Han Junche chuckled softly, picked her up, and walked outside.
Chi Xia cried out in surprise and quickly hugged herself with both hands.
Han Junche looked at her and chuckled, "You're beautiful, baby, no need to cover up."
Chi Xia was so embarrassed that she didn't even dare to look at him, and silently curled herself up into a ball as much as possible.
She had thought that Han Junche would just throw her onto the bed, but instead he carried her straight to the bathroom and turned on the shower.
Soon, the heat spread throughout the bathroom.
Chi Xia was put down by him, but she kept hugging him and refused to let go.
Han Junche glanced at it, a smile in his eyes, and then began to take off his clothes.
Chest muscles, abs—these were the features that Chi Xia had always coveted, and now they were displayed before her. But Chi Xia had no mood to appreciate them. After swallowing, she took advantage of the moment when he was taking off his pants and was about to run outside.
Just as she reached out to open the door, Han Junche gently scooped her up and pulled her back.
In an instant, the two bodies were perfectly joined together.
Han Junche smiled, but his clear voice was husky: "Trying to run? Do you think you can escape?"
Chi Xia blushed and remained silent, pursing her lips.
Han Junche watched as her entire body flushed red with embarrassment, chuckled softly, and lowered his head to cover her lips with his.
Unlike previous kisses, this time Han Junche kissed her deeply and urgently, directly prying open her teeth and playing with her.
He put his arm around her waist, turned around gently, and stood under the shower.
Warm water poured down her head, and Chi Xia felt as if she had melted into a pool of warm water, letting him do as he pleased.
Finally, he carried her out of the bathroom.
Although they hadn't gone all the way to the final step, her legs were already weak.
Han Junche was already on the verge of conflict, but he patiently dried her body and her hair before starting to enjoy his feast.
As the moon gradually rose, Chi Xia looked at the lamp above her head and could no longer tell whether it was the lamp swaying or she herself swaying.
In the end, she felt like she had become a rag doll, being turned over and over by him.
She had lost track of time and didn't remember how many times she had done it. All she knew was that when it ended, she was so exhausted that her fingers were sore and weak that she didn't want to move at all.
However, the culprit was full of energy.
Han Junche lightly pecked her lips a few times before reluctantly getting up and saying softly, "Are you hungry? I'll go make you something to eat."
Chi Xia didn't even have the strength to respond to him, she could only glare at him hatefully.
However, this glance had no intimidating effect whatsoever; instead, it elicited a low chuckle from Han Junche.
He couldn't resist giving her another light peck on the lips before turning and leaving.
Chi Xia was very tired, but for some reason she couldn't fall asleep, so she could only lie on the bed in a daze like a salted fish.
She suddenly realized something: there didn't seem to be any food in the bridal chamber, did they? What would Han Junche use to cook for her?
However, Han Junche quickly answered her question by bringing in two steaming bowls of noodles.
Looking at the two bowls of noodles, Chi Xia understood everything.
This guy must have made plans in advance, with everything planned out perfectly.
Chi Xia was annoyed, but her stomach wouldn't cooperate. Looking at her, Han Junche thought she looked as cute as a little kitten.
Chi Xia decided not to let her stomach upset get the better of her. She put on her bathrobe, got up, and sat down at the table.
Han Junche's cooking skills have always been excellent. Chi Xia was initially a little angry that he had pretended to be drunk and acted pitiful to deceive her, but after eating a couple of bites of noodles, her anger subsided on its own.
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