Chapter 1577 Shared Wives 51
A tingling sensation ran down Song Jinhuan's back, and goosebumps rose all over his body.
Her round, spring-like eyes, which had been filled with a dazed and confused look, were now replaced by shock.
Her shoulders trembled slightly, and she instinctively shrank into Jiang Yuanxiu's arms, but her whole body stiffened at his gasp.
I instinctively backed away.
On his shoulder, his well-defined fingers sank even deeper.
Her skin, which was as smooth as cream, instantly turned pink.
Jiang Yuanxiu relentlessly pursued her ear, whispering, "My brother will be here in a quarter of an hour. What will you do if he sees you and me making love in bed?"
"Does my sister-in-law have a hard time accepting the word 'brother'?"
"Sister-in-law, can you tell the difference between me and my brother?"
Song Jinhuan was both embarrassed and annoyed by the question. Being conquered was a gradual process of falling into a city. In a daze, her thoughts could easily be drawn into his words.
The shock of immorality instantly swept through my body.
She quickly covered her ears, trying to escape the devil's whispers as if burying her head in the sand.
Seeing this, Jiang Yuanxiu deliberately breathed heavily on her face, his gaze falling on her slightly pale lips.
His voice suddenly disappeared.
Song Jinhuan frowned, her misty gaze shifting.
The next second, the other person's kiss landed.
After a long while, Song Jinhuan's mouth was numb before she finally stopped.
"Sister-in-law's lip rouge is so delicious." Jiang Yuanxiu said, kissing it again and again with lingering affection.
He was determined to make his wife remember that he was different.
Song Jinhuan: "..."
There was absolutely no extra energy to give any response.
As soon as the hour of Yin arrived, the knocking on the door came as promised.
The thought of another match sent a chill down Song Jinhuan's spine. He secretly groaned and regretted his actions.
I should have scheduled it for the next day.
When Jiang Yuanqing entered, the room was filled with an atmosphere that seemed to stir up a restless spirit deep within.
He walked to the bedside with a deep gaze. Half of the bed curtains were lifted and hung on hooks, revealing the woman's fair arms covered with the ostentatious marks left by Jiang Yuanxiu.
Song Jinhuan noticed the movement, opened her eyes to look, and said weakly, "You're here~"
The tone was unusually soft.
The man grunted in response without changing his expression, then walked to the basin, wrung out the cloth, returned to the bedside, and bent down to wipe her face clean little by little.
The gentle movements made Song Jinhuan squint comfortably, her drowsiness deepening.
"If you're sleepy, go to sleep first, and I'll clean you up."
Song Jinhuan forced her eyes open and asked in surprise, "Aren't you going to do something?"
Jiang Yuanqing gently touched her face, his eyes full of concern, and said, "Madam's health is of utmost importance."
A strange sense of guilt welled up in Song Jinhuan's heart because she couldn't balance their wedding night. "But... you said it had to be fair..."
Jiang Yuanqing smiled even more kindly, "I believe that my wife will make it up to me in the days to come."
That's true!
Song Jinhuan was coaxed into a good mood, and once she relaxed, she drifted off to sleep.
The moment she closed her eyes, Jiang Yuanqing's smile vanished completely. He picked her up, pulled off the bedding from the bed, replaced it with a spare, and then changed Song Jinhuan into a clean set of clothes.
After diligently tidying up for most of the day, he finally lay down beside Song Jinhuan.
A dark current surged in his deep eyes, as if he were plotting something.
After a long while, his eyelashes trembled slightly before he carefully leaned over and gently placed a kiss on the woman's lips.
No problem, there's plenty of time to win hearts and minds in the future.
Right now, all he wants is for his wife to feel sorry for him.
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