“Miss An, you weren’t at the Star Bay Apartment last night, so you missed your wedding night. How about we make up for it tonight?” Mo Jingchen said, holding her and whispering suggestive words in her ear.
Upon hearing the words "wedding night," An Yiruo naturally understood what was about to happen.
At this moment, she was extremely nervous, but not as resistant as she had expected; she was just at a loss.
"Mr. Mo, would you like tonight?" An Yiruo asked, trying to appear calm.
"We should also have the proper sense of ritual," Mo Jingchen said, then pressed An Yiru down beneath him and kissed her tenderly.
Unlike that night, when I was drugged and under the influence of the drug, some things were completely out of my control and my consciousness was not very clear.
But tonight, An Yiruo was fully conscious the whole time. Now she was so nervous that her whole body was stiff, she didn't know how to breathe, and she didn't know how to respond.
Mo Jingchen sensed the changes in An Yiruo's body and said, "Miss An, relax. You were so passionate that day."
After saying that, Mo Jingchen continued to kiss An Yiruo. His kiss was very gentle, which quickly relaxed An Yiruo, allowing her to fully immerse herself in what was about to happen.
Suddenly, An Yiruo was brought back to consciousness by the pain.
Isn't it said that only the first time will hurt? But why does it still hurt so much even though it's not my first time?
Tears welled up in An Yiruo's eyes, which were filled with pain.
"It will be over soon, the pain will subside quickly," Mo Jingchen kissed away the tears from An Yiruo's eyes.
An Yiruo gently put her arms around his neck and responded shyly.
It's surprising that two strangers could be so compatible on this issue.
Afterwards, An Yiruo fell asleep from exhaustion. After cleaning her up, Mo Jingchen lay down beside her and put his arm around her as she fell asleep.
This was the most peaceful night Mo Jingchen had ever slept, without a single dream.
An Yiruo, however, did not feel as uncomfortable as expected, and slept soundly in Mo Jingchen's arms.
The next morning, An Yiru woke up in Mo Jingchen's arms and felt a little embarrassed thinking about what had happened the night before.
Mo Jingchen opened his eyes slightly because of An Yiruo's squirming, looked at the little woman beside him, and said, "Good morning, Miss An."
"Good morning, Mr. Mo."
Mo Jingchen used to view women as monsters, but now that he has tasted them, he knows what they are like.
Turns out, this feeling isn't bad either.
After breakfast, Mo Jingchen looked at An Yiruo and said, "A dance teacher will be coming over in a little while to teach you to dance. You can prepare after you finish eating."
An Yiruo inwardly groaned, "Mo Jingchen, are you really that efficient?"
I've only been here for a day, and classes have already been scheduled.
"But don't even think about slacking off. I will assess you every week, and there will be punishment if you fail the assessment."
"There's another punishment?" An Yiruo raised her voice.
"Of course, if you fail the assessment, you will be fined 100,000 yuan."
"Mo Jingchen, are you robbing me?" A fine of 100,000 yuan? Has she gone mad? Where would she get that much money? What a shrewd businessman, what a shrewd businessman.
"This will help encourage Miss An to study hard and not be lazy."
“Mr. Mo, even without punishment, I will study hard and never slack off. How about we…”
Mo Jingchen shook his head: "No, say it again and you'll be fined 200,000."
"Are you a bandit, Mo Jingchen?" An Yiruo said angrily.
"Three hundred thousand!"
Are you serious?
"Four hundred thousand!"
"You're trying to raise prices on the spot, have you no shame? I have no money."
"Five hundred thousand!"
Then Mo Jingchen thought for a moment and said, "If Miss An doesn't have the money to pay the fine at that time, I can consider lending it to you."
An Yiruo didn't say another word. She turned her head and sat down at the dining table with a huff, like a little frog. Mo Jingchen couldn't help but laugh when he saw her.
After Mo Jingchen left, An Yiru thought to herself, "What kind of person is he? He uses her and then discards her. They were so intimate last night, and this morning he actually came up with a trick like fining her to deal with her. I'm so angry."
"Young Madam, the dance teacher will be arriving soon. Please go upstairs to change into your dance costume."
"I understand, Uncle Wang."
An Yiruo reluctantly got up and went upstairs to change her clothes.
When I came down again, the dance teacher was already waiting in the yoga room.
"Young Madam, hello. I am your dance teacher, my name is Lin Xue."
"Hello, Teacher Lin," An Yiruo greeted her teacher respectfully.
I don't know about others, but An Yiruo has had a problem since she was a child: she's afraid of teachers.
No matter how gentle the teacher was, An Yiruo was still afraid.
So throughout the entire class, and since it was a dance class that An Yiruo wasn't good at, she was constantly on edge.
To avoid making any mistakes, she also needed to study diligently to prepare for Mo Jingchen's assessment.
This is such a headache, about dancing... An Yiruo learned some dance when she was the eldest daughter of the An family.
But many years have passed, and she has long since forgotten everything. As a result, when An Yiru dances in class, she looks like a walking robot.
Finally, Teacher Lin Xue couldn't bear to watch any longer and said, "Young Madam, you can try to relax your body. If you relax, your body won't be so stiff."
An Yiruo thought to herself, "Teacher, I also want to relax, but I really can't." An Yiruo smiled bitterly to herself at this moment.
But on the surface, An Yiruo said, "Teacher, I will do my best."
"Take it slow, don't rush, relax little by little, and then immerse yourself in the dance."
This explanation made things a little better than before, but it was still a robot.
"Young Madam, that concludes today's lesson. You can try practicing on your own later. The most important thing is to relax."
"Okay, I understand, Ms. Lin Xue."
After the teacher left, An Yiru practiced yoga in the yoga room by herself for a while.
When I came out, my forehead was covered in beads of sweat.
After sweating, I felt sticky all over, so I immediately went back to my room and took a shower.
After taking a shower, An Yiruo seemed to come back to life, and she threw off the covers and lay down on the bed.
Having not exercised for a long time, she was really tired at the moment, and while lying down, she fell asleep without even realizing it.
"Young Madam? Lunch is ready."
An Yiruo was awakened by a knock on the door. Although she was not happy, she was, after all, at Mo Jingchen's house.
"I understand, I'll be right down," An Yiruo said, her voice still slightly nasal.
After quickly tidying myself up, I went downstairs for lunch.
An Yiruo looked at the dishes on the table, which were very plentiful. After sitting down, she felt that it would be a waste for her to eat so much food by herself, so she gestured for Uncle Wang and the others to sit down and eat with her.
However, Uncle Wang refused: "Young Madam, this is against the rules."
An Yiruo was not surprised to receive this answer, after all, there are rules in wealthy families.
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