Chapter 75 First Kiss vs. Second Marriage From then on, that person's features were...
Wen Yinhe's heart suddenly raced, his face burned, and even his breathing became rapid involuntarily.
He nervously reached out, his fingertips lightly touching the edge of the mask, and glanced up at Lu Huaijin.
Lu Huaijin did not dodge, but simply stared at him quietly with a pair of calm and deep black eyes, making Wen Yinhe's cheeks burn even hotter.
The mask was slowly removed.
First, there was her smooth, fair forehead; then her dark eyebrows, perfectly shaped and angled, reaching towards her temples; and finally, her deep, dark eyes, like a pool.
His handsome features were almost sharp; his narrow eyes seemed to hold unmelted ice and murderous intent, and every line was so sharp that it could cut a person.
It is the imposing aura honed through long-term high-ranking positions and decisive, ruthless actions.
One glance is enough to send chills down one's spine, making one afraid to look directly at them.
However, the moment Lu Huaijin slightly lifted his eyelashes and his gaze fell on Wen Yinhe's face—
The icy coldness in Lu Huaijin's eyes melted instantly, and warm light reflected in his dark pupils, along with a small, clear Wen Yinhe.
All the sharpness faded silently in that one look, leaving only a kind of almost devout focus and gentleness.
This face was so handsome it was almost breathtaking, exactly as Wen Yinhe had imagined, even more captivating and charming.
Wen Yinhe instantly forgot about time and everything else, as if he were frozen in place. He could do nothing but stare unblinkingly at the person in front of him, completely lost in thought.
Their eyes met, their breaths mingled.
Wen Yinhe felt an unprecedented surge of emotion welling up in his heart, as if he had been waiting for this moment for a hundred reincarnations and countless lifetimes.
The universe is so vast, perhaps reincarnation truly exists.
Wen Yinhe thought with a pounding heart.
Otherwise, he simply couldn't understand how two complete strangers who had no connection when they first met could fall in love to the point of heartache.
This feeling is like having an extra piece of flesh growing in your chest, beating along with your heart. Whenever you miss it, it pulls at your nerves and causes a dull ache, making it hard to sit or lie down comfortably.
With just one glance, that person's features took root in my mind.
No matter what I do during the day, these thoughts will suddenly appear before my eyes, and at night they will quietly sneak into my dreams, becoming entangled and intertwined with me, almost like I'm sick.
He suffered from a lovesickness called "Lu Huai Jin".
Seeing Wen Yinhe staring blankly at him without moving, Lu Huaijin couldn't help but curl a playful smile at the corner of his lips, his voice low and tender: "What are you waiting for? Don't tell me you want me to take the initiative?"
Wen Yinhe snapped out of her daze, gently placed a hand on Lu Huaijin's shoulder, and slowly pushed him against the willow tree. Then, she took the fan from Lu Huaijin's waist, flicked it lightly with her wrist, opened it, and gently covered the two of their faces with it, carefully kissing Lu Huaijin's lips.
[I feel like I've seen this scene a thousand times, ten thousand times before.]
[Ughhhhhh, you did that again!!! The Immortal Venerable is such a stingy person! The Immortal Venerable is such a repressed pervert!!!]
[Xiaoxue, if you're sensible, you'd better slip away quietly by yourself! Don't force your aunt to take action! [knife][knife][knife]]
[Xiaoxue: qaqaqaq]
[Waaaaaah, it's my first love! It's so beautiful! So beautiful that I can't stop crying! Today is another day of crying my eyes out for such a beautiful love story! [crying][crying][crying]]
[Bestie, bestie, I can only ship Wenlu for four more days QAQ! How come there are only four days left? It's spring, summer, autumn, and winter! Bestie, bestie, I can only ship Wenlu for three more days QAQ! Why are there only three days left? It's yesterday, today, and tomorrow! Bestie, bestie, I can only ship Wenlu for two more days! How come there are only two days left? It's day and night! Bestie, bestie, I can only ship Wenlu for one more day, which is every single day I love shipping Wenlu! [heart]]
This was almost a first kiss.
Innocent, cautious, sweet, and with a heart pounding like a drum.
Wen Yinhe felt as if he had returned to the night he first mustered the courage to kiss Lu Huaijin.
