(Military Marriage + Marriage First, Then Love + Cute Baby + Sweet Pampering + Getting Rich)
Jiang Shiyue transmigrated one day to become an extreme married woman in a military compound, with...
The night is dark and the wine is drunk, it is the wedding night.
These words put together are more intoxicating than the strongest drug in the world.
What’s more, they are a newlywed couple in love.
Jiang Shiyue closed her eyes and let Chen Shanhe set her on fire.
"Be good and tell me!" Chen Shanhe bit her earlobe and coaxed her softly, hooking one hand around her waist and stroking the other hand back and forth along her waist, gradually moving upwards.
An indescribable feeling spread all the way down along with Chen Shanhe's breath on her ear, and together with the trembling caused by his hands, it merged into a bolt of lightning, striking Jiang Shiyue with confusion.
"You smell like flowers." Jiang Shiyue's voice was soft and she was slightly breathless.
She was wearing fresh flowers on her body and head today, especially lilies, which had a strong fragrance.
Chen Shanhe hugged her and kissed her several times, and some of it got on his body.
The other grooms were all local young men who worked in the fields on weekdays. Although the smell on their bodies was not bad, it was not very pleasant either.
Also, Chen Shanhe has been in the northwest all the time, and the cigarettes he smokes are different from those that the young people here are used to, so the smell of tobacco on his body is naturally different as well.
The reason she didn't touch him by height, weight, or size was, firstly, to avoid being watched by onlookers, and secondly, she figured that since she was asked to choose the groom, most fake grooms were of similar height.
In fact, after taking off the blindfold, she verified her guess.
Chen Shanhe chuckled, "So there are benefits to this? Then I have to get some more fragrance."
As he said that, he picked up Jiang Shiyue and walked into the inner room and put her on the kang.
The red candles flicker, filling the room with fragrance.
**
Jiang Shiyue woke up in the morning and Chen Shanhe was still sleeping.
He must have been very tired from being busy these days, and his eyes were bruised.
Jiang Shiyue sat on the kang and stared at Chen Shanhe with a look of regret on his face.
Amnesia on wedding night?
It's completely off the mark.
To be precise, it's not amnesia, but fragmented memory.
She remembered how Chen Shanhe carried her to the kang and how he took off her clothes.
I can even clearly remember how the roughness of Chen Shanhe's big palm spread all over my body.
The only thing I don't remember is how the finishing touch happened.
Jiang Shiyue rolled over in his sleeping place with his head in his hands in frustration.
Where is the promised bliss on earth?
One of the four great joys of life, she experienced it but doesn't remember it?
Jiang Shiyue sighed, what was going on?
Also, she didn't seem to have the post-episode symptoms described in the novel.
No back pain and no leg pain.
The two of them had sex a few years ago, but neither of them got pregnant.
"Ahhhhhh!" Jiang Shiyue held his head and wailed.
Blame it on all that liquor at the wedding.
It is said that homemade grain wine will not make you drunk.
I'm not drunk, but I have amnesia!
At some point, a dark shadow loomed over Jiang Shiyue.
When she opened her eyes, she met Chen Shanhe's face, which couldn't help laughing.
Was he laughing at her?
He was laughing at her.
Before Chen Shanhe could speak, Jiang Shiyue took the initiative and said, "Are you a cat? When did you wake up? You scared me to death."
"Did I scare you to death? Or did I wrong you?" Chen Shanhe supported his head with one hand, lying on his side, and hooked Jiang Shiyue's waist with one hand.
This is a very ambiguous and dangerous posture.
Jiang Shiyue recalled the blushing and heart-pounding scenes before she blacked out. She turned away from him with a red face and reached out to push him away, "I'm scared. Don't touch me."
"Oh!" Chen Shanhe nodded. "I thought I didn't satisfy you last night, so you were so unsatisfied so early in the morning."
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
Instantly, she was like a kitten with its fur standing on end, glaring at Chen Shanhe, "You are the one who is unsatisfied!"
"Yeah, that's true." Chen Shanhe admitted frankly, supporting his body weight with one arm and unbuttoning Jiang Shiyue's clothes with the other hand, "You still owe me a wedding night!"
Jiang Shiyue hugged his arms with both hands to stop him from making trouble. "The sun is so high! We need to get up. Didn't you say that the new bride has to kowtow today?"
"Then we have to make up for the missed bridal chamber first." Chen Shanhe said as he lowered his head and kissed her.
"Wait!" Jiang Shiyue held his face with both hands, "What do you mean by missed bridal chamber?"
Chen Shanhe touched the tip of his nose, feeling a little annoyed, "We both fell asleep last night."
Chen Shanhe hadn't slept for two days and one night, and was drunk from noon to night.
Jiang Shiyue took a nap in the afternoon, and was tired after making a lot of noise at night. She couldn't bear it anymore and begged for sleep. Chen Shanhe disagreed and said that on the wedding night, you can't just sleep under the quilt.
However, he generously said that he could let Jiang Shiyue rest for a few minutes.
In the end, both of them fell asleep.
When they fell asleep, the two of them were still hugging each other.
Jiang Shiyue: “…”
When their eyes met, both of them couldn't help laughing.
As they laughed, their faces got closer and closer until their lips touched.
Chen Shanhe rolled over and landed above Jiang Shiyue.
He pulled his hand out from her back and moved it down along the line of her waist, gently rubbing the waist, and murmured, "It's so thin! I'm afraid I'll break it if I use too much force."
Jiang Shiyue closed her eyes and was speechless.
His palms were lightly calloused, his fingertips rough, while her skin was soft and delicate. His palms slid across her skin, provoking goose bumps.
"Cold?" Chen Shanhe asked, breathing heavily.
Jiang Shiyue shook his head.
Chen Shanhe said to himself, "I'll warm you up."
His big hand touched Jiang Shiyue's porcelain-white skin, which was "warm" as he said.
With his hands in front and his lips behind, he expanded his territory from Jiang Shiyue's collarbone all the way down.
He seemed to be very interested in her waist, and his big hands always liked to caress her waist.