"She didn't say anything!" Xie Min couldn't help but retort, "Don't bother her anymore. She's not that Luo Yining. Can't you just let her live her own life?"
"Send the lady back." Lu Jiaxue waved his hand.
He stood up. In fact, he was not sure that it was her. But now, bit by bit, he was slowly confirming it, and the violent anger in his heart was getting heavier and heavier.
He said to his subordinates, "I want to see Luo Shenyuan."
*
Yining woke up very early the next day, while Luo Shenyuan was still sleeping.
He lay beside her, breathing evenly.
Being a wife is naturally different from before. Yi Ning quietly got up and asked the maid to wash and dress her, and then prepare the food for him to eat. But when she finished, he still hadn't gotten up, so Yi Ning walked over and sat next to Luo Shenyuan, hesitating whether to wake him up now.
Even when he was asleep, his brows were furrowed, and the lines between his eyebrows were so thick that they could no longer be smoothed out. His eyebrows were very thick, his nose was straight, and his upper lip was thin and his lower lip was full. Yining looked at him for a while and found that his hands were outside. She wanted to put his bedding back on. But he woke up as soon as she touched him. Before she could react, he pulled her into his arms and turned over and pressed her down. His body was hot in the early morning, and then the lips she had seen just now pressed against hers.
Yi Ning stiffened for a moment, her mind swirling with the masculine scent that greeted her. She, too, was a bit of a sex man. As the kiss played out, her nose was filled with the scent of Luo Shenyuan, his thick, hot lips pressing against hers. He pinched her waist and pressed his head against hers, the heat growing even hotter, making Yi Ning a bit uncomfortable.
It seemed as if he understood what it meant to be gifted, which made Yining feel a tingling sensation on his back.
She responded to his enthusiasm reluctantly, but he suddenly reacted after a while, let go of her, and got up to go to the bathroom.
But Yi Ning held his hand and refused to let him go: "Third brother..."
He was so evasive, why didn't she take the initiative! After all, they were going to get married, and sooner or later, she couldn't just watch him be so abstinent all the time! She couldn't bear to go to the bathroom every night.
When Yining thought of this, she didn't know where she got the courage from, and pushed him onto the bed.
Luo Shenyuan looked at her in surprise, his voice a little hoarse: "Yining... I didn't wake up just now..."
"I know you're not awake yet." He didn't dare touch her at all now that he was awake. It was a brother-sister relationship! Yi Ning gritted her teeth, knelt on him, lowered her head, and kissed his lips.
I just can't push it open no matter what I do, but that's probably because I don't want to push it open!
Luo Shenyuan knew his willpower was crumbling, and he clenched his fists. Yi Ning would probably never know that, to him, her very existence was a temptation, sleeping beside him, turning over, talking, sitting close to him. Every moment was torture. Now, unable to hold back any longer, he took the initiative and kissed her again.
With such intensity, Yi Ning had no choice but to be pressed down by him and kissed. Then, unable to resist, he resorted to a compromise, not really entering. But after three quarters of an hour, she collapsed beneath him, and he moaned softly in her ear for a moment before recovering and asking her, "Does it hurt?"
The roots of her thighs felt soft and numb, but not painful. Yining was also gasping for breath, but she was terrified by what she had just seen and felt. This was probably too much to bear!
Luo Shenyuan saw her clothes half-undressed for the first time. Her skin was whiter than snow, so he didn't dare to look any further. He closed her clothes, bent down and kissed her cheek, saying, "You are very brave. If I really can't control myself, you will suffer."
It turns out that he was ready to risk it all. After feeling that just now, I was glad that he compromised.
He got up from her, and Yining called him, "Third brother..."
"Hmm?" He turned to look at her, his features very handsome. He was usually indifferent to others, but just now he had been so demanding of her. Seeing his focused gaze, Yi Ning blushed for no apparent reason, her heart pounding. Then, calming down a little, she said, "The food is probably cold. You should ask someone to re-cook it."
He didn't know what he was thinking about, but he lowered his head and smiled, which was rare for him. Then he went out to give instructions to the servants.
When Luo Shenyuan changed into his official uniform and came out, he saw her leaning against a small table peeling pigeon eggs for him. She peeled four or five and placed them on a small blue and white porcelain plate, each egg looking like jade.
She sat cross-legged, her torso erect. The late autumn sun shone down on her. The curtains in the room had been replaced with silk, and the cushions with padded ones. She too was wearing silk, a royal blue Hangzhou silk jacket with a floral pattern. Pearl was beside her, serving her with a small bowl.
The maids and servants in the room all knew what had just happened, and the atmosphere was a little awkward. Seeing how awkward they both were, Zhenzhu, Daimao, generously asked Yining, "...did the son-in-law really do it?" Only when Yining replied in the negative did she breathe a sigh of relief. Otherwise, she wouldn't be able to explain it to the British prince.
But Yi Ning herself was thinking, a man and a woman sleeping in the same bed, that could happen at any time. Even someone as calm as her third brother couldn't hold it back.
He wore the official uniform of a third-rank official: a crimson robe with a right-side lapel and a peacock cloud pattern patch. Yi Ning gestured for him to sit across from her, pushing a small plate toward him and asking him to eat his eggs. He picked up his chopsticks and began to eat. Yi Ning looked at him again. The future Prime Minister was eating the pigeon eggs she had peeled. What an honor... an honor.
Luo Shenyuan thought she wanted to eat it, so he peeled one and handed it to her lips.
Yining hesitated whether to use her hand or bite directly, and her hand moved closer. Without thinking too much, she lowered her head and bit his finger, taking it in a little, and the pigeon egg rolled out from his fingertip.
Luo Shenyuan's fingertips tingled, and a surge of heat surged beneath his abdomen. Perhaps it was the result of his youthful impetuosity, he sighed inwardly and suppressed the heat.
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