and tomorrow I'll call you Auntie."

Yu Wu laughed, "Narrow ghost."

Yu Yingyue gave gifts to the younger brothers and sisters. When it was Feng Huaiqi's turn, he blinked his big eyes and blurted out, "Thank you, sister."

Feng Huaiji put his palm on his head and said, "Now you have to call me second sister-in-law."

Feng Huaiqi curled his lips quietly, "Thank you, second sister-in-law."

"That's more like it."

After serving tea, Feng Huaiji took her back, entered the Qingzhu Courtyard, picked her up and walked into the house.

"Jiaojiao, do you want to sleep a little longer?"

"No need to sleep, keep rubbing my waist." She rubbed his neck.

"good."

Feng Huaiji held her and sat on the recliner, letting her lie in his arms. He gently rubbed her waist and kissed her cheek from time to time.