Their lips dared only to touch each other cautiously. The moment they pressed together, it felt like an electric shock—itchy, numb, and almost overwhelming.
My heart is beating faster and faster.
Wen Yinhe tentatively rubbed his lips against it, feeling a sensation completely different from his own lips. It was dense, warm, with a slight dryness and resistance, soft and elastic, like gently pressing a steamed cake. His nasal cavity was filled with a sweet and warm aroma.
He couldn't help but stick out his tongue and tentatively lick Lu Huaijin's lips, meticulously tracing every detail, moistening the lip line, gliding over the lip groove, licking the corner of the lips, and slightly parting his lips to suck and gently bite the not-so-full lip, as if he were using the finest brush to paint a stunningly beautiful picture.
Each stroke was deliberate and methodical, moving at an indescribable pace.
Lu Huaijin, however, was unusually not in a hurry to urge him. He was clearly also immersed in this belated first love, immersed in this first kiss where time and order were reversed.
Who would have thought that after seven years of marriage, he could still blush, have burning ears, and have his heart pound faster than the most innocent high school student just because of a kiss from his lover that didn't even involve tongue? The roar in his ears was deafening.
He had never been so nervous in his life. The strength in his limbs and bones was completely absorbed by the man opposite him. A dense, tingling sensation spread from his spine, making his whole body tremble uncontrollably.
Lu Huaijin could hardly bear this long yet sweet torment.
That's enough...
hurry up……
Lu Huaijin could no longer resist sticking out his tongue, eagerly and impatiently chasing after Wen Yinhe.
Upon receiving his instruction, Wen Yinhe stopped obsessing over tasting the two already ripe lips and finally pried open Lu Huaijin's teeth, just as Lu Huaijin had longed for.
It wasn't more intense than any kiss before, and there wasn't even much sound, yet it was longer, more tender, and more unbearable than any kiss before.
Lu Huaijin had never known that a kiss could be so delicate.
Every inch and every detail was fully appreciated, with no tiny corner overlooked.
Lu Huaijin subconsciously wanted to grip Wen Yinhe's clothes, but his fingers were too weak to obey him, and he could only weakly support himself on Wen Yinhe's chest.
His knees began to weaken and tremble slightly. His body slid uncontrollably down the tree trunk, only to be forcefully pulled up by a large hand and held tightly in front of him.
Lu Huaijin's waist, which was being constricted, involuntarily slumped inward, sinking deeply into Wen Yinhe's arms, forming a supple arc.
In the distance came the cheerful laughter of tourists and the sound of dazzling fireworks exploding, as if from another world.
Under the bridge, only the sounds of their intertwined breaths and heartbeats, the rustling of willow branches in the wind, and the gentle lapping of the river against the bank could be heard.
The air was sweet yet suffocating.
Just like wine, it is rich and fragrant, smooth and mellow.
One sip, and he was drunk and unconscious, feeling like he was floating on air.
It felt like an eternity had passed, and Lu Huaijin had no idea when Wen Yinhe had withdrawn.
Lu Huaijin's eyes were completely unfocused, and tears soaked his long eyelashes. His neck, cheeks, ears, and even eyelids were all a vivid red.
From lips to tongue, from skin to flesh, from the outside to the inside, everything was red and ripe.
Wen Yinhe had no doubt that if he loosened his grip even slightly, Lu Huaijin would immediately slip from his arms and fall to the ground.
He practically held Lu Huaijin in his arms, embedding him into his own body, becoming Lu Huaijin's legs, spine, and support.
"Are you alright?" Wen Yinhe took out a handkerchief and gently wiped away Lu Huaijin's tears and the glistening tears on his lips. Then he gently kissed Lu Huaijin's slightly parted lips, which were almost unable to close.
Lu Huaijin trembled reflexively at the slightest touch from Wen Yinhe.
What kind of first kiss is this? Whose first kiss is this quality?!
This is insane...
He definitely prefers the straightforward type.
This kind of person is gentle to the core, but also tormented to the core.
Too much...exceeded.
It made him unrecognizable.
However, what he heard was Wen Yinhe asking him cautiously, with a hint of shyness, just like a naive young man in the throes of first love:
"Did you like that kiss just now?"
