Chapter 222: Evening with Wind (12)
"Okay." Lin Tingwan responded in a low voice.
The door closed. Lin Tingwan looked at the girl with rosy cheeks in the mirror and bit his lower lip.
She raised her hand and touched the corner of her lips, which could not help but bend upwards.
Soon after, Chun Tao and Qiu Shuang brought in the food. "Madam San Shao, we are from the Second Madam's courtyard. Madam asked us to bring you some food."
Lin Tingwan glanced at the two of them and nodded, "Okay."
She used to come to the Duke of Anguo's Mansion often, and she had some impression of the people around her mother-in-law.
After eating, Lin Tingwan rinsed his mouth and sat in front of the bed waiting.
While waiting, she carefully looked around the room for the fifth time, picked up the red dates, lotus seeds and other things on the bed and put them on the plate. After a while, she heard the sound of the door opening, so she rolled up her sleeves and sat down properly.
As the footsteps approached, Lin Tingwan began to get nervous again, and his sitting posture became a little uneasy.
Ming Zhouhe lifted the beaded curtain and walked to the bed, stared at her for a moment, then supported his waist with one hand and leaned over to meet her eyes.
"Why don't you take off the hair accessories? Aren't they too heavy?"
As he spoke, he raised his hand and pulled out the hairpin from her hair.
Lin Tingwan clasped her hands together, and when she looked up at him, her pearl hairpin swayed gently. The pearls and jade reflected light in the candlelight, shining on her face, making her look more charming.
Being stared at like this by him, she asked uncomfortably, "Can it be taken down?"
"Why not?" Ming Zhouhe laughed, raised her face with his fingers, and looked at her carefully, his eyes filled with amazement. "Or are you saving it for me to open when I come back? Or maybe you wanted me to take a closer look?"
Lin Tingwan raised her hand and pinched his sleeve. Was he teasing her?
Ming Zhouhe bent his lips, leaned in and kissed the corner of her lips, the smile in his eyes dazzled someone, "It's really beautiful."
The man in the red robe was talking and laughing, and he was so charming at the moment. Lin Tingwan's cheeks flushed and she turned her head away.
Ming Zhouhe sat down beside her and continued to remove her hair accessories, while speaking to ease her tension: "I'm clumsy, so please cry out if it hurts."
"Um."
Although he said he had rough hands and feet, after he had removed the hair accessories, Lin Tingwan didn't feel any pain from her hair being pulled. He was very gentle.
Ming Zhouhe put the hair accessories aside and put his hand on the back of her neck.
Feeling the warmth of his palm and the slightly rough touch of his skin, Lin Tingwan shrank her neck nervously and stared at him with wide eyes.
Ming Zhouhe chuckled as her hand was trapped. He pinched her face with his other hand and said, "Relax, let me rub it for you. Aren't you tired after sitting for so long with such a heavy headdress on your head? It's my fault. I forgot to ask them to take it off for you."
Lin Tingwan resisted the urge to tremble, spread her shoulders, and stared at him stiffly, "I'm fine, not very tired."
A few days before her marriage, her mother taught her many things about serving a man, and now she was the first to be served by him.
Seeing the surprise in her eyes, he lowered his head slightly and asked with a smile, "What are you looking at?"
Lin Tingwan shook his head.
"Have you eaten yet?"
"I've used it. Madam Ming Er had it delivered."
Ming Zhouhe withdrew his hand, glanced at her, and fetched a half-wet handkerchief from the basin. He lifted her face and bent down to wipe off her makeup. "You still call me Madam Ming Er? Is that because mother didn't give you a gift to change your name?"
"No, I'm used to it." Lin Tingwan pursed his lips and lowered his head again.
I've been familiar with his way of speaking for so long, but why do I feel like I still won't be able to defeat him in an argument in the future?
Ming Zhouhe went to wash the handkerchief again and came back, "Look up, I'll wipe your face again."
She raised her face when she heard that.
"Now that you're in our house, you can do whatever you want. Feel free to do as you please. The servants in the courtyard are at your disposal." Ming Zhouhe washed her face carefully. Seeing her well-behaved appearance, he pressed her cheek with his fingertips. "If you don't want to order them around, you can order me around."
Lin Tingwan opened her lips and said tentatively, "My husband... is quite humorous."
"To be honest, I will indeed obey my wife's orders. It sounds nice, so let's call her that from now on." Ming Zhouhe pinched her cheek and was satisfied when he felt it was clean. "Is it okay, madam?"
"Sure." Lin Tingwan's ears turned red.
Ming Zhouhe leaned over and kissed the tip of her ear. "Why are you so shy? Then keep calling me Ah He?"
She tensed up. "I can call you whatever I want."
Ming Zhou went to pour two glasses of wine and drank the wedding wine with her. Then he sat down, pinched her waist, held her on his lap, and reached out to take off her wedding dress. "Okay, I'll listen to you."
Lin Tingwan subconsciously covered her collar, her fingers covering the back of his hand at the same time, "I... I can take it off myself."
"Okay." He withdrew his hand, leaned against the headboard and looked at her with a smile on his face.
Lin Tingwan felt like she was steaming all over. She turned her back and slowly took off her wedding dress.
Seeing her flustered and hesitant appearance, Ming Zhouhe curled up the corners of his lips. Seeing that the clothes on her body were gradually reduced, his eyes dimmed.
It's quite fun to tease a newlywed wife.
After she was almost done taking off her clothes, Lin Tingwan turned around, clenched her fingers, glanced at the relaxed man, lowered her eyes embarrassedly, and said hesitantly, "I'm done."
Ming Zhouhe put his arm around her waist, pulled her into his arms, and casually pulled down the bed curtain. He kissed her fair shoulder with the corner of his lips and bit it lightly, leaving a shallow tooth mark. "Okay, let's go to the bridal chamber."
Before coming in, he washed up and washed off the smell of alcohol on his body.
Lin Tingwan shuddered and leaned back, but was pressed back into his arms.
Ming Zhouhe took her hand and placed it on the belt. He looked up at her, kissed the corner of her lips, and whispered, "Since you are so eager to take off your clothes so early, then help me take them off too."
Lin Tingwan blushed completely, but subconsciously obeyed, her hand groping around his waist.
Ming Zhou held the back of her head and kissed her, distracting her and deliberately causing trouble. He kissed her until she couldn't breathe and then let her go, leaving kiss marks on her shoulders and neck, and then further down.
When her mind was completely distracted, he hooked her finger again and said with a smile, "Continue."
She bit her lip, her breathing disordered. She calmed herself down and continued to undress him with slightly wet eyelashes.
Ming Zhouhe took off the last piece of her clothing and stroked her delicate skin with his palm. Lin Tingwan shuddered and shook her hands off.
He chuckled, stopped making things difficult for her, and took off his wedding clothes himself.
The bed curtains swayed, and the candlelight reflected a pair of entangled figures. The dragon and phoenix wedding candles made one or two slight "crackling" sounds from time to time.
The bright daylight and his fingertips slid across her brow, lingered in her red eyes with tears, and finally fell to the corners of her rosy lips, calling her: "Morning."
Lin Tingwan half-closed his moist eyes and said "hmm".
He kissed her lips, smoothed her messy hair, leaned in and kissed her lips gently, squeezed his fingers between hers, and interlocked theirs.
Lin Tingwan returned and shook his hand, granting him whatever he asked for.
After cleaning up, Ming Zhou and the man fell asleep in their arms, and there was still some ambiguity between them in bed.
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