First time sleeping with Youngji
The warmth of the morning light had not yet faded, and the morning light filtered through the sheer curtains of the villa, casting dappled shadows on the bedroom floor. Yingzhi stood by the bed, the cuffs of his light blue shirt slightly rolled up, revealing his slender forearms, his fingertips unconsciously tracing the Hoshino maple leaf pattern embroidered on the sheets—something he had specially prepared for this night.
"Here..." Eichi's voice carried a hint of barely perceptible tension as he gently stroked the embroidery on the pillow, "From Hoshino to Yumenosaki, and now to Singapore, I've been waiting for this moment."
Xinyu, wearing the pajamas prepared by Yingzhi, stood at the bedroom door, her fingertips gently twisting the hem of the clothes.
"I'm ready," Xinyu said softly, then slowly walked to the bedside.
Yingzhi reached out and gently pulled her into his arms. His embrace was warm and firm, still carrying the lingering warmth of the morning sun's kiss. Xinyu rested her head on his shoulder, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, as if she had found the safest harbor.
"Goodnight, Xinyu," Yingzhi whispered, then gently kissed her forehead.
Xin Yu closed her eyes, feeling Ying Zhi's breath brush against her cheek. She remembered him holding her hand nervously by the campfire in Hoshino, his fingertips trembling slightly; she remembered the firmness in his voice as he whispered on the Singapore Ferris wheel, "Our story will never end."
Yingzhi gently placed his hand on Xinyu's waist, then slowly slid it down her back. His fingers trembled slightly, as if caressing a precious treasure. Xinyu gently grasped his hand and placed it on her chest.
"Here, a heart beats that exists only for you," Xinyu whispered, her eyes sparkling with happiness.
A flicker of emotion crossed Yingzhi's eyes, and he gently pulled Xinyu closer. Then, he slowly leaned down and softly kissed her lips.
"Hmm..."
"This is the place I cherish most," Yingzhi said softly, then gently kissed her eyes.
Tears welled in Xinyu's eyes as she gently took Yingzhi's hand and placed it against her chest. She felt his heartbeat, like a poem of love softly sung in the darkness.
"Here, a heart beats that exists only for you," Xin Yu whispered, then slowly closed her eyes.
Yingzhi gently placed his hand on Xinyu's hair, then slowly slid it down to her neck. His fingers trembled slightly, as if caressing a precious treasure. Then, he gently kissed her neck.
"Goodnight, Xinyu," Yingzhi whispered, then slowly closed her eyes.
Under the bedroom light, their figures were intertwined. From the starry sky of Hoshinohara to the chapel of Yumenosaki, from the Singapore Flyer to this bedroom.
Moonlight streamed through the window, casting dappled patterns on the maple leaf brooch on the bedside table. The word "Forever," engraved on the inside of the brooch, stood out vividly in the moonlight. Yingzhi gently turned over, pulling Xinyu into his arms. Their breaths gradually synchronized, like a lullaby of love, softly echoing in the darkness.
From the starlight of their first meeting, to their wedding vows, and the sweetness of their honeymoon, they can finally share their most intimate moments on this night. This night will become the most precious chapter in their love story, forever etched in each other's hearts.
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