Chapter 384 Wedding Night (Part 2)
"Hey! Mo Liyuan..." Lan Xiyue's words were blocked by his warm lips before she could finish.
After a while of making love, the candlelight in the room flickered, and the air was filled with a faint incense and lingering scent of joy.
Lan Xiyue was half-leaning on the couch, her face slightly flushed, with a hint of coquettishness and fatigue between her brows. She glared at Mo Liyuan beside the bed with a bad temper.
This guy, their lingering lovemaking had lasted so long that her back and waist ached, almost falling apart. Mo Liyuan, on the other hand, remained energetic, his eyes gleaming with a lingering desire. He lowered his head to gaze at her with gentle eyes, a playful smile curling the corners of his mouth.
He gently stretched out his hand, and his fingertips brushed across the loose hair on Lan Xiyue's forehead, his movements delicate and doting.
"Yuer is looking at me like this, could it be that you think I didn't perform well just now? Or..." His voice was low and magnetic, with a hint of teasing.
Before he finished speaking, Lan Xiyue quickly reached out to cover his mouth and said angrily, "Mo Liyuan, that's enough!"
Mo Liyuan chuckled and gently took her hand away, his eyes full of doting and teasing. He turned around and ordered, "Come in, bring in some water."
A moment later, Chuchun and Chuxia lowered their heads, hurried in with hot water, and poured it into the bathtub, not even daring to glance around.
When the bucket was full of water, they quickly retreated and gently closed the door, fearing that they would disturb the warmth and beauty in the room.
Mo Liyuan picked up Lan Xiyue and walked towards the bathtub.
Lan Xiyue lowered her head shyly, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "I can do it myself."
Mo Liyuan raised his eyebrows slightly, a smile playing on his lips, "We are already husband and wife, Yue'er, there is no need to be shy."
Lan Xiyue's cheeks turned even redder. She turned her face away and retorted calmly, "Who, who is shy?"
Mo Liyuan raised the corner of his mouth and washed Lan Xiyue gently.
His fingertips brushed across her skin, bringing waves of tingling sensation, making Lan Xiyue tremble involuntarily.
After cleaning, he carefully dried her body and then gently carried her back to bed.
As soon as Lan Xiyue got on the bed, she quickly rolled to the innermost part, wrapped herself tightly with the quilt, and turned her back to him.
Seeing this, Mo Liyuan just smiled and said nothing more. He returned to the bathtub, washed his body simply, then walked to the bed and lay down. With a pull of his hand, Lan Xiyue was pulled into his arms along with the quilt.
Lan Xiyue widened her eyes and looked at him warily: "Mo Liyuan, I'm tired."
Mo Liyuan patted her back gently and said, "Okay, I won't do anything else. I'll just hold Yue'er and fall asleep."
Upon hearing this, Lan Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief, and her tense body gradually relaxed.
Just when she was about to fall asleep, Mo Liyuan's hands began to wander restlessly on her body.
Lan Xiyue suddenly opened her eyes, "Mo Liyuan!"
Mo Liyuan lowered his head and kissed her in a hoarse voice. Lan Xiyue struggled at first, then slowly
Lan Xiyue suddenly opened her eyes, "Mo Liyuan, you bastard..."
Mo Liyuan's voice was hoarse, but filled with endless tenderness, as he gently called out, "Yuer!" Before he finished speaking, he leaned over and kissed her deeply on the lips.
Lan Xiyue was furious at first and struggled hard with her hands, trying to break free from the sudden restraints.
Mo Liyuan held her hands tightly and kissed her more and more fiercely. Lan Xiyue's struggle gradually became weaker. She closed her eyes and let herself sink into this lingering love.
After an unknown amount of time, Mo Liyuan finally let her go slowly, his eyes full of doting.
After another round of lovemaking, Lan Xiyue was already exhausted and out of breath, and finally fell into a deep sleep.
Mo Liyuan looked at her tired face, and an indescribable heartache surged in his heart.
He lost control tonight. He gently wrapped her in the quilt, picked her up horizontally, and strode towards the hot spring pool.
In the hot spring pool, Mo Liyuan carefully washed every inch of Lan Xiyue's skin with very gentle movements.
After washing, he gently picked her up, returned to the room, gently placed her on the bed, lay down beside her, and fell asleep with her in his arms.
And in the distant southern border, Dongfang Ming stood there motionless like a sculpture, with an empty look in his eyes.
Punu looked at him, shook his head helplessly, and stepped forward to persuade him: "Young Master, it's late at night. You haven't eaten or drunk anything all day. Go back and eat something."
Dongfang Ming's voice was dry and hoarse: "Xiao Yue'er is getting married today. She should be very happy. She must be the most beautiful bride. It's a pity that I couldn't be there in person to drink her wedding wine." His eyes were full of loneliness.
Punu sighed inwardly: "Young Master, you knew that today was Miss Lan's wedding, so why torture yourself like this?" However, he dared not say much and could only stand aside silently.
Suddenly, Dongfang Ming's eyes became sharp, and his voice was as cold as ice: "Gather the troops and attack the Great Elder's Mansion immediately."
He had to deal with the affairs of Southern Xinjiang thoroughly so that Yue'er could play carefree when she came to Southern Xinjiang. Alternatively, he would deal with the affairs of Southern Xinjiang and go find her, even if it was just to see her from afar.
Punu responded and turned to prepare.
When the first ray of sunlight shone into the room through the window lattice, Mo Liyuan gently opened his eyes and looked at the sleeping woman in his arms, his heart filled with unprecedented satisfaction and happiness.
He lowered his head, gently kissed her forehead, and murmured, "Yuer."
Lan Xiyue was awakened by his burning gaze. She rubbed her sleepy eyes and looked at him unhappily.
She actually fell asleep in the back last night. Damn, this man is too strong...
Lan Xiyue moved a little, and the pain all over her body made her frown. Mo Liyuan looked at her frown, a trace of apology and pity flashed in his eyes, and then he chuckled: "Yuer."
"Hmph!" Lan Xiyue suppressed her discomfort and turned her back.
Seeing this, Mo Liyuan gently covered her waist and kneaded it, trying to ease her discomfort. "Yuer, it's still early. You worked hard last night. Sleep a little longer."
As soon as Mo Liyuan's figure disappeared behind the bead curtain of the bedroom, Lan Xiyue breathed a sigh of relief as if a heavy burden had been lifted from her shoulders.
Her eyelids drooped unconsciously, and after a moment, she fell asleep again.
When she woke up again, Lan Xiyue called out lazily, "Chuchun, Chuxia!" Her voice was hoarse and charming, a bit like she had just woken up.
The door opened gently, and Chuchun and Chuxia pushed the door open with gentle smiles on their faces.
Chuchun said softly, "Princess, it's already noon. The prince sent people to check on you a few times, but when he saw you were still sleeping, he told us not to disturb you."
Lan Xiyue rubbed her still sleepy eyes, and just as she stood up, she felt a faint pain in her lower body and couldn't help but cry out softly: "Hiss!" This subtle sound caused Chu Xia to look at her with concern.
Chu Xia hurried forward to support her, "Princess, what's wrong with you?"
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