Qin Ange's face was flushed, and she looked very obedient with her eyes downcast. Perhaps it was because of her makeup, but she looked much softer.
"Su, Lady Su."
When the veil was lifted, Qin Ange suddenly felt exposed and became extremely nervous.
He glanced quickly at Su Qinghe, then immediately lowered his head, his fingers unconsciously twisting the bridal veil in his hand.
"Ange should change her tune!"
Looking at the man who was so different from usual, Su Qinghe found it very interesting.
The soft candlelight illuminated his gentle face, and a word involuntarily popped into Su Qinghe's mind.
Seeing that Su Qinghe was staring at him without saying a word, as if she was really waiting for him to change his mind, Qin Ange opened his mouth and called out in a muffled voice, "My lady."
"Are you hungry? Eat something first."
Shaking off the jumbled thoughts in her mind, Su Qinghe took his hand and pulled him to the table.
"I don't……"
Qin Ange blushed and was about to say that he wasn't hungry when Su Qinghe spoke, so he quickly shut his mouth.
The first rule of the "Men's Precepts" is that one must not disobey one's wife.
During the month he spent at home awaiting his marriage, Qin Anmin gave him many books to read. He read "Men's Precepts," which he had never wanted to touch before, several times, but he only remembered a few of the opening lines.
The instructor said that disobeying one's wife would result in being divorced!
While Su Qinghe turned her head, Qin Ange raised his hand and patted his mouth.
"Nanfeng, bring in some food," Su Qinghe called out towards the door.
"Yes, Master." A woman's voice came from outside the door.
Nanfeng was a martial arts figure whom Su Qinghe had rescued by chance a few days ago. Su Qinghe continued her robbery as usual, but unexpectedly gained a person who returned with her.
However, she is still in her probationary period.
Turning my head, I suddenly found a glass of wine in front of me.
"Su... uh, my wife, this..."
Qin An, holding a glass of wine, waved it in front of Su Qinghe, but was too embarrassed to say it aloud.
Que'er said that Xiao Jun should not drink the nuptial wine, but he still wanted to have a normal drink with Su Qinghe tonight.
"In our family, we don't distinguish between elders and juniors, so please be casual with yourselves. I treat you all the same."
Seemingly knowing what he was thinking, Su Qinghe picked up her wine glass, put it through his arm, and gestured for him to drink a toast together.
"Th-thank you!"
Qin Ange was touched, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he said this, but then he realized that it was not quite right.
"polite!"
Su Qinghe was amused by him and, to avoid embarrassing him, responded with a reply. Then, she put her arm around him and pulled him a little closer.
Their arms were clasped together, and both glasses were empty.
"Master, the dishes have arrived."
Nanfeng's voice came from outside the door, and Su Qinghe responded. Then, several people filed in carrying various dishes.
After the dishes were laid out, everyone went downstairs, leaving only Su Qinghe and the other person in the room.
Looking at the table full of dishes, Qin Ange couldn't help but swallow hard.
In fact, he had already secretly eaten quite a few longans and peanuts on the bed in the afternoon, but he had a big appetite, and a few pieces of food were not enough to satisfy him.
If Que'er hadn't stopped him, he could have eaten everything on the bed in one afternoon.
The area around where he sat was almost completely cleared out.
"I know you're hungry, eat up, I specifically told you to save this for you."
Seeing his eyes shining, Su Qinghe chuckled and put a chicken leg in his bowl.
Her stomach started rumbling, and Qin Ange blushed, knowing what image she had in Su Qinghe's mind when she ate. So she stopped pretending and stuffed her mouth full of food.
When it was taken out again, all that was left was a bare skeleton.
These past few days, his brothers-in-law have been telling him about bedroom techniques. After a few days, he didn't remember anything else, but he did remember that it "is extremely physically demanding."
Whenever his brothers-in-law talked about this, their faces would be full of worry, and Qin Ange had made it his top priority.
So when he felt weak from hunger in the afternoon, he felt a bit anxious.
Now that he's got the chance, how could he let it go?
My eyes were busy scanning the various dishes, and my mouth was constantly busy.
Su Qinghe sat beside him and watched him eat. Almost every time his eyes lingered on a dish for more than three seconds, she would immediately put it in his bowl.
Looking at the man with his chubby cheeks, Su Qinghe naturally thought of a squirrel being devoured; he seemed to have a unique kind of cuteness.
The only sounds in the room were Qin Ange chewing and swallowing. Su Qinghe propped her head up and watched him, puzzled by the unwavering determination in his eyes.
Foodies certainly have a different perspective on food; they eat with reverence.
"Well!"
After removing the bone from the last chicken leg, Qin Ange patted his slightly bulging belly and let out a satisfied burp.
Feeling full of energy again, a hint of confidence flashed in Qin Ange's eyes.
"I'm stuffed."
He wiped his mouth, turned to look at Su Qinghe, and instantly became quiet again.
Su Qinghe glanced at the table, which was practically empty, then turned to Qin Ange, who had a well-behaved expression, smiled politely, and ordered someone to come in and remove the food.
"Master, shall we wash up?"
Outside the door, Que'er, who had witnessed the Manchu Han Imperial Feast being brought in and then brought out in a mess, awkwardly turned her face away.
As Qin Ange's personal servant, he was afraid of being laughed at when Su Qinghe's personal attendant stood next to him.
Whose son can eat so much?!
Tonight is their wedding night, and other newlyweds are all delicate and frail. Does this young master intend to fight with Lady Su until dawn?
Carrying the basin of water in, Que'er saw that Qin Ange's lips were still glistening with oil, and she wiped his face with a little more force.
"Um... Sparrow, my makeup..."
With her entire face covered, Qin Ange let out a muffled cry.
"Sleeping with makeup on is bad for your skin, young master. Don't worry, the head of the family has seen what you look like before. Besides, it's dark at night and no one can see you."
Que'er didn't lessen her strength, and in a few strokes she wiped away most of Qin Ange's makeup. She then washed it with water before she was finally done.
To his dismay, his young master's lips were still glossy and oily, clearly from eating too much and the oil had seeped into them!
Que'er sighed, pretending not to see, and after tidying up Qin Ange, she picked up the basin and left without looking back.
Su Qinghe had also finished tidying up. After a while, only the two of them remained in the room.
After instructing everyone outside to move away, Su Qinghe blew out the candle.
"Master Wife?"
Suddenly everything went dark. Qin Ange called out helplessly and carefully groped her way toward Su Qinghe.
"This way."
Su Qinghe gave a hint, as she was standing by the bed at that moment.
"oh oh!"
Qin Ange agreed and slowly moved towards the sound she had just heard.
"We're full... Shall we go for a walk to digest?"
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