That night, Ji Wanmei, who had almost died once, realized that Lei Tingjun, who had always doted on and spoiled her, was unwilling to compromise on this matter.
No matter how many times she told him to stop, he wouldn't stop.
It was only then that she realized how much Lei Tingjun had endured for her sake in the previous years.
What did he mean by saying, "Don't complain after we get married"?
When Lei Tingjun saw that Ji Wanmei had really started to cry, he reluctantly let her go, pulled the blanket over her, wrapped her up, and held her possessively in his arms, allowing her to finally rest for a while.
At this moment, Ji Wanmei groggily opened her eyes and saw that dawn was breaking outside the balcony of her room, and the sky was turning white.
It was almost dawn.
No wonder he gave himself a seven-day vacation when he was preparing for the wedding.
Ji Wanmei's eyelids drooped, and in her last moments before falling asleep, she thought that she would never call him a paper tiger again.
Waaaaah, he's such a bad guy.
Lei Tingjun knew he had exhausted himself today.
After the brief encounter, he hugged Ji Wanmei, still in good spirits.
Ji Wanmei's face was flushed, the blush from the incident had not yet faded, there was still a tear stain on her curled eyelashes, and her lips were pouting, as if she had suffered a great injustice. She buried her head in his arms with her hands.
Her breath rose and fell, her hair, damp with fragrance and sweat, clung to her shoulders that were half-exposed outside the blanket.
Lei Tingjun looked at her tenderly and kissed her nose affectionately.
The unsatisfied man sighed helplessly to himself.
On our wedding night, I must not hurt her, nor frighten her.
Let her get used to it first.
There's plenty of time, no rush.
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