After he finished speaking, a hand as cold as ice slid up slowly like a snake, pinching the back of Tang Yu's neck from time to time.
Only after they had enough fun did Huaiyu reluctantly take Tang Yu's hand and lift the red veil on her head.
As the veil fluttered down to the ground, a beautiful face with elaborate makeup gradually appeared clearly in front of Tang Yu.
Tang Yu had seen Huaiyu before, but he didn't expect that Huaiyu, who looked as gentle and elegant as jade, would have such a breathtaking beauty after dressing up.
The only hint of color was her lips, painted crimson with rouge. Huaiyu's satin-like black hair was half draped behind her, held in place only by a plain hairpin. Tang Yu could vaguely glimpse a hint of Huaiyu's elegance, imbued with the air of scholarly grace. But once his eyes fell uncontrollably on those red lips, tenderness and charm washed over him.
Especially when Huaiyu smiles, the corners of her long and narrow eyes slightly turn upwards, without any aggression, but with a gentleness like a spring breeze.
This strange and confusing feeling made Tang Yu forget the dangerous situation he was in, and naturally he did not respond to Huaiyu's tender and gentle words that could not hide the cruelty.
Huaiyu was somewhat disappointed that she couldn't see Tang Yu's shocked expression, but she also felt an inexplicable joy in her heart.
Since Tang Yu is not so repulsive, does it mean that Tang Yu is still somewhat sincere towards him?
Huaiyu smiled gently. Although she gave people a gentle and peaceful impression, she had experienced the tragedy of her family being wiped out and her lover betraying her, so there was a subtle coldness behind her smile.
He led Tang Yu, who looked slightly stunned, towards the bed that had already been arranged. His words were clearly understated, but his expression was very firm.
"It's time for our wedding night."
Tang Yu didn't know why this man who usually handled writing elegantly had such great strength in his hands. He struggled a little, but was held even tighter.
Hearing Huaiyu say the word "bridal chamber" without hesitation, Tang Yu stopped in his tracks with a complicated expression, and hesitantly advised:
"Huaiyu, this, this is not appropriate..."
How come they got married as soon as they met and prepared for the bridal chamber after just a few words?
Even Tang Yu, who claimed to be highly adaptable, felt a little uncomfortable.
What's more, they are not lovers who have reunited after a long separation, but rather the victim has finally found the unfaithful man.
Seeing Tang Yu's reluctance, Huaiyu's gentleness gradually faded away, his eyes darkened, but he still managed to smile and speak:
"Inappropriate? But we have already been married, husband."
People who used to call me that only when being coaxed into bed can now say it without any burden.
Tang Yu felt very complicated and started to explain carefully:
"Don't you want to ask me something?"
No, Huaiyu’s reaction doesn’t sound like that of a victim at all!
Huaiyu's eyes suddenly showed some fatigue. He held Tang Yu's hand tightly, and in the blink of an eye he was already at the bedside.
Oh, Huaiyu is actually a fierce ghost, so this little trick is actually nothing.
Tang Yu, who was surprised, had just finished comforting himself when he felt a pair of cold hands wandering over his body, and then -
The coat was torn off?
Tang Yu subconsciously sat on the bed, supported his hands behind his back, swallowed hard, and tried to communicate:
"Huaiyu, wait a minute!"
"Wait?" Huaiyu raised his eyebrows slightly, revealing a hint of sarcasm, but it didn't seem to be directed at Tang Yu, but more at himself.
"Tang Yu, I've been waiting for you for a long time."
"I dragged my shattered soul back to the mansion and witnessed the changing of the seasons, but I couldn't wait for you."
From the time new buds sprouted to the time they withered and fell, Huaiyu waited for a very long time in this deserted and desolate house filled with resentment.
But he never waited for Tang Yu to come in again, smiling and apologetically as he did when they first met.
"Excuse me, sir, someone is chasing me outside. Is it convenient for me to come in and hide?"
He should have known that this haunted house filled with resentment was not accessible to ordinary people, but he nodded as if possessed by a ghost and agreed to the young man's request.
He'd waited long enough, why should he wait any longer?
Huaiyu turned his palm upwards, and as his five fingers slowly gathered together, the inner garment that Tang Yu was barely wrapped around was breaking into pieces in a strange manner.
When strands of snow-white satin undergarments fell on the festive bed, they became petals, adding another layer of beauty to the bed that was already scattered with wedding fruits.
Tang Yu felt a chill on his body and looked down -
"Wow, it's broken into pieces perfectly."
But this is not over yet. Huaiyu, who was watching this scene with satisfaction, pinched Tang Yu's wrist and placed it on his waist, smiled slightly and hinted:
"Don't you love taking off my clothes yourself? Can you please do as you please today?"
Tang Yu: I’m not, I didn’t!
Seeing that Tang Yu was reluctant to take action, Huaiyu pulled out the hairpin from her hair, handed it to Tang Yu and said softly:
"If my husband is afraid, may I give you this hairpin?"
"Although it may look insignificant, it is a deadly weapon to evil spirits. So, can you rest assured, my husband?"
Tang Yu's expression became even more complicated.
He never thought that Huaiyu would one day be able to say such crazy words in such a calm tone.
Can such an important thing be handed over to a scumbag so casually?
Tang Yu calmly withdrew his hand, expressing his resistance with silence.
Huaiyu had long guessed that Tang Yu would not take the hairpin, or rather—
He guessed that Tang Yu would not attack him at all.
As for why Tang Yu had handed him over to his master, and why Tang Yu had lied to him and abandoned him...
Huaiyu slowly lowered his eyes, his thick eyelashes hiding the emotions in his eyes.
Her long, smooth, black hair draped in front of her, contrasting with her vibrant wedding gown, created an indescribable beauty. When she looked up again, Huaiyu's eyes held a smile and a determination to win.
He moved forward inch by inch, supporting himself on both sides of Tang Yu's body. As a smile appeared on his lips, Tang Yu strangely discovered that his hands were actually moving!
Yes, it’s moving by itself!
That is, he doesn't want to move but his hands are moving inexplicably?
So Tang Yu just had to watch as his hands suddenly moved and untied Huaiyu's red wedding dress bit by bit.
Tang Yu: No, is this okay?
Of course, Huaiyu chose to prove it with actions.
The cold body finally found warmth. Huaiyu slowly approached and whispered in Tang Yu's ear:
"My dear husband, please don't let our wedding night go to waste."
Then, Tang Yu was pushed into the inner side of the bed.
The red curtain slowly fell down, and two paper figures that appeared out of nowhere stood at the head and tail, silently letting down the rolled-up red gauze curtain.
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