Chapter 62
62.
Clearly, Cheng Lingjun hadn't quite adjusted yet. He responded softly, picked up Li Guang, and walked to Guan Yue.
"W-what's wrong?" Guan Yue asked, not daring to look at his face.
"Shouldn't you... take us there? I don't know you... I'm not familiar with this house."
Guan Yue was taken aback. "Yes...yes, I'll take you there."
In fact, Guan Yue's house is very simple in terms of layout. Even if you have never been there before, you can walk around by feeling and you won't go wrong. Cheng Lingjun only took a few steps and confirmed that Guan Yue's house... no, his own new house, did not require much effort to explore.
Cheng Lingjun walked to the stove and said, "I know the way, you... can go about your other business first."
"Oh, okay," Guan Yue felt the steam rising from the hot water hitting her face directly. Her face, back of her hands and feet were hot, as if something was about to bite her from behind. She quickly left.
Cheng Lingjun was stunned for a moment before he and Li Guang began to take off their clothes and prepare to take a bath.
Although he had already been married once, he was not as calm as the flustered Guan Yue at this moment.
Li Guang is so kind. He's already in a daze, unlike Li Guang who was full of worries. After taking a shower, he fell asleep right in Li Guang's arms.
Cheng Lingjun picked him up with some difficulty, opened the door, and Guan Yue, who was waiting outside, immediately asked with concern, "Are you all washed? Oh, Xiao Guang is sleepy, bring him over here to sleep."
Guan Yue opened the door to a room, which was her original room. For the wedding, she set up the new room in the large room that belonged to her original parents. This room was smaller, so she gave it to Li Guang.
The two carefully settled Li Guang down, and seeing that Li Guang had fallen into a deep sleep, Cheng Lingjun slowly walked out of the room.
Guan Yue was still waiting for him at the door, and whispered, "Don't you... need to stay with him?"
Cheng Lingjun crossed her arms and laughed, "Are you being sincere, or...?"
Guan Yue blushed slightly, "Of course it's true, you... if you want to accompany Li Guang, then go ahead."
To be honest, Guan Yue is currently having an avoidance mentality. It's not that she's unhappy being alone with Cheng Lingjun, but she just feels that things are moving too fast.
Yes, now it's her who feels it's fast. Guan Yue wants to be with Cheng Lingjun as soon as possible and doesn't want to be separated from him, but once this relationship is established, she has a slow, snail-like mentality. Well, they can still cultivate their feelings, spend more time together, sleep together and stuff... it's a bit too embarrassing.
Cheng Lingjun misunderstood, "You mean... you dislike me?"
His brows furrowed, as if he were saddened. Guan Yue immediately realized what he meant and said, "No! Of course not! I, I just..."
"Just what?"
Cheng Lingjun's face drew closer, and Guan Yue could smell the fragrance emanating from his body after his bath. It wasn't the pungent, overpowering scent produced by modern technology, but rather a fragrance that emanated from his skin.
Guan Yue's face turned even redder. The candlelight was still burning. They had specially chosen large, thick red candles for this auspicious day, which could illuminate the entire night. However, Guan Yue felt that the light was too bright.
"It's just...it's just..." Beads of sweat appeared on Guan Yue's nose, and she took a step back.
It was like a duet, and unconsciously... perhaps it was the stirring in their hearts that led them towards the main room. Guan Yue stood at the door, pressing against it, flustered, as if struggling, "I...I haven't washed yet..."
Cheng Lingjun raised an eyebrow. "Go ahead."
Guan Yue felt as if she had been granted a pardon and rushed out as if fleeing. Cheng Lingjun smiled and waited quietly for her in the room.
Guan Yue didn't know how she finished washing up. Her mind was still hazy, and she wondered if the hot water had made her dizzy. She dawdled and slowly made her way to the door, pushed it open, and saw Cheng Lingjun combing her hair at the dressing table.
He's so handsome...
Guan Yue stood at the door, thinking to herself.
"Aren't you coming in?"
Cheng Lingjun didn't turn around to look at her, but she did speak.
Guan Yue dared not refuse to go in. She walked behind Cheng Lingjun, took his comb, and helped him comb his hair.
Cheng Lingjun had already taken off his outer clothes, wearing only a thin inner garment, and his hair was all down. Guan Yue had never seen him so casual before, and she felt a little itchy.
Is it easy to use?
Guan Yue asked him what he thought of the new dressing table. Cheng Lingjun closed his eyes and hummed in agreement, "It's new and works well."
Guan Yue chuckled and said boastfully, "I picked it out on purpose. My taste isn't bad, is it?"
"good."
Encouraged by Cheng Lingjun's words, Guan Yue became bolder. She had never been so close to Cheng Lingjun before. Although they had held hands before, this was the first time she had been so close.
In the past, she was always restrained by Li Guang's presence, or because she felt that etiquette should be observed in ancient times and she could not be presumptuous. Even if she wanted to touch Cheng Lingjun, she was cautious and careful. But now it's different. They are already husband and wife, and no one can stop her from doing whatever she wants to Cheng Lingjun.
