At dawn.
The sky was hazy and gray, shrouded in a thin veil.
The moment she stood up, a large hand gripped her wrist tightly.
Yin Huaizhu woke up at some point, his eyes still slightly dazed, but a faint smile graced his face.
"What, where are you going before dawn?"
Yin Huaizhu's voice was hoarse yet magnetic, causing Hang Suisui's heart to beat faster involuntarily.
Her face flushed instantly, and she opened her mouth, stammering, "...I...I got up and got ready."
Yin Huaizhu chuckled softly, her eyes half-closed: "We're not on a mountain, so we don't need to get up so early."
Only then did Hang Suisui remember that they had gotten married yesterday.
That day, the second year after they confessed their feelings for each other, he knelt before her master's memorial tablet and said he wanted to marry her.
Their sect does not prohibit marriage.
Looking into Yin Huaizhu's expectant and bright eyes, she thought carefully and then nodded.
That day, she had never seen him laugh so happily, as if everything around him was illuminated by his joy.
This was also the first time she had seen him release his emotions so unreservedly.
Her original identity and household registration from her previous world were still valid; 001 had even arranged her household registration.
The Yin family planned a grand celebration, but she refused, not wanting to attract the attention of the entire capital.
Happiness doesn't need to be shown to everyone.
It does not require external recognition or approval to prove its authenticity.
Paying too much attention to what others think of your life can actually bring you stress and anxiety.
After all, happiness is not something to show off, but rather a sense of contentment and peace within oneself.
The wedding was held at the Yin family's house. It was the first time Hang Suisui realized that luxury and simplicity could be equated.
The Yin family had a large estate, which housed the entire Yin family and a few close friends.
There was no outside noise.
Life ahead is a continuous journey, not a destination.
Hang Suisui only found out last night.
I didn't know that sleeping can be categorized into meat-based and vegetarian options.
The ambiguous bruises on his body looked like they'd been chewed by a dog; there wasn't a single good spot.
Now I finally understand why Yin Huaizhu had been having insomnia.
It turns out that not everyone is as detached from worldly desires as she is.
Yin Huaizhu suddenly pulled hard, dragging Hang Suisui back into the bed.
"Sleep with me a little longer."
Yin Huaizhu whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against her neck, causing a shiver to run through her.
Hang Suisui's body was sore and weak that she had no strength left. She didn't even have the strength to move and let Yin Huaizhu hold her tightly and pull her back into the quilt.
The winter weather is cold and dry, and the biting wind howls across the land, making people feel a sharp, piercing pain.
Cold snowflakes drifted down from the sky, swirling and falling, piling up a thick layer of snow on the ground, making a "crunching" sound when stepped on.
The chubby, white creature rolled around in the snow in the garden, followed by several small white fluffy balls.
A long string of plum blossom imprints were left in the snow.
Hang Suisui gently kicked the little furball rolling at her feet, bent down, picked it up, and happily stroked its soft fur in her arms.
"Meow~~"
The winter sun is especially precious, occasionally casting a faint ray of light through the clouds, only to be quickly obscured by the overcast sky.
Suddenly someone hugged her from behind, and she felt a familiar breath on her neck.
"It's getting cloudy and chilly outside, let's go back inside."
Before Hang Suisui could refuse, Yin Huaizhu picked her up and carried her into the room.
Hang Suisui hugged the cat tightly with one arm and reflexively grabbed Yin Huaizhu's clothes with the other: "I just came out!"
"It's been a long time, six minutes and twenty-three seconds since I last saw you."
It was warm inside, a stark contrast to the snow and ice outside.
Yin Huaizhu placed Hang Suisui on the soft bed, and the kitten in her arms curiously looked up and asked, "Meow?"
A long, slender hand picked it up and threw it onto the carpet.
"go."
Hang Suisui rolled over and sat cross-legged in the middle of the bed, tilting her head to look at Yin Huaizhu speechlessly: "Why don't you just stick to me?"
There are still six minutes and twenty-three seconds left.
The room was very warm, and Yin Huaizhu reached out to take off her clothes, until she was left with only the innermost piece of clothing.
He got into bed and moved closer to Hang Suisui, looking at her flushed face, and reached out to unbutton her clothes, taking them off one by one.
"Raise your hand."
Hang Sui Sui obediently reached out her hand.
It wasn't until she took off her last piece of clothing and felt fingertips roaming around her waist that Hang Suisui realized something was off.
With one hand around Hang Suisui's waist and the other hand, Yin Huaizhu laid her flat on the bed. He leaned down, his eyes burning with a fierce, aggressive light.
"What...what are you doing?" Hang Suisui's face turned red instantly, and she put her hands on the other person's chest, stammering as she spoke.
Yin Huaizhu did not answer. His lips slowly approached Hang Suisui's cheek, and then he gently kissed her.
Hang Suisui's heart pounded even faster as the events of last night flashed through her mind, and she nervously closed her eyes.
However, Yin Huaizhu stopped what he was doing, and he leaned close to Hang Suisui's ear to answer her question in a hoarse voice.
"I just want to stick to you and never be apart."
After he finished speaking, his breathing became heavier and his Adam's apple bobbed.
The fingers on her waist seemed to possess a magical power, slowly tracing their way upwards along her skin.
The gentle, slow caresses felt like each touch igniting a tiny spark, sending shivers down my spine.
As the fingers moved, the last piece of clothing was gently unfastened, revealing fair and delicate skin.
Her skin was covered with red plum blossoms, beautiful and enchanting.
Yin Huaizhu's eyes grew increasingly profound, his gaze seemingly able to penetrate Hang Suisui's soul.
The burning sensation of her naked body beneath her made Hang Suisui afraid to open her eyes.
Yin Huaizhu's lips curled into a smile. He breathed heavily and moved even closer to Hang Suisui, their temperature rising as they pushed each other closer.
The atmosphere in the room lingered for a long time.
The only sound was the faint protest of a small ball of fur curled up on the carpet beside the bed.
"Meow?"
Just as I finished speaking, the clothes scattered at the foot of the bed slid down as the bed continued to vibrate.
The little fur ball was completely covered up.
It was as if it was telling the creature not to look at what it shouldn't.
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