She will also be the mother of his future children.
Suddenly lost in thought, Yan Chenghong strode toward Liuyin.
Only when she was right in front of him did she slowly lift the veil.
He was dressed in a bright red wedding gown today, his tall and slender body standing ramrod straight, his face beaming with undisguised joy.
The man looked down at his wife tenderly.
The woman's eyebrows were lightly painted, and her lips were slightly rosy. Compared to her usual delicate beauty, she possessed a gentle charm.
Even though Yan Chenghong was used to being with Liuyin, his heart was still pounding and he was a little nervous when he saw her blushing face today.
Liu Yin smiled sweetly and looked up at him, "Husband."
Yan Chenghong hadn't seen Liuyin for the past few days, and now, seeing her exquisite curves wrapped in her wedding dress, he couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart.
As the rain subsided, dawn was approaching.
Yan Chenghong, who had barely slept all night, was full of energy and showed no intention of resting even after stopping.
Instead, he turned sideways and wrapped his arm around Liuyin's waist, letting her lie on her side in his arms.
Compared to him, Liu Yin was really petite. Yan Chenghong reached out and grabbed her, feeling that he could hold her slender waist firmly with one hand.
His hands slid restlessly over Liu Yin's body, the delicate skin beneath his touch eliciting a resistant push from Liu Yin, who frowned even in her sleep.
Yan Chenghong had been staring at Liu Yin's face, and stopped when he noticed her movements.
Those who practice martial arts are generally healthy and have good physical strength, and Yan Chenghong is one of the best among them.
Normally, Yan Chenghong would only do it once or twice out of pity for Liu Yin's weak constitution.
But last night, on their wedding night, he couldn't resist having sex a few more times, and now, looking at Liuyin sleeping soundly, he felt a little guilty.
In his eyes, Liu Yin was incredibly delicate and naturally needed his tender care, but last night...
Yan Chenghong gently kissed Liu Yin's forehead before getting up.
When he returned after practicing martial arts and expending some energy, Liuyin was still asleep.
Yan Chenghong smiled helplessly and instructed the maid, "Tell me when Madam wakes up."
It was, after all, their first day of marriage, and he wanted to spend time with his wife.
The Demonic Sect didn't actually have many matters that required his attention, and Yan Chenghong didn't like those trivial things.
Now that he has a beautiful wife in his arms, he feels that his lofty ambitions don't seem so heavy anymore.
No wonder, as the ancients said: "The land of gentle pleasures is the tomb of heroes." Yan Chenghong now understood the meaning of this saying somewhat.
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"Have you seen me before?" Qiu Jiayou's eyes narrowed as he pressed for an answer.
His previously calm expression was now filled with urgency, a stark contrast to his usual demeanor.
He Leyou watched from the side, and seeing his friend like this, he felt a mix of emotions he couldn't quite describe.
In fact, Qiu Jiayou's days were not easy.
Every night he would dream, drifting in and out of his dreams like a bystander, watching the story unfold.
Sometimes he realizes he's dreaming, but he can't wake up no matter what he does.
I can't remember the dreams I have at night during the day.
All he knew was that there was a couple in his dream, and they lived happily ever after. But what happened after that?
Qiu Jiayou couldn't see the couple's faces, but he inexplicably felt that the man must be himself.
Frequent dreaming left him looking tired. While it didn't diminish his handsome features, he did appear somewhat listless.
The shopkeeper panicked. "Young master, those items were sold to you at full price!"
"I didn't intentionally try to make money off you!"
The boss thought Qiu Jiayou was deliberately testing him.
After all, he had earned more than a hundred taels of silver from Qiu Jiayou back then, which matched the amount on this silver note.
He had previously received a silver note worth one hundred taels.
This town can be described as poor, but there are also wealthy households. However, when they buy things from him for weddings, they usually spend no more than a few dozen taels of silver. Few people are as generous as the man in front of them.
The boss had a fairly deep impression of Qiu Jiayou.
After all, he was handsome, and even though he was dressed plainly, he was still a rare sight in this town.
Two months ago, he bought a lot of things at this store, which made the owner a fortune.
In fact, the boss did raise the price initially.
He merely offered a few flattering words, and the man bought all the auspicious items without even haggling.
Of course, that didn't work out.
Later, the boss's wife came out, reached out and pinched his waist hard, making him wince in pain.
He then added some other things to calm his wife down.
However, that sum of money was indeed the largest he had ever earned in all the years he had run the shop. It was enough to cover his family's living expenses for many years.
The man had a good temper; seeing him like this, he wasn't angry. Instead, he said with envy, "You two have such a good relationship."
His wife immediately beamed with joy, saying, "The young master seems to treat your wife very well too."
"Your wife must be very beautiful, right?"
These words probably touched on some of the man's hidden thoughts, and the boss watched as his face turned bright red.
"Yes, she is very beautiful."
Even without the man saying it, they would know that his wife is beautiful.
After all, he didn't look like someone from here; he was probably from outside and had come here to live in seclusion.
Perhaps the impression was too deep, because now, when the boss looks closely at Qiu Jiayou's face, he can still imagine some of the scene from that time.
I didn't recognize him at first because Qiu Jiayou was now dressed in luxurious clothes and had a cold and stern face, which was quite different from the young man who used to blush with embarrassment.
"You've misunderstood. I just want to know what happened back then."
"I was sick and lost some of my memories."
Qiu Jiayou explained, handing the silver note in his hand to the shopkeeper.
The shopkeeper didn't refuse, took the silver notes, and said, "You bought some things from me two months ago."
"Look," the shopkeeper pointed, gesturing for Qiu Jiayou to look where he was pointing, "those are the pieces of jewelry."
The shopkeeper suddenly remembered and slapped his forehead, "Oh, you also asked my wife to embroider a wedding dress."
"For your wife."
They are a major client, so I should remember things more clearly.
To be honest, the boss thought to himself that the person in front of him was also his benefactor.
After all, his shop was on the verge of closing down at the time.
It's not like there are weddings every month in this town, so he doesn't make much money running this shop.
At the time, he and his wife were arguing fiercely. Every meal, every household item, cost money.
Poverty-stricken couples face a hundred sorrows; money is truly indispensable.
However, the man in front of him had solved his predicament back then, and at least now the boss is quite grateful to him.
And just like that, another hundred taels have been earned.
This money is enough for him and his wife to live comfortably here in their old age. They won't have to worry about whether the shop will make money anymore.
"Wedding dress," Qiu Jiayou murmured. So he really did get married here, but he had forgotten about it!
He Leyou also looked shocked; it was true after all.
My best friend is already married!
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