Wen Liyu asked the system to tell the time, and when there were ten minutes left, there was finally movement outside.
"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you?" Zhao Xuanyin had sweat on his forehead, was panting, his cheeks were flushed, and he smelled strongly of alcohol.
He looked like he had come back running, and his body was still emitting heat from exercise.
As the heat rose, the smell of alcohol on his body became more obvious, and the rich aroma of alcohol gradually filled the entire room.
Wen Liyu didn't have time to admire the handsome man. She quickly closed the door and dragged him into the inner room, tearing at him as she walked. "There's no time, no time."
Zhao Xuanyin was stunned by her bold and passionate behavior.
He even forgot about Zhao Xuanyi's request to guard the border, and his eyes were only on the woman in front of him.
"Xiaoyu..." Zhao Xuanyin said hoarsely, holding her hand, feeling conflicted. "We haven't even had the wedding wine together yet."
Wen Liyu raised her eyes and glanced at him. This glance was so charming and pure that it made Zhao Xuanyin's abdominal muscles tighten.
She pulled Zhao Xuanyin's belt, forced him to sit on the chair, and directly picked up the wine on the table and drank it in one gulp.
Zhao Xuanyin opened his mouth in surprise, "Xiaoyu, this is not how you drink wine..."
Before he could finish his words, Wen Liyu kissed him.
The rich aroma of the wine blended between their lips and teeth. Their Adam's apples moved, and the hot smell of the wine slid down their throats.
The fire in his body was poured over his head with a handful of wine, but instead of extinguishing it, it added fuel to the fire.
"Xiao Yu." Zhao Xuanyin called out in a hoarse voice.
He took the initiative and let her hug him. He supported her back with his hands, helped her stand up and wanted to go to the bed.
Wen Liyu listened to the system's countdown, opened her mouth and bit his earlobe, sobbing and whispering, "Right here, don't leave..."
Zhao Xuanyin's body was as stiff as a stone, and his eyes were burning with black desire, burning away all his rationality.
Wen Liyu trembled, her hand touching his chest, slowly moving down, finally stopping on his abdominal muscles just above his belly button.
She gently touched his muscles with her fingers, feeling their violent throbbing. "Zhao Xuanyin, hurry up."
Zhao Xuanyin's breathing suddenly became heavy. He closed his eyes, exerted force with his hands, lifted her up, lowered his head and bit her lips fiercely, "You really...are going to kill me."
His hands supported her round soft flesh to prevent her from accidentally falling off him.
He applied a little force with his fingers, sinking them into the soft skin of her waist, leaving slightly pink and ambiguous finger marks.
Wen Liyu was completely captivated by his actions, and all her attention was focused on him.
Lips and tongues intertwined.
The candlelight in the room flickered red, lingering and ambiguous.
System: "Ding... The event has officially begun."
"Congratulations to the host for successfully participating in the event."
When Wen Liyu heard that she had successfully registered for the event, her nervous mood relaxed a lot.
Her hands were like vines, climbing around Zhao Xuanyin's neck.
Behind him was the slightly cold wall, and in front of him was the scorching-hot Zhao Xuanyin.
The feeling of ice and fire was too stimulating, causing Wen Liyu's body to tremble slightly.
"Xiaoyu, Xiaoyu." Zhao Xuanyin lowered his head and bit the soft flesh in the crook of her neck.
Unbearable sweat slid down his forehead, along his tense jawline, and fell onto Wen Liyu's fair chest.
Wen Liyu was like a proud white swan, raising her neck high. Her neck was long, fragile and beautiful.
Her breathing was rapid, and gasps occasionally escaped her throat.
Two hours later, a soft "beep" sounded in Wen Liyu's head.
"The One-Hit Soul skill is taking effect..."
Five minutes after the sound disappeared, Zhao Xuanyin was soaked all over, and his eyes were full of obsession and affection as he looked at Wen Liyu.
The corners of his eyes were tinged with red, and his strong arms were still marked with Wen Liyu's teeth marks, exuding sexiness.
He wanted to put her on the bed, but Wen Liyu pulled her with both hands and they both fell into the soft bed.
"Xiaoyu, I'll go get you some water to clean yourself. Let's first..." Zhao Xuanyin lowered his voice and supported his arms on the sides of her face.
He lifted himself up, trying not to get too worked up and startle her.
Wen Liyu covered her eyes with one hand and gasped a few times exhaustedly.
The other hand calculated the time and reached out to touch him within the minimum time limit.
Zhao Xuanyin opened his eyes wide in disbelief, his whole body shaking violently, "Xiaoyu you..."
"Xuan Yin..." Wen Liyu's hands kept moving, and her eyes full of sparkling water looked at him, "Don't go."
Zhao Xuanyin couldn't help it, lowered his head again, and kissed her seductive lips, "Xiaoyu, if you do that again...it will hurt."
"No." Wen Liyu tilted her neck back, her voice thick with nasal sounds, and said softly, "Stay at home for at least four days, okay?"
Zhao Xuanyin's eyes darkened at the implication in her words, and his breathing became increasingly rapid, "Xiaoyu."
"Can't you do it?" Wen Liyu fought hard for the reward.
She endured the weakness in her legs and challenged softly with her eyebrows slightly raised.
Zhao Xuanyin didn't say anything, but showed her through his actions that he could do it.
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When Wen Liyu woke up, it was already the sixth day after her marriage. She should have returned home on the third day after her marriage.
But they were...
Ten days passed before she was able to get out of bed.
The capital was full of rumors, some talking about Zhao Xuanyin and some about Wen Liyu.
After all, I didn't go out for ten days after getting married. This is really...
In short, Zhao Xuanyin, the second prince, became famous throughout the country.
The power of gossip is enormous, even overshadowing his previous bad rumors.
"Miss." Hongyou wiped her fingers with a handkerchief.
Everyone in the room saw that Wen Liyu's originally smooth and white knuckles were covered with teeth marks and red marks, layer upon layer.
Even the hands have become like this, not to mention other places.
The maids who had never experienced this all blushed.
"This...how could the Second Prince bite you like this." Hongyou stomped her feet in embarrassment and anxiety.
How can you face people like this, young lady?
Wen Liyu sighed weakly, "It's okay, just bring me some clothes with long sleeves."
She became like this because of her own fault, she can't blame anyone else.
You can provoke anyone, but don't provoke a virgin.
Zhao Xuanyin came back from outside and saw Wen Liyu woke up. His eyes lit up and he waved his hand to let the maids leave.
Hongyou and the others didn't dare to look at him, as a glance would remind them of all the sounds and noises they had accidentally heard in the past few days.
"Xiaoyu, how do you feel today?" Zhao Xuanyin sat on the bed, letting Wen Liyu lean on his chest, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt anymore." Wen Liyu trembled and shook her head quickly.
"Dad and Mom asked us to find time to go home." Zhao Xuanyin touched his abdomen and sighed, "Xiaoyu, you have hurt me so much. Everyone thinks it's my fault."
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