Wen Liyu's bold and suggestive words made Lu Tanming's breath stop.
Last night, her wedding night, she did nothing.
He originally thought...that she had no interest in him.
After all, his leg was injured, so if they wanted to do that kind of thing, she would have to take the initiative.
It's normal to have no interest.
But what does she mean now?
Lu Tanming's heart beat faster and faster as he thought, and the thumping sound kept ringing in his ears.
"Don't you want to?" Wen Liyu stretched out her finger and gently touched the corner of his eye.
Lu Tanming's breathing was a little difficult, "...what?"
"Kiss you." Wen Liyu lowered her head, feeling a little disappointed. "Is it not okay to just kiss your eyes?"
Lu Tanming felt relieved when he heard her answer, and sighed, not knowing whether it was disappointment or relief.
He looked at Wen Liyu's unhappy expression and said, "Okay."
"You...ahem, you can kiss wherever you want."
Wen Liyu's dim eyes became bright again, and Lu Tanming's spirit, which had become depressed due to her mood, also became high again.
She chuckled, lowered her head and kissed the corner of his eye again.
After the kiss, she did not leave, but kept her eyes open and looked into his eyes.
The lips, as soft and tender as petals, slowly moved downwards, from the corner of the eye to the cheek, and then to the corner of the mouth.
“…” Lu Tanming’s breathing rhythm became very slow, light and soft, for fear of scaring away her delicate lips.
His thoughts, which had just been sorted out, and his heartbeat, which had gradually stabilized, began to beat again.
My heart beat faster, blood flowed slowly throughout my body, and my palms and forehead were slightly sweating due to nervousness.
"Xiao Yu." Lu Tanming opened his mouth, and moved his cheeks with the corners of his mouth, bringing her lips closer to the corners of his mouth.
Wen Liyu blinked slowly, and with his silent indulgence, kissed him on the lips.
She couldn't control her strength, and Lu Tanming's lips sank slightly after being kissed by her. His pale lips were stained with her warmth and turned a faint crimson.
"Lu Tanming, your lips are so soft~" Wen Liyu wanted to leave after giving him a kiss. She rested her hands on his bulging chest muscles and pressed them in what she thought was a subtle gesture.
She pressed it a few times and wanted to move her hand away, but her wrist was held, her palm was forced open, and pressed against her chest muscle.
Lu Tanming looked at her with deep eyes, holding her wrist to prevent her from leaving. "Do you like it?"
"Ah..." Wen Liyu couldn't help swallowing her saliva, feeling the elastic and hard nana in her palm.
Before she could think of a response, he placed his other hand on her waist, supporting her, and the next second she was straddling his lap.
Wen Liyu exclaimed in a low voice, "No, this will crush you!"
"It's okay." Lu Tanming put his palm on her loose nightgown, pinching the curve of her slender waist, "You are very light, I won't press you."
Seeing Wen Liyu frowning, he didn't want to hear her talk about her crippled leg anymore, so he hooked his arm around her waist and pressed her into his arms.
Wen Liyu lay in his arms, her ears pressed against his chest, and the man's rapid and powerful heartbeat echoed in her ears.
A strange feeling passed through my heart.
Is he nervous?
Wen Liyu raised her eyes, wanting to look at him secretly, but her eyes met his.
His eyes seemed calm, but if you looked at them for a long time, you could feel a suction force from them, like a mysterious and dangerous black hole, swallowing up everything around it.
Lu Tanming lifted her up and they faced each other.
He raised his chin slightly, and placed a tentative kiss on the corner of her mouth with his cool, thin lips.
"Xiao Yu." Lu Tanming's magnetic voice came out from his throat, his chest pressed tightly against her, and she could feel the slight vibration of his chest when he spoke.
Wen Liyu's breathing rhythm slowed down, but her heartbeat kept getting faster and faster. The atmosphere around the two of them became hazy, with wisps of sticky mist surrounding them.
Her ears were clearly not touched by anyone, but they were so hot that they were about to burn, and the area from her ears to her neck was an ambiguous red.
Lu Tanming's kiss was extremely gentle and awkward at first, just like an innocent boy kissing his mother for the first time.
Very light and gentle, for fear of scaring her away.
Wen Liyu couldn't help but open her eyes, wanting to see his expression, but was met with a pair of black eyes that were suppressing their crazy emotions.
Her breathing hitched, her eyelashes trembled slightly in surprise, and her lips opened as if she wanted to say something.
But before she could utter the words on the tip of her tongue, they were snatched away by someone who suddenly broke in.
What she wanted to say, all the thoughts in her head, and even the breath she was breathing were snatched away and plundered by the man under her.
Wen Liyu was clearly in a position to hold the initiative, but she seemed to have been thrown off the throne, suppressed, and imprisoned. She could not struggle or escape.
She wanted to escape from this situation, but was suppressed even harder, and the hand pinching her waist was as hard as iron.
Only then did Wen Liyu suddenly realize how big the gap in strength was between herself and the other party.
The little strength she had to struggle was like a kitten scratching an itch in front of him, and she was almost crushed in his arms.
Lu Tanming is a very smart and studious student. He learned how to kiss without any instruction. The awkward feeling at the beginning lasted for less than a minute before disappearing.
His kiss grew deeper and deeper, not yielding, conquering the city step by step.
Wen Liyu was so defeated that she could only occasionally let out one or two tender and rapid gasps from the tiny gap between her throat and lips.
The panting sound did not dampen Lu Tanming's enthusiasm, but instead destroyed his remaining sanity.
He held her waist with his hands and slowly moved them upwards, using her body as a piano.
He played his own piano music which was lingering and ambiguous on her.
Lu Tanming's fingers were slender, with distinct joints and a few thin calluses on the fingertips. He gently stroked the groove of her spine, bringing up waves of electric-like touch.
Wen Liyu's strength was dwindling, and her struggles were weakening.
"Lu Tanming..." Wen Liyu lay on him, her cheeks so hot that she could fry an egg on them.
Her body trembled violently, and her long, straight legs kicked forward, her toes stretched straight, "Hmm!"
"Be good." Lu Tanming's voice was low and sexy, with a hint of coaxing.
He softened the woman in his arms little by little and watched her gasp for breath in his arms.
After an unknown amount of time, Wen Liyu hid her head in the crook of his neck and cursed in a whimpering voice.
Lu Tanming wiped the water stains on his fingers with paper, held her face, and gave her a series of soothing kisses.
After the kiss, she didn't forgive me, but scolded me a few times.
He wasn't angry, instead a happy chuckle escaped from his chest, "Yeah, it's okay."
"...What?" Wen Liyu raised her head in confusion, with an ambiguous red at the corners of her eyes.
She had no strength in her hands and feet and could only rely on the other person.
Lu Tanming's eyes flashed with teasing and laughter. He lowered his head, kissed the corner of her mouth again, and whispered, "It's okay. It's amazing that Xiaoyu can hold on for three minutes."
Wen Liyu: "…………"
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