Unable to resist his instincts, Lu Huaijin buried his face in Wen Yinhe's neck, concealing his unusually flushed cheeks.
"I like... I like you, so I like everything you give me. I like it so much, I love you..."
Wen Yinhe hugged him tightly. The thin layers of clothing couldn't block their body heat at all. The burning sensation penetrated his skin forcefully from their pressed chests and hands, spreading to every part of his body.
"I also love you and admire you, Huai Jin."
[Aaaaaaah, this is truly my first love! They even have the steps for confessing! This is amazing, waaaaaah!!!]
[I can't take it anymore, it's just too sweet! What's with these last two storylines? Are you trying to kill me?! I'll give you my life!!! You two are a deadly couple!!!]
The prettier the face, the more passionate the kiss! The more domineering the aura, the softer the kiss! Hehehe! I won't tell you who got their legs go weak from a kiss~
[A beautiful 1 and a handsome 0 are the best civilization! I started shipping you guys when I was still in my mom's belly! My mom said shipping Wen Lu is the best prenatal education! Shipping you to the heavens and the earth until the Great Dao is obliterated!!!]
No matter how reluctant we are, time will not stop for anyone.
As fewer and fewer people remained on the streets, shops closed one after another.
The two had no choice but to hold hands and embark on their journey home.
Lanxue, which Wen Yinhe was holding, ran back to Lu Huaijin's waist.
Fortunately, the fan wasn't heavy, and since Lanxue liked it, Lu Huaijin let it hang there.
Lanxue: =v=
They walked so slowly that even an ant could easily outpace them.
Wen Yinhe wished the road could be longer, with more turns, but the familiar house eventually appeared before him.
"Will I be able to see you again tomorrow?" Wen Yinhe asked anxiously, her face flushed, holding Lu Huaijin's hand. She was afraid that all this beauty was just a dream and that she would never see him again when she woke up.
“Of course, you’ll see me every day from now on,” Lu Huaijin’s tone shifted, his brows furrowing and his eyes darkening. “Don’t you want to take responsibility for me? This is my first time…”
"Of course I want to! I'll personally propose marriage tomorrow!" Wen Yinhe realized his rudeness as soon as the words left his mouth. He hurriedly and cautiously glanced at Lu Huaijin's expression, nervously pursing his lips as he said, "Don't you think I'm being a bit too presumptuous? Today is only our first meeting..."
"How could that be?" Lu Huaijin leaned in and kissed Wen Yinhe's cheek, breathing heavily and intimately into his ear, uttering a few wanton words, "If it weren't so late today, I really would want to go to the bridal chamber with you right now..."
Wen Yinhe's ears turned red instantly. He looked extremely shy, but his suggestion was impatient: "Then why don't we get married tomorrow?"
“That’s exactly what I was thinking,” Lu Huaijin said with a low laugh.
The two hit it off immediately, skipped the betrothal proposal, and got married right away.
The marriage was arranged so hastily and quickly, taking less than a minute.
The two had just fallen in love and were very reluctant to part, their hearts filled with affection.
After a few more minutes of cuddling and hugging, they agreed on a time to meet again the next day, and finally kissed goodbye reluctantly in front of the house.
The comments section erupted in strange noises:
【Oh my gosh~ Little couple~ Tsk tsk tsk~ Oh my gosh~~~】
However, after Wen Yinhe entered the house with several glances back, Lu Huaijin did not leave immediately. Instead, he made a dazzling series of hand gestures in front of the huge house, as if casting a spell.
He stared at the house for a few seconds with a dark look in his eyes, then composed himself and left alone, bathed in moonlight.
【Holy crap?! What are you doing, Demon Lord?! Please, don't cause trouble! Isn't it nice and sweet like this right now?!】
Does anyone know what kind of spell this is?! QAQ
On the other side.
With a smile on his face, Wen Yinhe stepped into the gate of the house and was met with Xiao Jue's meaningful eyes.
Wen Yinhe: "..."
"Looks like things are going well?" Xiao Jue had just taken Du Ruopu for a stroll on another street and had only recently returned.
Wen Yinhe coughed lightly, and announced with a mixture of shyness and pride, "I'm getting married tomorrow."
