Chapter 404
On the day of the wedding banquet.
Ji Wanmei and Lei Tingjun were teased and joked about by their friends, and drank quite a bit of alcohol. They even drank a toast together in public.
Lei Tingjun knew Ji Wanmei's alcohol tolerance. Apart from toasting elders and drinking the nuptial cup, he wouldn't let her drink any more drinks offered by others and took them all himself.
Fortunately, their two pairs of best men and women had a high alcohol tolerance and helped them drink a lot during the banquet.
After they were taken back to their new house that evening, everyone made a fuss for a while before they were finally sent away.
The guests were all arranged to stay at the Lan Hai private hotel, while at the Yue Lu Yuan villa, only Ji Wanmei and Lei Tingjun were present.
Finally, the noisy guests all left, and the place quieted down, leaving the newlyweds with some time alone.
Ji Wanmei sat on the sofa, pulled Lei Tingjun's arm over to use as a pillow, and said, "I didn't expect that getting married would be so tiring."
"Are you tired? Let me give you a massage." Lei Tingjun pulled her into his arms and massaged the acupoints on her shoulders and head.
His massage technique was neither too light nor too heavy, and it felt really comfortable, making Ji Wanmei hum lazily.
Ji Wanmei simply slid down and lay down on Lei Tingjun's lap, kicking off her high heels and curling up barefoot on the sofa.
Lei Jun drank quite a bit today, but he still remained sober.
The overhead lights were a soft, serene white, and the large house was very quiet.
The sofa in the living room is a light blue suede sofa that Ji Wanmei likes; she chose it herself.
The cushions in the same color look great together and create a warm atmosphere.
They were still wearing traditional Chinese red toasting attire, snuggling and embracing each other as they lay on the sofa in their new home.
Ji Wanmei looked up at him. Lei Tingjun's face was a little red, and his deep, dark eyes looked somewhat charming against his wheat-colored skin.
Ji Wanmei couldn't help but raise her hand, curving her lips, and trace his face with her fingers, then her fingertips rested on his thin lips.
It was a bit hot there.
Lei Tingjun's eyes darkened, his black eyes staring directly at her. He slightly opened his mouth and pecked her finger, then kissed each finger one by one, finally moving down to peck her palm.
Ji Wanmei placed her hand on his handsome cheek, and he raised his hand to grasp hers, showering her with delicate kisses.
The buttons on her Chinese-style dress were fastened at the neckline. Lei Tingjun reached out and helped her undo them one by one, then removed the hair ornaments from her hair.
Red wedding gowns piled up on the ground, and the beauty was like a lotus flower blooming in a pond, her skin as white as snow and her hair as black as ebony.
Seeing that Lei Tingjun was getting increasingly aggressive, Ji Wanmei raised her hand and wrapped it around his neck.
“Take me upstairs, don’t leave me here,” she said.
Ji Wanmei was then lifted up by Lei Tingjun, whose physical strength far surpassed hers, with both arms bent horizontally.
One of Ji Wanmei's high heels fell off in the lobby, and the other fell off at the bottom of the stairs.
There was also a gold and jade hairpin that had fallen onto the carpet.
The man's jawline was taut, and beads of sweat glistened on his hairline. He strode up the stairs with long strides, sometimes even taking three steps at a time, and kicked open the bedroom door.
He placed her on the bed, and her long black hair spread out on the snow-white sheets like a black waterfall of seaweed.
Her soft, smooth shoulders were partially covered by a small, barely-there garment, revealing her long legs and the fragrance of her creamy skin.
The tender branches and twigs were exquisitely beautiful, and the woman under the lamp looked at him with misty eyes.
Seeing such a beautiful woman lying there so gracefully, Lei Tingjun's throat tightened slightly, and he could no longer resist pressing down on her and kissing her.
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The house has a bedroom for only two people, which isolates it from outside noise and blocks out the cool nights of early autumn.
In this tranquil moment, under the dim, overlapping light, the woman lying on the bed, with her fair skin, captivating beauty, and graceful figure, trembled slightly at the touch of his fingertips, evoking pity and igniting a burning passion within him.
It was as if a flame was surging from his throat, a burning heat from within, a desire for her, igniting within him.
Ji Wanmei liked the feeling of being held tightly in Lei Tingjun's arms.
It's the feeling of being cherished, held in someone's hands, and treasured like a jewel.
Ji Wanmei liked it when Lei Tingjun held her, liked his body, liked his scent, liked watching him restrain himself, liked touching the veins rolling on his muscles, and liked listening to the strong beating of his heart.
Conquest, forbearance, pain, panting.
A storm of passion.
Ji Wanmei gradually lost her senses amidst the rising and falling waves, looking at him with teary eyes.
In the final moment, Lei Tingjun held her tightly in his arms.
He loved the woman in his arms so much that he wanted to meld her into his very being, never to be separated from her.
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A strong, powerful hand reached over and turned on the lamp in the wall cabinet.
The man's long, slender legs were barefoot on the floor beside the bed, large beads of sweat dripping down his face. He grabbed a tissue from the drawer and wiped them off.
The man picked up the pile of clothes on the ground and placed them on the chair opposite him.
Then he turned around, bent down, picked up the woman who was so languid that she had no strength left, and carried her into the bathroom.
Soon, the sound of the showerhead could be heard in the bathroom.
The sound of splashing water fell on the floor tiles, and hot water rose in the narrow space.
A white mist rose from the stained glass bathroom door, obscuring the view inside.
Only a few strange, suppressed, and intermittent sounds could be faintly heard.
There were also two overlapping images of bodies in the white mist.
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