Chapter 62 Today I want Ji Yunchan to open her mouth slightly, and the whole person is because...
Ji Yunchan opened her lips slightly, her whole body softened by the kiss just now. She propped herself up slightly and said "hmm".
There was nothing in front of her, and she was lifted from Yan Heng's arms. He bent his legs, supporting them on either side of her, and pecked her bright red lips lovingly. "I'll help you untie it," he said, and began to untie her clothes.
Ji Yunchan clutched his hand in disbelief, her eyes clear. "No..." Her confusion turned to grievance. They'd been married for so long, yet they still hadn't consummated their marriage. It might have been a case of misunderstanding before, but now... Ji Yunchan simply couldn't understand.
"Why?" she asked.
"Let's talk about it later, Yuanyuan." Yan Heng touched her face with a hoarse voice, his expression tender. He kissed her lingeringly, and stood up with an unsatisfied look.
My mouth was dry and I wanted to pour myself a cup of tea, but my sleeve was grabbed from behind.
Yan Heng turned around and met Ji Yunchan's aggrieved and stubborn eyes. She pursed her lips, as if she wouldn't let go until she explained clearly. Yan Heng was a little confused and a little surprised, "You really want to consummate your marriage with me?"
Ji Yunchan remained unmoved, and simply put a big hat on her: "You don't like me anymore."
It seems that he really misses it.
Yan Heng rubbed his brows, not knowing what to say, so he just laughed at her: "How could that be."
Ji Yunchan looked him over suspiciously... Could it be that Ah Heng had something to hide? As soon as this thought occurred to her, she remembered that when she was poisoned, he had only been helping her with her relief.
My eyes couldn't help but fall on three inches below his navel. The more I thought about it, the more I felt afraid that it was true.
Yan Heng watched her initially aggrieved expression change again and again, her eyes wandering to the wrong places, wanting to say something but holding back. He was almost laughing with anger, and with a dark face, he grasped her chin with one hand, forcing her to look at him.
"What are you thinking about?" Yan Heng asked with a hint of warning.
Ji Yunchan blinked, feeling that he was trying to hide his true intentions. Although this was a hidden illness, it wasn't a big deal. After all, she liked him as a person. So she looked at him sincerely and said, "Nothing."
"Ji Yunchan." Yan Heng narrowed his eyes.
Even though he didn't even stand up for her, he still got angry. Ji Yunchan also frowned, glared at him, and turned away.
Yan Heng smiled instead, then held her face with both hands and leaned over to rub her cheek.
Ji Yunchan struggled, trying to avoid being rubbed. However, she was no match for the scoundrel who relied on his strength and was kissed hard twice. Ji Yunchan pushed him away with a bit of annoyance. This man was so mean, he didn't consummate the marriage and didn't say why, and he didn't even let her guess.
She frowned, "Yan Heng! So annoying."
The person in front of her seemed not to hear her. He held both of her wrists with one hand, forcibly pulled her into his arms and refused to let go.
Ji Yunchan was tired from struggling and gasping for breath, but this man helped her to calm down.
Ji Yunchan: ...
Noticing that her breathing had become more stable, the man buried in the crook of her neck finally spoke in a muffled voice, awkwardly calling her by her nickname: "Yuanyuan."
Ji Yunchan was still angry and didn't respond to him.
"Yuanyuan." A warm touch came from the crook of her neck. Yan Heng rubbed her neck gently without any flirtation, as intimately as when he squatted in front of her, tilted his head and told her not to be angry when they were little.
Ji Yunchan suddenly wasn't so angry anymore.
She reluctantly said "hmm" as a response.
Then he whispered awkwardly, "This isn't home." He paused, a little embarrassed, as if he felt it was a bit hypocritical to think so, but he still said it: "I always feel that my first time with you should be at home, at the Yan Mansion in the capital, next door to the Ji Mansion."
Ji Yunchan: ???
She was stunned for a moment, she never expected this.
It’s because of this.
She tried to check Yan Heng's expression, but he was held tightly. With a complex expression, she asked, "... Ah Heng, if you're saying that, shouldn't we still have a grand wedding? The kind with horseback sedan chairs, gongs and drums, and a parade around the city?"
"......Yeah." Yan Heng didn't let go.
Ji Yunchan was at a loss for words. Unable to pull her hands away, she could only say, "But I don't care about these things. We're already married."
Yan Heng took a deep breath, and finally slowly raised his head from the crook of her neck. "But I do care." His ears were slightly red, and his eyelashes drooped, looking rather sad. "I was mad at you and lied to you back then. Everything was so crude and shabby. This only happens once in a lifetime, so I have to make it grand, otherwise I'll always feel like I've let you down."
Ji Yunchan shook her head.
"Aheng, I embroidered the wedding dress myself, and you chose the veil. We've worshipped heaven and earth, entered it into the family tree, and our ancestors have looked upon it. Now we're getting married." Ji Yunchan didn't care about these superficial things at all. It's not that she hadn't had her moments of glory, but no matter how grand the occasion was, it would all disappear, and in the end, only the people around her would remain.
"We are already husband and wife." She put her arms around his neck and rubbed his neck as he rubbed hers, and whispered in his ear, "I don't care what others think... If you care about what I think, then I will think about it today."
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