Han Wangwang pulled back the quilt and yelled at Jiang Zhen, "I don't want to watch! I just want to learn!"
A doting and enigmatic smile appeared on Jiang Zhen's stern face. He patted Han Wangwang's head with his water-soaked palm and said, "It's okay if you don't know how to do it. I'll teach you."
Han Wangwang curled up in the sheets again. After a while, she crawled out from under the quilt, took some things from the cloakroom, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.
After taking a shower, Han Wangwang walked out of the bathroom wearing a bathrobe and saw Jiang Zhen leaning against the sink with his arms folded over his chest, looking at her with deep and passionate eyes.
Han Wangwang felt uncomfortable under that gaze, and felt that all the skin on his body that was scanned by him was about to burn.
Han Wangwang: "Move aside, I need to brush my teeth."
Jiang Zhen obediently stepped aside.
Han Wangwang picked up her blue electric toothbrush, squeezed some toothpaste, and brushed her teeth in front of the mirror. She stared at the high-definition mirror in front of her and saw the man behind her approaching her step by step, then lowered his head and placed his hot lips on the crook of her neck.
Han Wangwang couldn't help but tremble.
An iron arm encircled her waist, and Jiang Zhen lifted the bathrobe from her shoulders. The bathrobe slid down her smooth arms, revealing the black underwear set underneath.
Jiang Zhen's breathing became heavy almost instantly. Han Wangwang spat out the toothpaste foam in her mouth, her cheeks flushed, and she whispered, "Does it look good?"
Jiang Zhen: "It looks good."
"Do you like it?"
Jiang Zhen bit her gently before saying, "I like it."
Han Wangwang spit it out and rinsed her mouth, then turned around and hugged Jiang Zhen's cheek. She kissed Jiang Zhen's lips, which tasted of lemon. "There's something I like better. Do you want to see it?"
Jiang Zhen picked her up and put her on the sink. He bit her and cursed, "You are not serious."
But I like it.
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In the evening, the concert started on time. The guests waited for a long time but the bride and groom did not show up. They guessed what the bride and groom had done and looked at them with ambiguous eyes.
After the wedding ended at noon, Han Zhan brought Han Yueyun's family back to Yulong Villa. In the evening, the family sat together to reminisce and chat about the past, talking about Jiang Zhen's relatives, business tycoons, and the situation and dangers in Kyoto.
Around eight o'clock, Song Ci received a call from Nan Yanyan. She said on the phone, "Sister-in-law, where are Wangwang and Jiang Zhen? They didn't come to the concert."
Arang and Jiang Zhen had a close relationship, and the couple also attended Jiang Zhen's wedding. At this moment, the two were at a concert. Seeing that everyone was asking about the whereabouts of the bride and groom, Nan Yanyan called Song Ci.
Song Ci raised her eyebrows and said, "Where did the bride and groom go on their wedding night? Do we need to guess?"
Nan Yanyan was silent for a moment, said, "I understand," and hung up the phone.
Song Ci put down her phone and saw that Lin Jiao'e and Han Yueyun were looking at her. She looked a little embarrassed and said, "Wangwang and Jiang Zhen didn't go to the concert. I guess they are at home."
We have all been through this, and we are not so stupid as not to understand what they are going to do when they go home.
Lin Jiao'e was still a little worried. She said, "I'll call Wangwang and ask if she's home. It's fine if she's home. I'm just worried something might have happened."
No one stopped Lin Jiao'e's actions.
Lin Jiao'e called Han Wangwang, and Han Wangwang, whose eyes were red from crying, suddenly saw hope. She said to the tireless Jiang Zhen in a hoarse voice, "My phone is ringing. I'll answer it."
Jiang Zhen took the mobile phone from the bedside table and saw that it was a call from his mother-in-law. Jiang Zhen raised his eyebrows, covered Han Wangwang's lips with one hand, and answered the phone with the other hand.
"mom."
Lin Jiao'e heard Jiang Zhen's voice and realized that Jiang Zhen and Han Wangwang were together, so she felt relieved. Lin Jiao'e was naturally not stupid enough to ask where they were or what they were doing. She said, "I heard that you didn't go to the concert, and I was worried that something might have happened to you, so I called to ask. Since Wangwang is with you, I'm relieved."
"By the way, remember to bring Wangwang back to Yulong Mountain tomorrow and have dinner at your cousin's house. Shunchen is too far away, so going back to your cousin's house will be like visiting your parents."
"good."
"Hang up."
Lin Jiao'e quickly hung up the phone.
Jiang Zhen put his hand down, kissed Han Wangwang's forehead, and said with a smile, "Okay, no one will disturb you now."
Han Wangwang bit Jiang Zhen's palm. Jiang Zhen let her go and heard her say, "I really hope someone continues to disturb me." Otherwise she would fall apart.
Jiang Zhen showed an aggrieved expression. He played the victim and said, "Good girl, I have endured it for so many years, please be kind to me."
Han Wangwang: "Get lost!"
"Okay, let's go together."
Some people look cold and aloof when they are dressed, but when they take off their clothes they are like wild horses that have broken free from their reins or charged pile drivers.
Don’t judge a person by his appearance!
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The next day, when Han Wangwang woke up, the sun had already climbed directly above Tinghe Lake. Her body was sore and weak. She couldn't help but frown even when she turned over.
Jiang Zhen was not in the room and no one knew where he had gone.
Han Wangwang lay on the bed for a while before slowly sitting up.
It didn't hurt that much, I just felt uncomfortable all over.
She slowly put on her long skirt, put on a white sweater over it, put on furry slippers, and chose to take the elevator downstairs.
As she exited the elevator on the first floor, she saw the maid and the cook preparing food. Seeing Han Wangwang was up, Aunt Su, a slightly plump woman in her early forties, emerged from the kitchen carrying a clay pot. She said to Han Wangwang, "Madam, Mr. Jiang made you some red date and chicken soup this morning and told us to bring it to you as soon as you wake up."
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