Jiang Hanxi pursed her rosy lower lip and unconsciously raised the corners of her beautiful lips.
My husband... is so cute... hehe...
Looking at Wang Feng's smiling face, Jiang Hanxi secretly thought to herself with a sense of pleasure.
Then, with gentle and graceful movements, she slowly climbed onto Wang Feng's back.
At this moment, Jiang Hanxi truly resembled an ice princess.
Wang Feng, her favorite prince, is playing a horse-riding game with her.
"My dear wife, it's your turn to ride me now, but after we get married and have our wedding night, it'll be my turn to ride you."
Wang Feng, carrying Jiang Hanxi on his back, stood up abruptly and slowly walked towards the coordinates, muttering to himself as he did so.
Wang Feng knew that Jiang Hanxi valued chastity highly and would not allow him to take the final step until they were married.
Wang Feng planned to finish dealing with his apprentice first.
Then he gathered together acquaintances from the ancient times or those still alive in the past, and then prepared for his wedding with Jiang Hanxi.
After all, his disciple is about to fall into demonic possession, and he's still getting married like nothing's wrong. That's just too much.
Jiang Hanxi, who was behind, felt the trembling sensation of being carried on her husband's back as she walked.
Then she heard her husband's incessant chatter from the front, and remained silent for a while.
Suddenly, Jiang Hanxi remembered that she had just carried her husband on her back not long ago. Why did she have to carry him on her back again for their wedding?
On the wedding night, it shouldn't be...
Jiang Hanxi blushed again at the thought of such things.
"Why do I have to carry you on my back on our wedding night?"
The naive Jiang Hanxi didn't have as many ulterior motives as Wang Feng. After hesitating for a while, she still innocently asked the question that was on her mind.
"Um... it's not just the [riding] on your back, it's that kind of riding."
Wang Feng hadn't expected Jiang Hanxi to be so naive, only seeing the surface of the character "人" (person) and not its inner meaning.
How... do you ride?
Jiang Hanxi gently pressed her bouncy but not fat left cheek against Wang Feng's shoulder, her delicate brows furrowing slightly as she asked a question in confusion.
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