Zhao Shiyun looked at Lin Yan's blushing face, and his heart moved. He slowly moved over and said, "Brother Yan, I, I, can I?"
The alcohol from his breath sprayed onto Lin Yan's face. Although Lin Yan hadn't drunk, he felt like he was getting drunk too. He didn't answer, shyly closing his eyes. Zhao Shiyun, bewitched, lifted his chin and pressed his lips against his. For a moment, only the sound of two heartbeats could be heard: thump, thump, thump.
Zhao Shiyun tried to pry open Lin Yan's lips, and Lin Yan opened them slightly, accepting his entry. He shivered slightly, feeling his face and ears burning. He could no longer hear any other sounds, only the sound of the two people kissing.
Zhao Shiyun held Lin Yan's waist with one hand and his back with the other, tugging him into his embrace. Just when Lin Yan felt he couldn't breathe, Zhao Shiyun released his mouth and kissed his neck. Lin Yan's neck was ticklish, and now his whole body was trembling. He panted slightly, his eyes hazy as he looked at the red candle, and his words rang out in a broken voice: "Brother Shiyun, the lights are not turned off yet..."
Zhao Shiyun opened his clothes and said vaguely: "This red candle must burn all night and cannot be extinguished..." He slowly laid Lin Yan down on the bed and covered him with his whole body.
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*
The naive Zhao Shiyun was experiencing the pleasure of lovemaking for the first time, and he didn't hold back. Lin Yan's voice was hoarse, and he kept covering his mouth with his hands for fear of being heard by his parents. Zhao Shiyun held his hand tenderly, kissed it, and couldn't help biting his lips. He was now sweating all over, and Lin Yan pushed him: "Brother Shiyun, I want to take a shower..."
"Wash it later..."
"Come again? Hmm..."
After everything was over, Lin Yan couldn't lift his hands. He kicked Zhao Shiyun lightly with his foot. Zhao Shiyun held him in his arms, reluctant to leave.
After the two of them calmed down for about a quarter of an hour, Zhao Shiyun got up, put on his clothes, and went to the kitchen to fetch some water, not forgetting to cover Lin Yan with a blanket. He brought the large wooden barrel into the room and filled it with water. Then he carried Lin Yan off the bed and put him into the barrel.
Lin Yan was still a little embarrassed. He turned his back and said, "I can wash it myself..."
Zhao Shiyun asked him to wash first while he went to make the bed and put on new sheets and quilts. After he finished washing, he casually wiped himself and got into bed, hugging Lin Yan. Lin Yan was now limp and yawning.
Zhao Shiyun patted his back and said, "Go to sleep if you're tired."
"Hmm..." Lin Yan responded in a low voice, and his breathing gradually stabilized.
Zhao Shiyun hugged her husband tightly and fell into a deep sleep.
*
The next day, Li Yuemei was up at dawn. She had to pack up the dishes, chopsticks, tables, and chairs she'd borrowed from the villagers the previous day so she could return them. Arriving in the kitchen, she saw the pot was almost half empty, realizing the silly boy had used it late at night. With a knowing smile, she busied herself with preparing breakfast.
Lin Yan slowly opened her eyes and looked out the window to see that it was already bright daylight. She was startled and quickly pushed Zhao Shiyun. Zhao Shiyun had already woken up and kept looking at her husband, feeling that he could never get enough of looking at him.
"Brother Shi Yun, what time is it?"
"It's Si time."
"It's so late, hurry up and get up. How can you get up so late on the first day of your wedding?"
"It's okay. Mom said that people always get up late on the first day of their marriage." The Zhao family hasn't made tofu these days, so it's okay to get up late.
"You can't just stay here. It's so embarrassing." Lin Yan hit his shoulder.
Zhao Shiyun laughed: "Amo and the others are experienced people, don't worry, they won't say anything about us. But you, is your waist still sore?" After saying that, he pinched his waist.
Lin Yan realized this later and felt embarrassed. He lay down with a red face, covering his face with his hands. After hearing what he said, his whole body was really sore. He didn't worry about it anymore and decided to rest for a while.
They took a nap and didn't come out of the room until almost noon.
There was no one in the yard, and no one knew where Dad, Mom, and Yu Ge'er had gone. Lin Yan went into the kitchen, where breakfast for two was warming on the stove: last night's leftovers, two bowls of pumpkin porridge, and a few steamed buns.
The two of them were already hungry, so they didn't go to the main room and ate in the kitchen. It was cold in winter, so they had a small table in the kitchen so they could eat in a warmer place. Lin Yan took a sip of the pumpkin porridge and sighed comfortably, "This pumpkin porridge is really delicious."
Zhao Shiyun gave him a piece of lard residue with his chopsticks. "If it tastes good, eat more. There's more in the pot."
"Um!"
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