Guan Yue felt agitated and was about to touch Cheng Lingjun's face when Cheng Lingjun snatched the comb from her hand.
He placed the comb on the table, then stood up, took Guan Yue's hand, and said, "We should go to sleep."
ah?
Guan Yue was still planning to put her thoughts into action, but things had progressed so quickly. Although it was indeed a bit late, she wasn't too sleepy yet. She wanted to take a closer look at the treasure she had finally acquired, but why was she being prevented from seeing it so soon?
"Can……"
"But what?" Cheng Lingjun helped Guan Yue take off her outer coat, took her hand, and led her to the bed.
The bed is new, the mattress is new, and everything in the new room has been carefully arranged. While Guan Yue was washing up, Cheng Lingjun had already carefully observed the room. He could imagine how Guan Yue had decorated it. Touching everything here, he longed to return to that empty time when he and Guan Yue were preparing their new room.
"N-nothing..." Guan Yue was almost pushed back by him until she sat on the edge of the bed, and she still hadn't reacted.
Cheng Lingjun slowly bent down, took off his shoes, and then reached out to remove Guan Yue's clothes.
Guan Yue quickly waved her hand, "I'll do it, I'll do it."
Guan Yue took off her shoes, then suddenly realized, "This...this...could this be...the legendary...sleeping...?"
Sleep, sleep, sleep...
Guan Yue felt like her head was in a knot. She didn't know where to look, her face was burning hot, and her heart was pounding. She wished she could cover it up so that Cheng Lingjun wouldn't hear her.
“Serving you is what I should do, my wife…” Cheng Lingjun looked at her, and Guan Yue almost drowned in his eyes.
"And... there's no need for any service," Guan Yue said. Although she knew this was ancient times, she still couldn't adapt to this situation. She wasn't looking for servants. Cheng Lingjun was the person she loved, and she wasn't his master.
"Just call me Guan Yue," Guan Yue said softly, "It...it sounds a little awkward to me..."
"Hmm? That's fine, after all, I'm not used to it either," Cheng Lingjun smiled gently.
Guan Yue was a little dizzy. She now suspected that no matter what she said, Cheng Lingjun would agree. She thought she had gotten used to Cheng Lingjun's gentleness, but at this moment she still slipped into it.
What should I do now? Oh right, I should sleep, sleep... um... how should I sleep, just close my eyes and sleep?
Guan Yue's mind was not quite clear at this moment, perhaps because she had been drinking that night, but she clearly remembered that she hadn't drunk much.
She had anticipated this situation before the wedding, but imagination is one thing, reality is another, and she was busy with other things all day long, leaving her little time for daydreaming.
Moreover, she felt that thinking about that kind of thing was a desecration to Cheng Lingjun; just imagining it was offensive to her.
Guan Yue did indeed close her eyes in fear, but her sense of touch became even more acute.
She heard Cheng Lingjun, barefoot, blow out the candle on the table. The only light in the room was the moonlight leaking in from the window and a few faint rays of light coming from the crack in the door.
Because it was so quiet, even their intimate moments became so clear. The originally spacious new bed began to feel crowded, and Guan Yue couldn't help but start breathing softly when she was at her most unbearable.
She kept her eyes closed, never daring to look at the man guiding her, but Cheng Lingjun breathed in her ear, the heat seeming to penetrate her brain from her ear, making even his voice sound unreal.
"Guan Yue... Guan Yue, look at me, open your eyes..."
Forced into a corner by him, Guan Yue had no choice but to open her eyes. What she saw was his sweat-drenched forehead and his moist, reddened eyes.
He pressed his forehead against hers, and the two of them were pressed tightly together, just like when they were first born, as if they had never been separated.
"Guan Yue, Guan Yue..."
Guan Yue suddenly felt like crying. She hugged the person in her arms tightly and kept responding, "Cheng Lingjun, it's me, it's me, I really... love you so much..."
She could feel Cheng Lingjun's body suddenly tremble. He buried his head in her neck and softly hummed in response, tears falling onto her neck.
...
One night passed.
The windowsill was soaked with dew.
Guan Yue felt hot and stuffy. As usual, she tried to kick off the blanket, but she couldn't.
What's going on? It feels smooth and slippery... Huh?! Smooth, slippery?!
Guan Yue's lingering drowsiness was suddenly jolted awake. She opened her eyes, but the scene before her made her close them again.
It's a bit too stimulating...
Guan Yue lay on the bed, somewhat deceiving herself, without moving, but her body was getting hotter and hotter, and she had the illusion that if she didn't get out of bed soon, she would die from the heat.
I should get up and cook. As a woman in an ancient matriarchal world who has never enjoyed such privileges, it's only natural for me to take good care of my husband and children.
Guan Yue comforted herself in this way, carefully moved her sore limbs, closed her eyes and covered the person on the bed with the quilt, quickly put on her clothes, and rushed out of the bridal chamber as if being chased by some monster without daring to look back.
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