Xiao Jue: "?"
What kind of speed is this in China's high-speed rail?
Xiao Jue couldn't understand what game the young couple was playing, so he could only agree and say, "Congratulations."
Unexpectedly, the play wouldn't be finished in a day, so Wen Yinhe had to stay in this house for the time being.
Sleeping with a wig on wasn't comfortable, and he couldn't help but worry that Huai Jin might not be able to sleep well. He thought he had to speed things up tomorrow so that Huai Jin could get a good rest when he got back.
This was almost a two-day, one-night non-stop large-scale performance.
The live stream was still running in the room at night, just in case someone suddenly got the urge to act and wanted to get up and put on a couple of performances in the middle of the night.
For example, Wen Yinhe.
At 3 a.m., he got up to use the restroom and suddenly had an idea, so he went to talk to the production team.
So when Wen Yinhe returned to his room, he saw a fan frantically smashing the window outside his room.
Wen Yinhe: "..."
No wonder he felt something was missing; he had forgotten Lan Xue with Lu Huaijin.
"I'm sorry, Lanxue, I'll let you in right away."
Wen Yinhe opened the window apologetically, and Lan Xue flew in impatiently. Only then did he see that there was a long jade ribbon wrapped around the fan, which was obviously the same one that Lu Huaijin was wearing.
“…This must be Ji Mie.” Wen Yinhe picked up the belt, both amused and exasperated.
However, the next second, Lanxue flew onto his hand with a "smack" and became tightly entangled with Jimie.
Nirvana: OVO
Nirvana: OV-
Wen Yinhe: "..."
Is it just his imagination? It seems like he was completely overwhelmed by the attention he received?
[Hahahaha, Lanxue's gone bad too, she's even lured someone home! Tsk tsk tsk~ No wonder she's Daddy's good eldest son!]
[Holy crap, one day I actually found myself obsessed with a fan and a belt! And I even think they're so cute, waaaaaaah! Thanks to the actor's great performance, I didn't look like a complete lunatic...]
I truly admire the actor's dedication. Getting up in the middle of the night to go to the bathroom and still having to put on a one-man show—I'm really impressed.
"It's okay, we can return it tomorrow. We'll see each other again anyway."
Wen Yinhe couldn't help but recall the kiss by the river, and a slightly flushed red appeared on his face once again.
Lu Huaijin's low, sensual breaths escaped his lips, a faint sob escaped his mouth involuntarily, his eyes were bloodshot, his eyelashes were wet, and his fingers trembled as he clutched his shirt...
All of this seems so vivid, still ringing in my ears, lingering in my mouth, and touching my palms...
It seems... a bit hot.
Wen Yinhe subconsciously grabbed Lan Xue and slapped her twice, but Lan Xue suddenly broke free from his hand and flew towards the bottom of the bed, then crashed into something with a "bang".
Curious, he squatted down to take a look and found it was a box.
[Oh wow! I knew that the actor's performance in the middle of the night wasn't just for show! There was definitely something fishy going on!]
Logically speaking, Wen Yinhe shouldn't rummage through other people's belongings, but Lan Xue kept banging on the box, making a constant noise. This would disturb other people's rest, so Wen Yinhe had no choice but to drag the box out, intending to show it to Lan Xue and then close it.
However, when he opened the box, Wen Yinhe and everyone in the live broadcast room were stunned.
Inside was none other than the bright red wedding dress Wen Yinhe wore when he jumped into the time-space turbulence with Lu Huaijin in his arms.
[Holy crap, holy crap, holy crap!!! This woke me up in the middle of the night!!!]
[Aaaaaaah! I've been wanting to know for so long: where did the wedding robes the Immortal Venerable wore go?! I was wondering if they were torn to shreds during his fall to the mortal realm? So the young master and Kapibala just took them off, washed them, and put them away??]
[I was originally going to ask why the young master didn't tell the immortal about this outfit, but then I thought of the secret letters between the young master and the demon lord, and I felt like I already knew the answer...]
[Didn't the Immortal Venerable lose his memory? Won't this trigger a sudden return of his memories?! No way!!! They've finally had such a sweet moment together! Don't make it angsty! QAQ!!!]
