Chapter 372 Extra 1
Ning Fengsheng looked up at him.
"I will take off this wedding dress for you tonight just like I helped you put it on with my own hands." He bit her ear.
"Nanchuan Hereditary Lord! What are you thinking about?" Ning Fengsheng blushed.
Nanchuan Shijue grinned evilly, his mind full of only one word: do it.
Ning Fengsheng refused to let him touch her because she had to undergo heart surgery, saying that she had to wait until after the wedding...
He was really so angry that he was almost going crazy!
Before anyone could react, Nanchuan Shijue fiercely kissed Ning Fengsheng...
Moss twitched his lips: Master! It's not time for the kiss yet!
Master Leng knocked his cane: This kid just does whatever he wants!
At this time, a small figure ran over. It was the young master of the Nanchuan family - Nanchuan Yusen.
The little guy, wearing a smaller version of his suit, tugged at Nanchuan Shijue's trouser legs and yelled, "Daddy, you're not allowed to kiss me for too long!"
We agreed to kiss after exchanging rings, so how did we kiss now?
Everyone burst into laughter.
Nanchuan Shijue reluctantly let go of her lips, as if he just remembered that they were still at the wedding.
He really wanted to skip the wedding and take the girl home directly...
The wedding march sounded melodiously, and all the guests' eyes were focused on them.
Nanchuan Shijue took her hand, clasped their fingers together, and walked hand in hand towards the emcee platform.
"Master hasn't been this energetic for a long time...Marrying the person you love is like winning a battle." Moss took out a handkerchief and wiped his tears emotionally.
"Shengsheng looks so beautiful today!" Master Leng laughed happily, looking at the golden birdcage beside him, "Old man, let me broaden your horizons. This is a real beauty, hahaha."
Nanchuan Jin squinted his eyes and twisted his mouth in the cage, as if he remembered something. He pointed at the wedding dress and said, "Yunyun..."
In the dim corner, there stood a figure.
Nanchuan Yexiao's face was as gloomy as if it was going to rain. He held a glass of whiskey in his hand, his eyes glued to Ning Fengsheng, with complex emotions surging in his eyes - loneliness, unwillingness, and a hint of deeply hidden paranoia.
"Shengsheng, if you are happy..."
He raised his glass.
"If I treat you badly, I will take you back at any time."
He smiled, drank the wine in one gulp, and turned to leave.
The priest's congratulatory words came from behind, echoing in the starry sky...
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The morning sun filled the room, and Ning Fengsheng woke up with aches all over his body.
As soon as I moved, my legs felt as soft as noodles and I had no strength at all.
The air was filled with the sweet scent of laziness and extreme lovemaking, mixed with the unique, cold and charming masculine scent of Nanchuan Shijue...
"Awake?" Nanchuan Shijue's voice was hoarse from just waking up, and deadly sexy.
Ning Fengsheng hummed softly, and upon sensing his morning reaction, his body tensed instantly: "Nanchuan Shijue...it's dawn..."
"Are you scared?" He lowered his head, rubbing his tall nose against her sensitive neck, sniffing his own scent on her body, and narrowed his eyes in satisfaction.
"I'm worried about your health!" Ning Fengsheng defended herself with a red face, her fingers unconsciously drawing circles on his chest, where there was a faint scar left by the heart surgery, which was the place that hurt her the most.
Nanchuan Shijue grabbed her rebellious little hand, placed it on his lips and kissed it, his eyes arrogant: "Is my body okay? Didn't you feel enough last night?"
Ning Fengsheng was so ashamed that he could not be more embarrassed: "Nanchuan nobleman! You...be serious!"
"Serious?" Nanchuan Shijue chuckled, his chest vibrating, his eyes full of mockery, "To be serious with your wife is incompetent."
As he said this, he picked up a stuffed dice from the side.
The six sides of the dice are not numbers, but different locations written in gorgeous cursive: bathroom, study, garden, dining room, living room, and terrace.
"This is a dice game. Wherever the dice lands, that's where we'll...do it."
"Nanchuan Shijue!" Ning Fengsheng's cheeks flushed instantly, and she reached out to push his shoulder. "Are you crazy? The doctor said you need to rest!"
Nanchuan Shijue put the dice into her hand and said, "First time, want to try your luck?"
Before Ning Fengsheng could stop him, he had already let go of his hand - the sieve pillow rolled onto the carpet, and the side facing up was embroidered with "Bathroom".
"First stop today is the bathroom."
"I haven't thrown it away yet...it doesn't count this time." Ning Fengsheng wanted to sit up, but he sucked in a breath.
Nanchuan Shijue raised a smug smile at the corner of his lips: "It seems that the amount of exercise last night was indeed a bit too much."
Ning Fengsheng's face turned even redder, and he pulled the quilt over his face: "It's all your fault..."
Nanchuan Shijue lifted the quilt and pulled her into his arms, "Blame me for loving you too much?" His fingers gently massaged her waist, "Is it sore here? Or here?"
Ning Fengsheng couldn't help but moan under his skilled massage, then bit her lip shyly: "Don't... I still have to serve tea to grandpa today..."
"I've already called and told you not to go. They said you were overworked and couldn't get your legs off the ground. You need to rest." Nanchuan Shijue leaned over and whispered in her ear, "Master Leng is very considerate and keeps praising my physical strength."
Ning Fengsheng was so ashamed that he said, "How could you say that!"
Everyone knows about this! I'm so embarrassed!
"Did I say something wrong?" Nanchuan Shijue picked her up and walked towards the bathroom, "It seems Shengsheng needs more training."
In the spacious jacuzzi, the man carefully washed her body, his movements so gentle that they were intoxicating.
Ning Fengsheng leaned on his strong chest, feeling his steady heartbeat...
It has been three months and his heart has adapted well, with no rejection reaction.
She was really happy to see him getting healthier day by day.
Something is wrong, this man's hands are fiddling around again!
Ning Fengsheng held his hand worriedly: "The doctor said you've just recovered, so don't get too excited..."
Nanchuan Shijue panted softly, "I've waited four years to get to this day. Do you think I'll stop just because of this little illness?"
He took her hand and held it against his chest, "Feel how violently it beats for you."
"Don't do this, what if something goes wrong again?"
"The only problem here is that it holds too much of you and is about to overflow." His kisses fell like raindrops, from the forehead to the collarbone, not letting go of every inch of skin.
Ning Fengsheng gripped his shoulders, his voice as light as a feather: "Nanchuan Shijue, your heart is fine, take it easy."
"Ning Fengsheng, I never tire of loving you."
"Be gentle..." Ning Fengsheng couldn't help but beg for mercy, tears welling up in the corners of his eyes.
Nanchuan Shijue slowed down his movements and gently licked away her tears: "Does it hurt?" His voice was low and sexy.
She shook her head and hugged him tightly: "It's so happy..."
Nanchuan Shijue was really tireless and pestered her for the whole morning.
The water in the bathroom kept getting cold, and then it was changed again, and then it got cold again...
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