Chapter 122 A Man Who Seeks His Own Benefit
This time I was really drunk.
Yan Jinnian lay in bed for three hours before waking up.
I opened my eyes to find the sky outside the window filled with a pinkish-purple sunset.
He rubbed his throbbing temples and propped himself up from the bed.
A familiar figure stood in front of the large French windows in the bedroom.
After taking a shower and changing out of her wedding dress, Anmi, wearing a silk slip dress, leaned against the window to watch the sunset.
Yan Jinnian's gaze lingered on her for a while before he got up and got out of bed.
“Wife…” He hugged her from behind.
The scent of milk shower gel still lingered on Anmi's skin, lingering around his nose.
He kissed Anmi's cheek, his tender kisses making her heart melt.
The air near the floor-to-ceiling windows also became scorching hot.
"Yan Jinnian~" An Mi said softly, looking at the sunset in the distance, "Do you still remember that night when we first arrived at Qingji Island?"
The man's voice was muffled: "I remember."
"Actually, I was very happy to see you at the hotel that day."
"Yes, I know..."
"You know?" Anmi asked, somewhat surprised.
Yan Jinqing smiled and said, "Baby, your feelings are written all over your face."
Okay… she nestled guiltily into his arms.
No wonder he caught me peeking back then; it turns out I made it too obvious.
“Wife…” Yan Jinnian held her waist and reminded her, “Tonight is our wedding night.”
“…” Anmi turned around and glanced at him shyly.
The blush on the man's face had faded, but because he had just woken up, his eyes were still hazy, making him look both alluring and tender.
Although the two had consummated their marriage many times, today was different, and she was still very nervous.
"Shall I go take a shower now?"
"etc."
The man released her and took a large box from the cabinet.
"This is?"
"Honey, how about wearing this tonight?"
Anmi curiously opened the lid.
"What...what is this?!"
Anmi's expression went from shock to shame and indignation, and then to shame and indignation to the point of wanting to die, all in just three seconds.
"Yan Jinnian! You hypocrite!"
"Wife~" the man said innocently.
How could you say that about me?
"Can't I even do something for myself?"
Anmi: "?"
She retorted angrily, "Is this all the perk you get? These few pearl lotuses?"
"At least qqny has three pieces of fabric covering it!"
What is this?
She blushed and said, "I don't want to wear it."
"Wife~"
"don't want!"
"My dearest wife~"
No, no!
"What if I wear it tomorrow night?"
"make a deal!"
"..."
…
The suite has many rooms.
Yan Jinnian took a thorough shower in the bathroom of the second bedroom. When he returned, the door to the master bedroom was closed.
"Knock knock knock—" He knocked politely on the door.
"Honey, may I come in?"
A few seconds later, a soft response came from inside.
"Okay~"
He gently pushed open the door.
Only a small lamp was left on in the room, casting a dim light.
The curtains on the French windows weren't fully drawn; only a thin layer of white gauze was pulled, letting in the moonlight.
Red curtains hung down over the large bed.
The delicate, undulating contours are faintly visible.
He couldn't help but slightly swallow: "Wife?"
A soft, delicate response came from inside the bed curtains.
"Honey~"
Yan Jinnian's heart was pounding wildly.
He approached the foot of the bed step by step, reached out and pulled back the bed curtains. The sight that came into view almost made him forget to breathe.
Under the soft light, the fair body on the bright red wedding quilt was so beautiful that it seemed like a fairy, like a pool of milk quietly presented on delicate rose petals.
The pearls shimmered, and she exuded a seductive charm.
Yan Jinnian's eyes were so deep they seemed to drip ink.
He stared at the person on the bed for a long time, as if trying to etch this scene into his mind.
The air was silent for a few seconds.
"Husband, aren't we going to consummate our marriage?"
Anmi shyly raised her eyes.
Long legs crossed, glistening and lustrous.
He smiled and said, "Of course we should consummate our marriage."
She stepped onto the bed, and the thin gauze curtains slowly closed behind her.
The two figures on the bed overlapped and then intertwined.
The curtains were rippling in the wind.
breeze.
A gentle breeze.
blast.
The spring night is long, and the wind never stops blowing.
…
In the latter half of the night, the canopy above the bed finally stopped swaying.
Anmi lifted the silvery light, her breath coming in gasps: "Can we pick this now?"
Yan Jinnian raised his eyebrows slowly: "Wife, I haven't left the exam hall yet."
"you!"
Anmi was truly impressed by his stamina.
She complained softly, "I'm so sleepy. I've been exhausted all day, and you won't even let me rest..."
Once and then again, it never stopped.
She felt like she was trapped in a loop.
The man chuckled softly in her ear, "Alright, I won't tease you anymore..."
He got up, helped her untie herself, and then carried her to the bathroom.
Outside the window, the sky over Qingji Island is at its blues.
Mr. Yan was very satisfied with the results of his wedding night.
They behaved well throughout the entire cleaning process and didn't do anything reckless.
After leaving the bathroom, the two moved to the second bedroom and slept until they naturally woke up.
When Anmi got up, she was momentarily dazed as she looked at the ceiling of the second bedroom.
My eyes, which were dazzled by the bright red wedding tents last night, now everything looks a bit red.
"Good morning, honey."
Yan Jinnian had finished washing up and came out of the bathroom, looking radiant, as if he had taken a powerful tonic.
Anmi looked pitifully at the little strawberry on her shoulder.
"It's all your fault! How am I supposed to wear my new dress now?"
Last night I repeatedly told him not to leave any marks in these places, and although he said yes, he didn't cooperate at all.
She had prepared an off-the-shoulder dress to wear the next day, but now she couldn't wear it at all.
"Don't worry, honey, I've prepared a plan B for you."
Yan Jinnian walked in carrying a new evening gown.
"Wear this."
Anmi noticed that the sleeves and shoulders of the dress were made of light tulle, which could just cover up the little strawberry.
"You've thought this through. I'll forgive you, Qianqian."
She took the dress and put it on.
The bodycon design of the dress perfectly accentuated her waist-to-hip ratio, and Anmi let her long hair down, making her look lively and charming.
The two went downstairs together.
Ya Hai is not far from here. Yan Bingli and Mo Qi went back after dinner yesterday afternoon. Only An Ting, Grandma, Tang Cai, and Wan Qiu were at the table.
As for He Xiao, he was used to sticking to Wanqiu.
As for Xiao Qingnian, An Mi glanced at him curiously. It seemed that he had been following Tang Cai around since the wedding yesterday.
"Bride and groom, you've worked hard, please take your seats!" He Xiao couldn't resist taking the opportunity to joke.
He had barely finished speaking when Wanqiu stomped on his foot hard: "Don't talk nonsense, Auntie is here!"
Anmi also secretly glared at him.
She sat down next to An Ting.
Are you hungry?
"Um!"
An Ting handed her a small cake: "Mom just got this from the self-service area over there. Have some to tide you over."
Waaaaah~ Mom is definitely the best.
She picked up her fork and ate the small cake. Before the food was served, she asked An Ting, "Mom, when we go back to my parents' home tomorrow, are we going back together?"
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