The winter night sky was deep and blue, the moon hung coldly in the sky, the stars twinkled, and the Prince Jin's Mansion, which had been bustling all day, finally slowly quieted down.
The last maid left the room and closed the door. Su Ruojin raised her head and stretched her arms, took a deep breath and stretched her muscles. The rumored marriage was both joyful and tiring. It was true. She was too tired. But at this moment she was finally liberated.
Stretch your hands, move your waist, and get some movement.
Under the warm light, Zhao Lan stared at the young lady infatuatedly, with a smile on his face. He couldn't look at her enough, and his heart seemed to melt.
The night is so quiet.
It was so quiet that Su Ruojin stopped yawning in the middle of the night. She turned to look at the nobleman whose eyes had been glued to her and smiled, "Zhao Lan!"
It’s not Brother Jin, nor is it A Lan.
At this moment, they are a newly married young man and woman, equal and free.
"Ajin." Zhao Lan approached the young lady emotionally, his sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes drooped slightly, and reached out to touch the young lady's delicate face, "It's late at night." His voice was low and hoarse, like a bowstring rubbing against a cello, reminding the young lady in a low and mellow voice.
"ah?"
In her slightly raised eyes, the familiar nobleman seemed like a different person, and Su Ruojin's heart was beating wildly.
The young lady stared at him blankly, looking silly and cute. Zhao Lan couldn't help but tease her: "Hmm?"
The young man had an unparalleled appearance, with affectionate eyes and eyebrows. The ending tone of the word "hmm" rose slightly, and combined with his low and hoarse voice, it was like a little hook, stirring Su Ruojin's senses.
Eyes met.
The woman's eyes sparkled in the warm yellow light, her fair cheeks slowly turned red, and her breathing became hurried, "Yes, it's late at night."
The young lady dodged his gaze and turned to escape, but Zhao Lan hugged her in his arms.
"Ajin."
Finally, Ah Jin belongs to him.
After a long wait, this moment finally came. Something deep in his heart was pulled little by little by her shy and evasive appearance, bringing about waves of long and subtle soreness.
He couldn't help but hug her tightly, burying his whole face in her warm neck, and finally got the peace of mind he wanted, letting him settle down.
The red candle flickered, and half of Zhao Lan's face was enveloped in the warm glow, making him look like a god.
Su Ruojin was stunned. As the two of them hugged each other, she could hear his heartbeat, thump, thump, firm and powerful, emitting the hormones of a mature man.
Su Ruojin: ...
Realizing what he was thinking, he lowered his eyelashes guiltily and suppressed his heart that was pounding like a deer, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up with a hint of sweetness.
This is her 'nobleman'!
She was obviously not a naive little girl. Looking at the brightly burning red candle, Su Ruojin suddenly felt a sense of anticipation in her heart. Was the night of spring about to begin?
The two of them stood hugging each other, as if they had forgotten the existence of time.
Only until the burning red candle made a crackling sound, waking up the affectionate couple.
"I...I'll go wash up first..."
Su Ruojin tried to slip away, but Zhao Lan grabbed her and kissed her.
The bride tonight retreated step by step under the attack of the groom. She was kissed so hard that her breathing seemed to be broken and even her heartbeat was disordered, until Zhao Lan kissed down along the skin behind her ear and untied the laces of her bright red wedding dress with his mouth. Su Ruojin felt the sudden coolness of the air on her skin and woke up immediately.
"No." The voice was already unbearably soft.
Zhao Lan was moved and coaxed in a low voice, "Ajin, we are married!"
Yes, we are married, and now it is our wedding night, what's wrong with that?
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Outside the house, the cold wind howled and blew through the hall, but was completely blocked by the thick door and walls.
Inside the house, red candles flickered, and the atmosphere was filled with passion. (End of this chapter)
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