Chapter 158: Wedding 4 (Never Mind, No Regrets)
Xie Jinglan loved her passionate look, but he deliberately lowered his voice and teased, "Ning'er, why are you looking at your husband like that?"
Wen Ning's face flushed red, and she buried her face in his neck in shame. Her voice came out muffled, "You, you ask even though you know the answer..."
The man laughed lowly, and tightened his arms around her.
After a moment of silence, Xie Jinglan finally gently poked out the thorn buried deep in his heart, "Ning'er... our encounter wasn't a happy one. Do you... mind? Do you have any regrets?"
Wen Ning met his gaze and shook her head gently without hesitation, "I never minded, and I have no regrets."
She touched his slightly furrowed brow with her fingertips, her eyes clear and firm, "Because I know you are a good person."
Good man!
The word "good man" was like a key, dragging Xie Jinglan's memory back to that chaotic night three years ago. She trembled under his control, and with a last glimmer of hope, she asked him, "Are you...are you a good person?"
He couldn't give an answer at that time, and his out-of-control behavior was far from that of a "good person."
But at this moment, Wen stared at him, without a shadow in her eyes, only pure tenderness and determination. "When I asked that question, I thought to myself, losing my virginity to a good man is better than giving it to a villain."
She straightened up slightly, holding his face in her hands, her eyes bright and bright, "And now, I have the answer. You are not only a good person, but also the one I love."
"So," she said with a relieved and affectionate smile on her lips, "the way we met may not be beautiful, but so what? It's just the road leading to you. What matters is that you are at the end of the road, and you really deserve it."
These words were like warm spring water, completely washing away the last bit of uneasiness in Xie Jinglan's heart.
He suddenly understood that what she forgave was not the night itself, but the "him" who lost control in helpless circumstances.
What she judged was never whether an action was right or wrong, but the nature of his heart.
When she confirmed the true nature of his soul, all the past events became a prologue that could be covered by tenderness.
What she chose was the complete and real him at this moment.
If one were to say that the first half of his life was filled with solitary raids, braving wind and rain, those days of staying on guard in the mud and breaking through enemy lines with swords in heavy rain, he had long been accustomed to it.
At that time, he thought that this was the fate of his life, and that he would spend his whole life accompanied by cold armor, swords, and lonely shadows in the long nights.
It can't be said that his life was bitter, but he never dared to expect anything sweet. The warmth and softness of the world seemed to have nothing to do with him from birth.
Until she showed up.
He suddenly realized that God had never treated any displaced soul unfairly.
Only at the most appropriate moment will it wrap the softest sugar and the warmest light in the world into the blood of a girl named "Wen Ning", and send it to his desolate and lonely life with gentleness and certainty without any rejection.
From then on, the lonely moon was able to shine, and the spring breeze could be hidden under the cold armor.
All the battles and wanderings in the past suddenly became meaningful, as if they were the path that had to be taken in order to reach her and protect her.
The knot in his heart suddenly cleared up, and his moist eyes were full of contentment, which made Wen Ning feel a little bitter.
The surging emotions almost burst out of his chest. He could no longer hold back. He stretched out his long arms and completely embraced her entire slender body in his arms, as if he wanted to rub her into his bones and blood, and there would be no distinction between you and me from then on.
His chin pressed tightly against the top of her head, greedily absorbing the sweet fragrance of her hair, and every breath was accompanied by a barely perceptible tremor.
Wen Ning's cheek was pressed against his hot chest. The beating of his heart like a drum in her ears made her panic. She was really afraid that his heart would burst out at the next second.
She hesitated for a moment, but still carefully reached into his slightly open collar, gently covering the violently undulating muscles with her palms, rubbing his chest again and again, trying to calm the uncontrollable restlessness.
The moonlight dimmed its brilliance, gently projecting her beautiful silhouette with lowered brows and eyes onto his chest.
The next moment, the man's lips pressed down with heat.
Wen Ning tilted her head back, her fingertips still resting on his heart, but she had already responded to his kiss obediently, allowing their breaths to blend completely.
Gradually, this kiss became unsatisfying, spreading like wildfire to the jaw, neck, collarbone...
He gently pressed her down on the dressing table. Her soft red coat was pulled to the edge of the table, hanging down and tightly entangled with his pajamas.
The hustle and bustle outside the window is still going on, and the heat and passion inside the house are no less intense.
Under the clear sky of a winter night, the moonlight was cold and quietly flowed over the frost-covered flowers in the courtyard of the Marquis's mansion, gently and patiently, as if it was also waiting for a precious and precious flower to bloom all night long in the deep warmth.
The sky is clear, with two light clouds occupying each side.
Suddenly, a gentle breeze blew and pushed them together without any explanation. First, the edges touched, then they tentatively overlapped, and then they could no longer be distinguished from each other.
The clouds softened, gradually melted and deepened, and the original boundaries could no longer be found. Only warm and humid air and the peaceful atmosphere of the growth of all things remained.
Broken jade and scattered pearls, the afterglow becomes brocade.
The pearwood dressing table trembled slightly, and the delicate shelves on it also began to shake slightly. The hairpins, rings and rouge on the shelves bumped against each other lightly, making a small and seductive sound.
The corners of Wen Ning's eyes were stained with a gorgeous dark red. She seemed to be drunk, but she couldn't help but utter a very soft moan from her throat, "My Lord..."
Hearing this, Xie Jinglan tilted his head and took hold of her hot earlobe, pouring his hot, moist breath into her ear as he coaxed her, "Good Ning'er, call me husband..."
Mottled and translucent with mist.
She looked up at him in a daze, his extremely emotional face like water, as if it could no longer contain more emotions.
"Husband..."
He kissed her deeply again, and occasionally pulled away for a short while. She would subconsciously look up to pursue him, and her intention to keep him was self-evident.
Vague and endless, lingering and endless.
The shelf could not bear it any longer, and a jade hairpin fell first, followed by the box of bright red lipstick. In an instant, the table was covered with a mess of spring scenery.
He held her in his arms, and they stopped beside the square table, by the window frame, in front of the screen... leaving behind warm traces of their embrace.
The noise outside the window has long since dissipated, and everything is silent, leaving only the interweaving of each other's rapid breathing and heartbeats, while the warm spring atmosphere is strong inside the house.
Until she was finally gently placed on the bed covered with a bright red mandarin duck quilt, and her body sank softly.
Her eyelashes trembled slightly with moisture, and with a hint of broken tears in her voice, she asked softly, "Are you okay?"
These words were like a spark thrown into dry wood, only earning him a low, hoarse chuckle and his scorching body temperature covering him again.
"We still have a long way to go before we get married," he kissed her collarbone, his breath hot. "This 'poison' of your husband... still needs Ning'er to properly remove it."
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