When Wei Aiguo entered the room, Song Yan had already finished washing up and was making the bed.
Sure enough, Song Yan first asked Lao Zeng why he kept Wei Aiguo behind.
Wei Aiguo threw the dagger on the edge of the kang (a heated brick bed) and went to fetch water.
He quickly washed up; it would be foolish not to rush things at a time like this…
Song Yan, wearing a cotton-padded coat, sat in bed, fiddling with a dagger. The dagger looked incredibly sharp.
Wei Aiguo hurriedly finished washing up and quickly took off his clothes. He carefully picked up the dagger and threw it far away, saying, "What's so interesting about a knife? Now look at me."
What a waste of Old Zeng's good intentions! This was a treasure that could cut iron like mud! It was just thrown into the corner of the kang (a heated brick bed).
Wei Aiguo's eyes, filled with desire, made Song Yan somewhat timid. "You, you should be gentler..."
Wei Aiguo's kiss swallowed up Song Yan's words...
After the storm, Wei Aiguo experienced a feeling he had never known before. His heart was still pounding like a drum for a long time. He was also completely at a loss.
Song Yan cried, sobbing uncontrollably.
Wei Aiguo wanted to hold her in his arms.
Song Yan pushed him away: "Get out of here, get out of here."
It's understandable for a man to be a little reckless the first time. But no one would act like him. That's not recklessness; that's a donkey kicking up its tail, charging recklessly.
"Don't cry like this so late at night, it'll make you sick. Let me get you a towel to put on your eyes." Wei Aiguo got out of bed, wrung out a wet towel, and handed it to Song Yan.
Song Yan didn't want it at all, snatched the towel and threw it away. "Let me tell you, you're leaving this room tomorrow."
"How could that be?" Wei Aiguo thought to himself. He picked up the towel, wrung it out again, and forced it onto Song Yan's eyes. "I know it's all my fault, it's my fault."
Why don't you hit me a couple of times?
"I messed up the first time... I'll be better next time. I definitely won't do it like this next time."
"You think there will be a next time? You're dreaming!" Song Yan slapped Wei Aiguo's hand away.
"Hit me then! I'll let you hit me, so you can vent your anger." Wei Aiguo shoved the broom handle into Song Yan's hand.
Song Yan threw away the broom handle. "Do you even need that to hit someone?" He pinched Wei Aiguo's soft flesh directly. Wei Aiguo gasped in pain but didn't move. "Does it hurt? Let me show you what pain feels like. I beg you, I said it hurts, did you hear me? I'm begging you… I've been begging you…"
Wei Aiguo held Song Yan in his arms. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I couldn't control myself..." Wei Aiguo didn't dare tell the truth. Song Yan was begging him. Her voice, especially when she was begging him, drove him crazy. Song Yan couldn't take it anymore and even took action. At that moment, the more he wanted to pin her down, the more he wanted her.
Sigh! It's only because I'm skilled enough to subdue Song Yan. If I only had brute force, Song Yan would have beaten me black and blue by now.
Seeing Song Yan crying like this, Wei Aiguo felt regret and heartache, especially when he saw the bruises on her wrists from where he had gripped her so tightly. "I'm sorry!"
Song Yan cried so hard that she kept hiccuping.
Wei Aiguo patted her back and poured her water. It took Song Yan a long time to recover. Besides physical discomfort, Song Yan also had difficulty accepting the situation psychologically.
Wei Aiguo didn't consider his own feelings at all just now; he only cared about satisfying himself.
Wei Aiguo hugged and kissed the top of Song Yan's head, "I'm sorry, don't cry, I'll let you hit me."
"It was my fault just now, I won't do it again next time." Wei Aiguo didn't know why, but his strength was greater than before, and he really couldn't control himself for a moment.
"It hurts every woman the first time, and you were so reckless..." Song Yan was full of resentment.
Wei Aiguo showered her with kisses and coaxing, promising to wash her feet every day, do her laundry, and cook for her...
As Song Yan's discomfort gradually subsided, her anger subsided, and she felt very tired, so she leaned against Wei Aiguo's chest.
Wei Aiguo coaxed her, kissed her, and then... and then Wei Aiguo came again...
Song Yan wrapped herself tightly in the blanket. She wanted to sleep; she didn't need him to coax her or apologize. He was a complete jerk, a beast.
I don't know who said it, but it's something that both men and women enjoy. There's nothing like that, and she's already upset.
Fortunately, the second time, when Song Yan couldn't take it anymore, Wei Aiguo held back. Even though Song Yan was sweating profusely from holding it in, Wei Aiguo endured it until Song Yan got used to it…
If he behaves the same way he did the first time, Song Yan will divorce him without hesitation.
Wei Aiguo wrung out a towel and applied it to her eyes. Wei Aiguo was truly annoyed.
…
When Song Yan opened her eyes, it was already broad daylight. She glanced at her watch—it was past 8:30! "Why didn't you wake me!"
Wei Aiguo, who was sitting next to her, put away the book in his hand. "It's okay. I told Mom that you weren't feeling well last night and didn't sleep well."
Song Yan glared at Wei Aiguo.
It was clear that Song Yan wasn't angry, just unhappy. Wei Aiguo also breathed a sigh of relief.
Song Yan isn't stupid; she could see through Wei Aiguo's cautiousness. Marriage requires adjustment, in every aspect.
Wei Aiguo wanted to take the food back to his room to eat, but Song Yan wouldn't let him.
Song Yan put on arm sleeves, otherwise the bruises on his wrists would be visible at the cuffs.
Wei Aiguo knew it was his fault; he hadn't meant to, he was just inexperienced the first time! He would cherish his wife even more from now on.
"Where's Mom? Xiaoxiao isn't here either, did they all go to the brigade?" Song Yan asked.
Today the brigade distributed grain, and since there wasn't much to do, everyone went to watch the excitement. The literacy classes were all given a day off.
“Yes. They all went!” Wei Aiguo stared at Song Yan.
"Why are you staring at me like that? Go to the brigade headquarters and ask for as much grain as possible. Just use my work points; you don't need to pay me." Song Yan was so engrossed in Wei Aiguo's gaze that he almost lost his appetite.
"Honey! I...I was inexperienced, I promise I won't do it again...I feel sorry for you too..." After saying that, Wei Aiguo felt embarrassed and hurriedly left.
Song Yan's face flushed as well; he could feel the intensity and infatuation in her eyes. He wondered how other couples were, and the thought of himself crying his eyes out made him feel quite ashamed.
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