Chapter 403 Honeymoon
After Song Shinian and Wen Yu's wedding, they did not rush to work, but instead found a private island for their honeymoon.
The afternoon sun shines diffusely on the earth, coating everything around with a hazy golden light.
The air is filled with the freshness of sea salt and the clean and pleasant scent of swimming pool water evaporated by the sun.
Wen Yu was wearing a soft ivory linen casual outfit, barefoot, and lying lazily on a lounge chair.
He was wearing a pair of light brown sunglasses, his eyes slightly narrowed behind the lenses, enjoying the kiss of the warm sun comfortably.
Song Shinian was only wearing a pair of loose beach pants. His muscular upper body was still covered with undried water droplets, shining with a healthy luster in the sun.
He had just come out of the swimming pool, holding two large fluffy and soft bath towels in his hands. However, he did not wipe his body immediately. Instead, he walked to Wen Yu, knelt on one knee, picked up one of the bath towels, and carefully wiped Wen Yu's white feet that were stepping on the slightly cool tiles.
"The sun is shining, but the bricks are still a little cool."
Song Shinian's voice was filled with concern.
He carefully dried Wen Yu's feet with a bath towel, then wrapped them with his palms and rubbed them gently, trying to convey more warmth.
Wen Yu looked down at Song Shinian's focused movements.
The sunlight outlines Song Shinian's handsome profile.
His long, thick eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyes. Drops of water slid down his neat jawline and dripped onto Wen Yu's instep, bringing a slightly itchy coolness.
Wen Yu's heart seemed to be gently burned by the drop of water.
He couldn't help but stretch out the hand that wasn't holding the cup, and gently brushed away a drop of water that was about to fall from Song Shinian's shoulder blade with his fingertips.
"Such attentive service?"
There was an obvious smile in Wen Yu's voice, which was clear and pleasant.
"Baby, only for you."
Song Shinian corrected, his tone revealing a matter-of-factness.
Since the two got married, Song Shinian has completely become wise. Before, Song Shinian could only call her "Xiao Yuer" and "Xiao Yu" over and over again, but now he has learned more names.
Song Shinian can easily use names like "baby", "darling", "husband", "good boy", and "brother".
"oh?"
Wen Yu raised her eyebrows, deliberately dragging out the ending of the word, and twitched her toes playfully in Song Shinian's warm palm, "...What other services are there?"
The smile in Song Shinian's eyes deepened.
He did not answer, but expressed his intention with practical actions - he leaned over, got close to Wen Yu, and his nose almost touched his.
Wen Yu could clearly smell the refreshing scent on his body and the clean scent of hormones that had been exposed to the sun.
Song Shinian's gaze fell on Wen Yu's lips, which looked particularly moist and plump due to the juice, and his eyes instantly became deep.
"include……"
Song Shinian lowered his voice even more, with a bewitching magnetism, "Anytime, anywhere, to meet any of your needs."
I don’t know if it was Wen Yu’s illusion, but when Song Shinian said the word “you” in this situation, she felt inexplicably stimulated.
As Song Shinian finished the last word, his lips were already covering hers.
The kiss was just a gentle exploration at first, like the brush of a feather, and then it became deep and lingering the moment Wen Yu opened her lips in response.
His hand slid from Wen Yu's ankle to his calf, then he put his arm around his waist and hugged him tighter to himself.
Wen Yuhuan put her hands around his neck, her fingertips weaving into his slightly damp hair.
After a long time, Song Shinian reluctantly stepped back a little.
His forehead rested against Wen Yu's forehead, both of them were breathing slightly, and their pink lips were shining with an alluring moisture.
"For example, right now..."
Song Shinian's fingertips gently stroked Wen Yu's slightly swollen lower lip, his eyes burning: "Excuse me, do you need some water?"
He glanced meaningfully at the juice glass beside him.
Wen Yu took his juice and didn't drink it. Instead, he passed the straw to Song Shinian's mouth with a sly smile in his eyes: "Xiao Nian, you've worked hard too, try it?"
Song Shinian took a big sip from Wen Yu's hand.
The cold, sweet and sour liquid with fruit particles slid into his throat, but it was far less sweet than the taste given to him by the person in front of him.
“Very sweet.”
He looked at Wen Yu and spoke with a double entendre.
Wen Yu smiled, took a sip herself, then moved forward and kissed Song Shinian again, passing the sweet orange juice in her mouth to him.
It was a kiss with the scent of juice.
Song Shinian let out a satisfied sigh from his throat, gladly accepting this unique "supply" and prolonging the kiss indefinitely.
This honeymoon trip is a reward for Song Shinian.
Because it is a private island, you don't have to worry about being disturbed by others.
Not only can he kiss Wen Yu anytime and anywhere, but he can also do it with Wen Yu anytime and anywhere.
For example, right now...
The two of them stared at each other in the air for a moment, and Song Shinian's Adam's apple moved slightly: "Do you want to go inside?"
"……Um."
Wen Yu said "hmm".
Song Shinian knew that this "hmm" meant agreement. A smile dotted his handsome eyebrows and eyes. He happily said "yes, sir" and carried Wen Yu back to the room not far away.
The room was specially decorated with pink balloons floating in the room, and when you push the door open you can see a heart-shaped candle.
However, Song Shinian only had "Wen Yu" in his heart, so he naturally had no mood to pay attention to the heart-shaped candle in front of him.
The two kissed from the door to the sofa, and then to the bed.
Wen Yu was in a daze, and suddenly thought of the scene of meeting Song Shinian for the first time...
Who would have thought that after all these twists and turns, they would end up together.
Song Shinian noticed Wen Yu's distraction and increased his strength.
Wen Yu uttered a broken syllable from his throat. Song Shinian leaned close to his ear and whispered in his ear, "Baby is so great."
Wen Yu's thoughts were pulled back.
He curved the corners of his thin and beautiful lips, imitated Song Shinian, and said, "Hubby, you are great too."
The air is filled with a sweet and charming scent.
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