"Xiao Yue." Behind her was a warm chest.
Tang Yue jumped in fright and hurriedly said, "Mom and the others are still here."
"They have already gone out." ng Siyu reminded her, gently kissing her cheek and feeling her shyness. He purposely nipped at her earlobe and teased, "Wife, tonight is our wedding night."
The last four words, spoken by ng Siyu, sank a bit deeper in tone. Even without looking into his eyes, she could feel the intensity in his gaze.
"I..." Tang Yue started to speak, but in the next mont, she felt her body turn around; in the blink of an eye, she was facing him.
Upon looking up, she t his deep, dark eyes, which seed to house two fierce flas she did not dare to look directly into.
"Are you nervous?" ng Siyu gazed at her, observing the successive blooms of red on her cheeks and her clear, bright eyes that dared not et his straight on.
"Who, who's nervous," Tang Yue's gaze darted about, steadfastly avoiding ng Siyu's.
He took a step forward.
As he advanced, she retreated.
"Ah!"
Tang Yue suddenly realized she had backed up to the edge of the bed; there was nowhere else to go. Her whole body leaned backward, and the next mont, she felt a weight upon her.
"It's still dayti!" Tang Yue quickly glanced at the bright light by the window, afraid that he couldn't restrain himself and would turn into a wolf, devouring her completely.
"Who decided that the wedding night can only be celebrated in the evening?"
ng Siyu propped himself up on his elbows, shifting most of his weight onto her body, his lips curling into a teasing smile. Although he couldn't devour her right away, it was still amusing to tease her.
"I've been waiting for four years." ng Siyu put on a pitiful look.
Tang Yue almost instantly understood the implication behind ng Siyu's words, and she instinctively retorted, "Impossible, it's only been four years since we t."
ng Siyu raised his eyebrow and said, "Haven't you heard of love at first sight?"
"Love at first sight has nothing to do with waiting for four years," Tang Yue couldn't help but continue arguing.
"Of course, there's a connection," ng Siyu asserted confidently. "A man wants to be with the woman he likes."
With emphasis, ng Siyu bit down on the words 'be with.'
"Beast!" Tang Yue gritted her teeth and reminded him, "I was only sixteen back then."
ng Siyu suddenly leaned down and started kissing her lips passionately, savoring her soft lips until she was dizzy before saying, "That's why I waited for four years."
Suddenly, Tang Yue felt a coolness at her neck.
"We can't, we're going to eat soon." Tang Yue quickly blocked him.
ng Siyu, regardless of everything, started unbuttoning Tang Yue's clothing and said, "Didn't you prepare so clothes? Just change into a new outfit later."
ng Siyu provided a good reason and even drew the curtains closed, causing the light in the room to dim.
The room was dimly lit and everything inside looked vague and indistinct.
"I can change myself." Tang Yue was still holding another cheongsam that she planned to change into.
"Wife, you look very beautiful today." ng Siyu tossed aside the troubleso cheongsam, and with his 5.3 vision, even under such dim light, he could still see Tang Yue clearly. Her cheeks were flushed with shyness, and her eyes were filled with both the bashfulness and nervousness.
"So you're saying I'm not beautiful normally?" Tang Yue imdiately caught ng Siyu's slip of tongue.
ng Siyu said with a smile, "Today, you are the most beautiful, the loveliest bride."
ng Siyu leaned in closer to her and said, "Wife, look, it's missing you so much that it hurts."
ng Siyu took her hand. Before Tang Yue even touched his body, she instantly understood what he wanted to do. Her eyes brightened - they were husband and wife after all, so why shouldn't she undress when he was still fully clothed?
Tang Yue struggled and started to pull off his clothes as well, saying, "It's not fair, you can't just take off mine and not yours."
Tang Yue fumbled with his clothes, feeling his body tense up. Her prior shyness was abandoned in an instant; her hands glided over his firm chest. Before she could tease him any further, she was caught by him.
"Wife, if you've lit the fire, you have to take responsibility to put it out."
ng Siyu didn't wait for her response and bent down to kiss the lips he had longed for.
Before Tang Yue and ng Siyu got married, although they hadn't broken the final barrier, such intimacy occurred. Yet, each ti, ng Siyu was the one left in agony, and occasionally, tossing her shyness aside, Tang Yue would help him with her hands, urged by ng Siyu's relentless coaxing.
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But behind closed doors, he was a completely different person, especially in this aspect, where he couldn't stop kissing and hugging her.
Now that they were married and had their marriage certificate, it ant they could be together openly. Tang Yue had ntally prepared herself for this. However, just as she was ready, she found ng Siyu stopping his advances, picking up her clothes and cheongsam from the side, and began to dress her seriously and attentively.
Tang Yue felt the fire ng Siyu had ignited inside her rising tumultuously, and she was ready, but what was ng Siyu doing?
"Wife, although I know you really want to 'devour' you, dinner is about to be ready. Hold on a bit longer," ng Siyu said in a husky voice.
Tang Yue retorted, "Who wants 'to devour' you? Clearly, it's you who wants 'to devour' ."
"I'm your husband. It's normal for you to want to 'eat' ," ng Siyu kissed her cheek and whispered a reminder in her ear, "Eat well later; I'm afraid you won't have the strength."
Tang Yue's face darkened and she pushed ng Siyu away, saying, "I'll do it myself."
ng Siyu didn't tease her further. He pushed open the small door next to the wardrobe and entered the specially made bathroom. He took a cold shower to completely wash away the heat within him before drying off and coming out. In the room, Tang Yue had already changed her clothes and left.
"My wife is too shy." ng Siyu found calling 'wife' extrely natural. He pulled open the wardrobe, where Tang Yue's clothes hung neatly next to his own. Her clothes were mostly light-colored. ng Siyu's fingertips traced over the garnts, which seemingly still held the faint scent of her body.
ng Siyu was in an exceptionally good mood. Thinking of the second red cheongsam Tang Yue had just worn, he selected a white shirt and black trousers. Although he usually wore white shirts, during his days off, he also liked to wear the clothes Xiao Yue made for him.
The shirt and trousers were a perfect match for Xiao Yue's cheongsam.
In the living room, it was lively and bustling. Tang Yue was chatting with Mo Xiaoyu and Mo Xiaorui, and the blush on her face had receded quite a bit.
"Everyone, it's ti for dinner," Mo Xiaolin's voice rang out from outside the door.
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