Chapter 64 Consummating the Wedding Night (Lights dimmed)
Red candles burned brightly, and curtains hung low.
In the cramped space, the air seemed to thicken, and every inch was filled with a heat that made one blush and their heart race.
Jiang Mianmian lay flat on the festive bright red quilt with a hundred sons and a thousand grandsons, her hands gripping the sheets tightly, her knuckles turning white from the force. She looked up at the man staring at her with an intensely aggressive gaze, her throat parched.
[Wait... that was way too fast!]
[One second they're discussing the crime of deceiving the emperor in a carriage, the next they're about to have a public confession? Is the plot moving at double speed?]
Although I'm not usually a pretentious person, this is my first time! Should I act a little more reserved? Or... say "no" a couple of times?
Shen Jin leaned over her, listening to her jumbled thoughts as she tried to mask her nervousness with complaints, and the dark fire in his eyes grew even hotter.
He reached out, his long, slender fingers gently untying the sash around her waist.
"Don't be afraid."
His voice was deep and resonant, like a tremolo plucked on a musical string, carrying a soothing magic: "I told you, I wouldn't hurt you."
Her clothes slipped down, revealing large expanses of skin as white as cream, which glowed with an alluring pink luster in the light of the red candle.
Jiang Mianmian flinched, instinctively wanting to cover herself.
"It's cold..." she whispered, making an excuse.
"I will warm you up."
Shen Jin leaned down, his warm chest pressing against hers. At the moment their skin touched, they both couldn't help but let out a satisfied sigh.
That sense of connection, originating from the depths of their souls, gradually softened Jiang Mianmian's originally tense body.
Ugh...it's so hot...
[This guy's physique...it's absolutely top-notch. Is this what they call looking slim in clothes but muscular underneath? Those abs, those lines...they feel amazing to touch.]
Since there's no escaping it, then... let's enjoy it? He's mine, and I'm his.
Shen Jin kissed her lips, his initial gentle probing gradually turning domineering and passionate. His hands roamed over her body, igniting flames of desire.
Jiang Mianmian felt like a small boat adrift in raging waves, clinging tightly to the only piece of driftwood.
Her consciousness began to fade, and all the strength she usually pretended to have, and the wit she used to make sarcastic remarks, became useless at this moment.
All that remains is the most primal instinct and the most genuine heartbeat.
Just as the two were about to break through the last line of defense, Shen Jin suddenly stopped.
He propped himself up, his forehead touching hers, his usually unfathomable phoenix eyes now brimming with a deep affection that could drown a person.
"Mianmian".
He called her name, his voice slightly unsteady, "Are you... really willing?"
"If you are unwilling, I may stop."
Even at this point, even with the die hanging in the balance, he still gave her the choice.
He didn't want a princess who was forced to sacrifice herself to "save her life"; what he wanted was her sincere heart.
Jiang Mianmian opened her hazy eyes and looked at the man in front of her who had restrained himself for her sake.
Sweat dripped down his temples and onto her collarbone, burning her heart.
【fool……】
[At a time like this, why are you still asking such a silly question?]
If I hadn't wanted to, I would have jumped off the train the moment you got on. If I hadn't wanted to, I would have kicked you off the train the moment you started taking off my clothes.
【Chen Jin, although you can be a jerk sometimes, a jerk sometimes, and you always deduct my salary…】
Jiang Mianmian's hand slowly moved upwards, stroking his angular face, and the voice in her heart became more gentle and firm than ever before:
But... if it's you, I'm willing.
Because... I think I might actually like you.
No, I really like it.
This heartfelt message reached Chen Jin's ears clearly and without reservation.
That was the most beautiful, wonderful, and soul-stirring sound he had ever heard in the years since he acquired the ability to read minds.
It is more pleasing to the ear than any compliment, and more moving than any musical instrument.
She likes him.
She is willing.
Shen Jin's eyes welled up with tears; the beast within him had finally broken free of its cage.
“Jiang Mianmian…”
He growled and kissed her again, this time without any reservation.
"Remember what you just said."
"You are mine. For all eternity, you are mine."
Red waves rolled, and the curtains swayed.
Pain and pleasure intertwined, and at this moment, two hearts finally overcame all barriers and tests, truly becoming one.
Without the suspicion brought about by mind-reading, and without the pretense behind the mask.
Only each other.
Only love.
The moon outside the window seemed to blush and quietly hid behind the clouds.
That night, the main courtyard of the Regent's Palace was filled with the boundless beauty of spring until dawn.
...
As the flickering candlelight burned out, Jiang Mianmian mumbled something in her mind, still half-asleep:
[Chen Jin...you liar...you said it wouldn't hurt...]
However... the technique is decent, so I'll give it five stars...
Hearing this last comment, Shen Jin smiled contentedly and hugged the exhausted person in his arms even tighter.
Five-star review?
It seems we still need to keep working hard and strive to... generate a flood of positive reviews.
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