Chang Sujun saw that Liang Jiaming was drunk from drinking rice wine, and pinched the soft flesh on his cheek with her fingers. He mumbled and said again: "I'm happy to get married today, so I'm going to drink."
Chang Sujun let go of the soft flesh on his face, rested her arms on the edge of the bed, supported her chin, and stared at him with dim eyes.
He had a flat head and a thin, angular face. When he closed his eyes, his eyelashes were long and curled. His hooked nose made a slight, long breathing sound. His lips were thin and shiny from drinking. His skin was malt-colored and his neck was slender. The Zhongshan suit he wore gave him a calmness despite his youthfulness.
Chang Sujun thought, now that they are married, how come he looks even more handsome than yesterday when he looks closely?
Young people really have good health. The energy and spirit that radiates from the inside out is the youthful vigor that she envied most at the age of 51 in her previous life. It can infect those around her and make them younger.
Chang Sujun couldn't help pinching his cheek again. This time, Liang Jiaming felt Chang Sujun's presence beside him. He stretched out his long arms and went around behind Chang Sujun, pressing on her back. Chang Sujun didn't notice it, and fell on him with his powerful force, with her face pressed against his warm chest.
Wind blew in from outside the cave, Liang Jiaming felt cold, he shrugged, hugged Chang Sujun with both hands, leaned forward and pulled Chang Sujun into his arms, adjusted to a comfortable angle, and murmured: "Now you won't be cold."
Chang Sujun pressed her face against his chest, her upper body leaning against his warm chest, her legs kneeling on the ground. She opened her mouth and bit down quickly and hard.
Liang Jiaming was in his sleep, holding Chang Sujun upside down, when he suddenly felt a sharp pain that made his body shudder. He opened his eyes and felt the pain in his chest!
He looked down and saw Chang Sujun's hair entangled with her body. She felt his gaze and raised her head to look at him. Her cheeks flushed, her eyes sparkled, and her red lips curled up as she stared at him teasingly.
He felt a warm current surge up from the bottom of his heart, his body froze, and he asked her blankly: "What are you doing?"
Chang Sujun burst out laughing: "What do you think I'm doing, idiot!"
Liang Jiaming's mind was wandering, he spoke stutteringly, his ears reddened and spread to his neck: "Just now I... the dream I just had, no, isn't it a dream?!"
"I have already...already..."
He was so nervous that he couldn't utter complete sentences, his eyes kept flickering, and his face turned as red as a monkey's butt. Chang Sujun laughed in his heart: Don't tease the child, look how anxious he is!
She lifted herself off his chest, placed her hands on either side of his body, and slowly moved her body upward until her eyes met his.
Chang Sujun stared at him with a smile. He was stared at by her. He couldn't stand her burning gaze and turned his head away to avoid her eyes.
Chang Sujun put his mouth close to his ear and breathed softly: "Guess what?"
He trembled all over and his eyelashes fluttered.
Chang Sujun stood up and put her clothes in order. As she put them in order, she said calmly, "You are drunk. I was just joking. You didn't do anything to me."
"I'll make you a bowl of hangover soup."
When Liang Jiaming heard Chang Sujun say that it was a joke, a trace of regret flashed in his lowered eyes.
…
Chang Sujun prepared some sobering soup for him. After drinking it, he felt much more sober. The sun had already set by then.
After the banquet, the plates were washed with the help of the educated youth. The tables, chairs and washed plates were also put on a cart and sent back with the help of Ruifu and the villagers.
After everyone left, Liang Jiaming sobered up. Chang Sujun brought two small cups and poured white wine into them. She handed them to him and said, "Let's drink the wedding wine."
The air at night was a little stuffy. The two sat face to face. Liang Jiaming took the wine glass and saw that her outline was vague under the candlelight. She was quiet and gentle, staring at him with sparkling eyes.
He stared at her blankly for a while, as if he wanted to indulge in the tears in her eyes.
Chang Sujun chuckled: "Why don't you drink it quickly~"
Liang Jiaming's heart was struck by the smile on her lips. He held her arm and drank the glass of wine together.
He placed his hands on her shoulders, feeling the thin clothing beneath them.
His eyes were dark: "Marry me, are you willing?"
He understood that Su Jun married him to avoid Wei Zhiqing's harassment, and she didn't really like him. Although he had a little affection for her, he had only known her for a few days.
In a marriage without emotional foundation, will she not let him touch her? Will they live as husband and wife in the future?
Of course, Chang Sujun understood what he was asking her about. She had experienced a lot in her life and knew the sweetness of it. How could she reject such a young man?
She lowered her head and twirled the hair around her neck, and said shyly, "Of course I do!"
Liang Jiaming got closer and closer to her, overwhelming her...
The moonlight shone in through the window and hit the shaking bed. A slender hand stretched out from under the quilt, curled up slightly.
Within a few seconds, another big hand stretched out from under the quilt, clasped the fingers of that slender hand, and was pulled back into the quilt.
The moonlight seemed to avoid the bed.
The house fell into darkness.
There was a creaking sound that grew louder in the darkness.
…
When Chang Sujun woke up in the morning, he opened his eyes and felt sore all over. He looked at Liang Jiaming with a hateful look.
He was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed and his whole body relaxed.
This guy was like seeing meat when he first had sex, he kept moving, she shouted for him to stop, but he was like a deaf ear, where did the man who could coax her during the day go? !
God damn it, she's falling apart!
Liang Jiaming felt Chang Sujun's resentful gaze and woke up slowly. He saw that she had closed her eyes again, turned over, and hugged her again.
Chang Sujun pinched his ears. Liang Jiaming felt a slight pain and opened his eyes again. He touched her hair and coaxed her, "Don't bother Sujun. Let's sleep for a while."
Chang Sujun glared at him: "I told you to stop, why did you keep stopping! Do you want me to die?!"
Liang Jiaming opened his eyes and smiled dotingly: "Sujun, what do you want to eat? I'll make it."
He knew it the moment he took her to the barber shop to get her hair done yesterday. As long as he used food to change the subject, she would behave herself and stop making a fuss.
Chang Sujun thought for a moment and replied, "I want to eat stir-fried pork with chili!"
Liang Jiaming refused: "You said you were not feeling well, so don't eat spicy food today."
Chang Sujun was annoyed and bit his fingertips, angrily: "I want to eat it!"
Liang Jiaming suddenly looked at her lips and her pointed little canine teeth with dark eyes.
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