The west courtyard of the General's Mansion is now Lu Qi and Shen Zhao's bridal chamber. Although the red silk has been removed, the joy and sweetness of their newlywed life, like fine wine, only grows richer and more fragrant with age.
Morning light streamed into the room through the delicate window lattice. Lu Qi rolled over contentedly, his arm instinctively reaching out to his side, only to find nothing. He lazily opened his eyes and saw his bride, Shen Zhao, already dressed and sitting in front of the dressing table, doing her makeup in front of the mirror.
She wore a light red, casual dress, her figure slender and graceful. Her black hair was loosely tied up, adorned with a gold and kingfisher feather hairpin he had given her. The profile reflected in the mirror had shed the shyness of her youth, replaced by a captivating allure of a newlywed. She was slowly and deliberately applying a touch of crimson rouge to her lips with her fingertips, a graceful movement carrying a subtle, unintentional seduction.
Lu Qi's heart warmed at the sight. He threw off the quilt and got out of bed, wearing only his undergarments, and went over to her from behind. He embraced her from behind, resting his chin on her fragrant neck, his voice hoarse with the sound of early morning: "Zhao Zhao, up so early? Why didn't you sleep a little longer?" His warm breath brushed against her sensitive earlobe.
Shen Zhao glanced at him in the mirror, her eyes sparkling with a sly smile. Instead of flinching, she turned her head slightly, bringing her brightly painted lips closer to him. Her tone was languid yet teasing: "My husband was sleeping soundly, and since I had nothing to do when I woke up, I naturally got up. What, did I disturb your peaceful slumber?" She deliberately emphasized the word "husband" with a lot of embellishment.
"Weren't you tired last night?" he asked in a low voice, with a hint of teasing.
Shen Zhao turned around, her soft fingertips gently touching his chest, slowly sliding down, carrying a teasing tickle. Her almond-shaped eyes narrowed slightly, glistening with moisture: "Tired? Is my husband questioning his abilities?" She tiptoed, her red lips close to his ear, her warm breath brushing against him, "Or... does my husband want to prove himself again?"
Lu Qi was taken aback by her sudden initiative. Looking at her red lips so close, seemingly inviting him, his Adam's apple bobbed. Just as he was about to lower his head and seize them—
Shen Zhao deftly turned her head, dodging his kiss, only letting his warm lips brush against her delicate cheek. She stood up, turned to face him, and gently touched his bare chest with her fingers, feeling his suddenly accelerated heartbeat through the thin undergarment. She tiptoed slightly, leaned close to his ear, her breath sweet as orchids, her voice soft and alluring, brimming with teasing: "Husband, were you... tired last night? Your movements are so slow?"
Where is even a trace of the timidity of a pre-marital innocent rabbit?
Boom! Lu Qi felt a surge of heat rush to his head! Was this still the same "little white rabbit" Zhao Zhao who blushed easily and ran away when he teased her? How come after their wedding night, she seemed to have completely broken free of her seal and transformed into a "big bad wolf" who could seduce anyone!
He blushed crimson at her bold teasing, yet a surge of indescribable excitement and pleasure welled up within him. He loved seeing her quick wit and initiative. He grabbed her mischievous little hand, pressing it against his burning chest, his eyes deep and a dangerous smile playing on his lips: "Whether your husband is tired or not... doesn't Zhao Zhao know best? It seems last night... I wasn't trying hard enough, leaving my wife with the energy to tease me so early in the morning?" He tightened his grip, pressing her soft body close to his.
Held captive in her arms, Shen Zhao felt the heat emanating from his body and the strong beating of his heart. A blush rose to her cheeks, but her almond-shaped eyes remained bright and mischievous, brimming with a defiant glint. She tilted her head back, her red lips slightly parted, like a proud yet alluring little fox: "Then... what does my husband intend to do? Is it... to 'make amends'?" She deliberately dragged out her words, the last syllable rising slightly, filled with endless imagination.
Lu Qi's breath caught in his throat from her bold and direct teasing. His Adam's apple bobbed violently, and his eyes darkened instantly. He grabbed her mischievous wrist and pulled her closer into his arms, his voice hoarse: "Little vixen... who was crying and begging for mercy last night? Hmm?" He lowered his head and bit her sensitive earlobe as punishment, while his hands around her waist began to wander unruly.
"Ah!" Shen Zhao exclaimed softly, her body trembling slightly, but she didn't flinch. Instead, she wrapped her arms around his neck, looked up at him, and her eyes gleamed with a cunning and provocative light. "Husband, you're mistaken... those were tears of joy. And..." She paused deliberately, her fingertips tracing his sexy Adam's apple, "Husband seems... to enjoy my 'crying' appearance?"
Lu Qi was aroused by her teasing, and looking at her smug and charming "big bad wolf" demeanor, he felt extremely fond of her, yet helpless.
He chuckled softly, his voice filled with doting affection and indulgence: "Yes, I'm enjoying it very much. My little sun, whether you're a little white rabbit or a big bad wolf, I love you to death." He leaned down, demonstrating his enjoyment through his actions.
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