"Okay." Yu Qizhe took off the last hairpin on Yu Jiao's head, put all the jewelry in the dressing box on the dressing table, and got up and went to the outer room.
After a while, he called Jianjia and Bailu in. Seeing that the jewelry on Yu Jiao's head had been taken off, Jianjia helped Yu Jiao to take off her bun and served her to the bathroom to take a bath and wash up.
Looking at Yu Jiao's slightly tender and delicate face after she washed off her makeup, Jianjia was a little worried. The girl was still young, and the young master had specifically instructed her and Bailu to keep an eye on the young lady and the son-in-law's bedroom affairs. But she and Bailu were just maids after all, and they couldn't stay in the bridal chamber on their wedding night. If the son-in-law insisted on having sex with the young lady, could they break in?
Bai Lu was much more straightforward. While she was washing Yu Jiao's hair, she said, "Miss, the eldest master said that you are still young, so don't sleep with the uncle first, so as not to hurt your body. If the uncle forces you at night, you only need to call me a servant."
Yu Jiao sat in the bathtub with a slightly hot face. She was originally just a little nervous, but after hearing what Bai Lu said, she became even more uneasy.
Jianjia took a towel and helped Yu Jiao wipe her hair. Seeing Bai Lu's straightforward words, she whispered, "The eldest master is also thinking about you. The young lady has just reached the age of marriage and her body is not yet fully grown. You should not let your son-in-law do everything for you."
Yu Jiao was really shy and responded vaguely.
The two men helped Yu Jiao put on her pajamas before leaving.
Yu Jiao looked at the pajamas wrapped tightly around her body, which were obviously different from the style she wore in the mansion. She couldn't help but feel a little amused. She was not a little girl who knew nothing, but the age of this body was indeed too young.
After taking a deep breath and exhaling slowly, Yu Jiao walked out of the bathroom. Through the cellophane on the door, she could see that it was already dark outside.
A tall and slender figure stood beside the table, leaning slightly as if fiddling with the dragon and phoenix candles on the table.
Hearing the noise behind him, Yu Qizhe turned his head to look over. He had already showered and was wearing a milky white singlet. The thin satin pajamas fit him tightly, making his waist look straight and his muscles look firm.
Yu Jiao just took a glance and didn't dare to look again. She always thought that Yu Qizhe was thin in the past, but she never thought that when he took off his coat, he had a very strong body.
Seeing Yu Qizhe holding a pair of scissors wrapped in red silk and pointing them at the burning dragon and phoenix candles, Yu Jiao remembered that there seemed to be a custom of the couple cutting the candles together on the wedding night. She walked forward and asked, "Do you want to cut the candles?"
Yu Qizhe nodded. He took Yu Jiao's hand, wrapped his big palm around Yu Jiao's delicate fingers, and together they held the scissors and reached towards the candle wick. The flame jumped and made a crackling sound. The warm yellow candlelight reflected Yu Qizhe's handsome face, making him look particularly gentle and affectionate.
After putting down the scissors, Yu Qizhe did not let go of her hand, but took Yu Jiao's hand and walked towards Qiangong's bed.
Yu Jiao's heartbeat seemed to beat violently along with the flame of the wedding candle, and her cheeks burned uncontrollably. She walked to the bed and glanced at the Qiangong bed with the curtains rolled up. Seeing two quilts on it, Yu Jiao breathed a sigh of relief. She didn't know when Yu Qizhe had someone bring in the other mattress. The peanuts, melon seeds and fruits on the bed had been picked up.
"I'll sleep inside." After saying this, Yu Jiao pulled her hand out of Yu Qizhe's palm, got on the bed and quickly moved to the inside and lay down, covering herself with the quilt. She used too much force and covered her head with the quilt. She didn't know if it was her illusion, but she seemed to hear Yu Qizhe's low laugh.
Hiding in the quilt, Yu Jiao thought somewhat self-destructively that it would be better to cover her head so that she wouldn't have to face Yu Qizhe awkwardly.
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