[I know this memory will return eventually, but please don't let it return now! We were supposed to get married tomorrow, waaaaaah! You can't stand the Demon Lord up! The wedding can't be without a groom!!! Please!!! I really don't want to cry in the middle of the night!!! ○|￣|_]
However, to everyone's surprise,
Wen Yinhe paused for a moment, then, as if he had accidentally spied on someone's privacy, he guiltily closed the box and lightly tapped Lanxue's fan handle.
"Now that you've seen it, you should be more well-behaved, right?"
Lanxue, wrapped in silence, lay quietly on the table, no longer moving.
Wen Yinhe breathed a sigh of relief, stuffed the box back under the bed, and as if nothing had happened, slowly got into bed, closed his eyes, and quickly fell into a peaceful sleep. Even in his dream, a sweet smile involuntarily appeared on his lips because of the wonderful encounter that day.
With bloodshot eyes from staring at the screen, and confirming that Wen Yinhe was really asleep and there was no chance, they reluctantly went back to bed and typed blankly.
【Okay, now I completely don't understand this plot anymore...】
[I bet a bag of potato chips, there's definitely something fishy going on here!]
[Aaaaaaah! The Immortal Lord is sleeping so peacefully, leaving me all alone, scratching my head in fear, unable to sleep all night! Immortal Lord, how cruel you are! Waaaaaah!!!]
I slept well all night.
The next morning, the entire house was decorated with lanterns and colorful streamers. Red silk stretched from the main gate all the way to the main hall, and the servants were all dressed in new clothes, their faces beaming with joy.
Since Wen Yinhe had nowhere to stay, Xiao Jue simply lent him this house for his wedding, hoping to share in their joy.
Wen Yinhe once again donned auspicious robes embroidered with gold and cloud patterns. His dark hair was tied high with a jade crown. His usually gentle and clear face could not hide his nervousness and anticipation. His fingers were almost worn smooth down the texture of the cuffs.
He and Lu Huaijin were two men, and since there was no bride, there was no question of marriage.
The two will each set off on horseback, meet up midway, and then go together to Lu Huaijin's home to complete the ceremony.
Although Xiao Jue lent the house to Wen Yinhe, it was still someone else's home. It would be better to hold the event at Lu Huaijin's house.
Moreover... from now on, cough, he should also be living in Lu Huaijin's house with Lu Huaijin.
They were about to live together for the rest of their lives.
The auspicious hour had arrived, and Wen Yinhe, riding a snow-white steed draped in red silk and adorned with a large red flower on its head, led a grand wedding procession to the street amidst the sounds of drums and music.
The decorations for yesterday's Lantern Festival were still up, and the streets were filled with colorful ribbons and red lanterns, creating a joyous atmosphere.
A bright red wedding dress accentuated Wen Yinhe's broad shoulders and narrow waist, highlighting his handsome and upright back, with the Lanxue sword at his waist.
Her deep, watery eyes shone brightly, reflecting the red lights and bustling crowds on the street, while unconsciously revealing a hint of shyness. Her features were even more delicate and refined than the willow branches swaying in the wind on the riverbank.
The smile on her lips seemed to ripple like spring water, making the flowers blooming by the roadside droop their heads in embarrassment.
The streets were packed with onlookers, and children chased after the procession, scrambling for the wedding candies that were being thrown out.
Suddenly, Wen Yinhe paused slightly.
A familiar figure appeared across the street.
Lu Huaijin, also dressed in a bright red wedding robe, rode a jet-black steed, tall and jade-like, coming with his back to the light.
The vast expanse of red shone brightly under the blazing sun, almost scorching the eyes, obscuring his face in deep shadow.
However, Wen Yinhe still looked clearly into his eyes, across the sea of people and the long street.
Their eyes met, and Wen Yinhe saw a smile in Lu Huaijin's eyes. His sharp brows melted instantly when they met, filled with all the tenderness he had ever cherished in his life.
Lu Huaijin parted his thin lips slightly, a faint curve appearing at the corners, silently making a lip shape—
come over.
Wen Yinhe's heart skipped a beat, and his body, completely out of control, spurred the white horse towards the rising sun, galloping recklessly towards Lu Huaijin, who was dressed in red.
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