He grabbed her hand and touched that fiery place. They had been married for a year, and she was already used to his occasional bold moves, like a seasoned veteran. She didn't blush or skip a beat; instead, she said with disdain, "It's been a year and no seed has sprouted. What use is this?"
Yes, they've been married for a year, but there's still no sign of pregnancy. Her parents, both her own and her own, are all urging her to have a baby.
Here, I must mention that when Feng Guang first married into the Xie family, she had no idea how to address Xie Xun and Zhao Wan. If she called them "father" and "mother," it would put Xie Zhan in an awkward position. But if she called them "elder brother" and "elder sister-in-law," she couldn't even accept it herself.
Finally, Xie Zhan spoke up, telling Feng Guang to call him whatever she was used to, and everything should be as before, except that they now had a husband-wife relationship. But actually, Feng Guang didn't need to be so conflicted. After she married Xie Zhan, the two of them moved into the princess's residence. Xie Zhan now only held the title of an ordinary civil official. He himself said that he preferred to be called the Imperial Son-in-Law rather than General Xie.
He went from being a wise and powerful general to a full-time imperial son-in-law. People said he had fallen from grace and started living off women. But who knew that Xie Zhan was the one who cooked every meal?
Feng Guang considered herself and Xie Zhan to be an old married couple, but they were like dry wood meeting a raging fire. Feng Guang was the dry wood, and Xie Zhan was the raging fire. As long as she met Xie Zhan, this pile of dry wood would easily ignite.
Originally, she was going to confront him, but in the end, she was half-heartedly lured into having sex with him in the kitchen. Although it wasn't the first time they had been intimate outside the bedroom, she always found it incredibly exciting, and Xie Zhan would then find it incredibly enjoyable.
He was also someone who knew how to enjoy himself. When he discovered that the scenery outside the room made his body more sensitive, he always liked to entice her to have a couple's mixed activity outside.
In the end, he would carry her, who was completely exhausted, back to the room.
But sometimes, even the most glorious things can turn the tables.
As evening approached, she groggily opened her eyes and saw Xie Zhan about to drink some herbal medicine. She reached out from under the covers and took his hand. "Xie Zhan, are you sick?"
Xie Zhan paused, put down the medicine, sat back down on the bed, kissed her lips, and said, "It's just a tonic."
"Are you really not sick?" she asked again, still worried, because she knew that if something was wrong with him, he would never tell her and make her worry.
"I'm not sick." Xie Zhan's hand slid under the covers, touching the delicate skin on her arm, and then moved upwards. He chuckled and said, "Don't worry, Feng Guang, I won't get sick for your sake."
She grabbed his hand and pulled him onto her, then rolled over and lay on top of him. She cupped his face in her hands and called out, "Xie Zhan."
"Hmm?" Xie Zhan responded lazily, stroking her smooth back with one hand.
"I like you." Feng Guang chuckled and lowered her head to kiss his lips.
Xie Zhan passively enjoyed it for a while, but finally couldn't resist turning over and pressing down on her, also raising her legs...
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