Chapter 44: The Wedding Night

The temperature in the air was rising, Ouyang Che's heavy breathing was close at hand, An Qiu's whole body was inexplicably hot, his face was getting better and better, and his heartbeat was almost spasmodic.

"Are you ready?" Ouyang Che's voice was hoarse, and his burning breath fell behind An Qiu's ears, and he whispered charmingly, "I want you." ”

An Qiu didn't dare to move, and his voice couldn't help shaking, "Can I turn off the lights?" ”

Ouyang Che hesitated for a moment, it was okay to turn off the light, then let go of his hand and got up to turn off the light.

Turning on the lights has the fun of turning on the lights, and turning off the lights is also about the fun of the lights.

At least An Qiu could use the darkness to hide his shyness, and Ouyang Che could also use this to cover his rustiness, the two inexperienced people were groping in the moonlight that only reflected into the room through the window screen, because there was no light, so the sense of hearing and touch also became extremely acute.

The slight chaotic breathing of the two people, the rubbing of their fingers against their skin, the sound of their feet rubbing against the bed sheets, and the unfamiliar heat slowly rising in their bodies all made the night gradually boil.

Ouyang Che held her earlobe, biting it carefully, the burning breath hit her ears, her whole body was numb, she could only cling to Ouyang Che's shoulder, and her eyes were also full of lust.

Ouyang Che's eyes were even hotter, An Qiu like this was simply too beautiful.

"Don't be afraid, it doesn't hurt." Ouyang Che felt An Qiu's trembling and whispered coaxingly.

An Qiu really didn't feel any pain, and he didn't even feel it yet, Ouyang Che's first time was over.

"You?" An Qiu was a little incredulous, "Did you go in?" ”

Ouyang Che was silent for a moment, "... Not yet. ”

"Poof..."An Qiu wanted to hold back her laughter, but she couldn't hold back her breath, and then hurriedly held back, hugged Ouyang Che's neck and coaxed him, "It's okay, I checked the information and said that men were like this at the beginning." ”

"......" Ouyang Che stopped talking, angry and angry, and pressed back on An Qiu, ready to prove the strength of the virgin with practical actions

Sure enough, President Ouyang proved himself, and until the early morning of the next day, An Qiu looked at the ceiling with half-open eyes, and the already dim room was blurred by the water in her eyes, like his heart full of confusion: said that the good virgin is fast, why is only the first time fast.

In the afternoon of the next day, An Qiu woke up slowly, feeling as if he had been crushed, his whole body was sore, and he scolded Ouyang Che fiercely in his heart.

There were all kinds of marks all over her body, there were pinch marks, and there were many kiss marks, ignoring the traces that she had unconsciously scratched on Ouyang Che's body, these were not important.

"Awake? Come get some water. Ouyang Che pushed the door in, quickly put the pillow behind An Qiu, and handed her a glass of warm water.

An Qiu glanced at him and took a sip of water from his hand.

"How does it feel, what is it uncomfortable about?" Ouyang Che touched her head, feeling that the temperature was normal, and he was not so beastly.

"It's fine." An Qiu didn't know what to say, saying that it was okay, but it was really painful, and it wasn't that serious.

Ouyang Che tidied up her clothes and hair, carried her to brush her teeth and wash her face, and then hugged her back to the bed.

Later, I'll serve you chicken soup, and I'll ask my mother how to make it. Ouyang Che finished speaking and went out.

An Qiu felt that Ouyang Che was very warm, and at the same time, he thought of the scene last night and felt that this person was too beastly.

An Qiu drank a bowl of chicken soup and ate a few more bites of pastries, but he couldn't eat it.

"When you're full, you can drink the rest, let's pack up and go home, and I'll fly tomorrow afternoon." An Qiu got up, and then his legs went limp, and he collapsed on the bed.

Ouyang Che also realized at this time that he was a little too much last night, and he wanted to continue after tasting it once, of course, there was also an element of annoyance.

"Ahem, last night was a bit excessive, I'll pay attention next time." Ouyang Che was a little embarrassed, but his face remained unchanged, emphasizing it seriously.

An Qiu originally wanted to make a little fuss and ask him not to be so excessive next time, but seeing that Ouyang Che had already admitted his mistake, he didn't want to say anything.

"Help me to change my clothes." An Qiu stretched out his hand, pretending to be arrogant and raised his head at Ouyang Che.

Ouyang Che was amused by An Qiu's small movements, "Okay, wife." ”

Then he picked her up and went to the cloakroom.

When the two arrived home, it was already dinner time.

An Qiu hadn't eaten for a long time, and he couldn't eat anymore, so he said hello to Mrs. Ouyang and turned around and went upstairs.

Mrs. Ouyang looked at An Qiu with a tired face, and probably understood something, and winked at Ouyang Che gossipingly, wondering if what happened was her own imagination.

"Ahem, Mom, I'm not hungry, you eat with Dad, I'm upstairs to work." Ouyang Che coughed in disguise and went upstairs.

"It's not fun for children to be older, and they don't share it with their mothers." Mrs. Ouyang muttered to Mr. Ouyang.

Mr. Ouyang smiled, "Your son wasn't fun when he was young. ”

Mrs. Ouyang glared at him, "It's like it's not your son, I saw that he tired our Qiu'er, and I want to ask if I want to make some supplements." ”

"Good, good." When it comes to arguing with women, Mr. Ouyang, like his son, deeply understands that keeping his mouth shut is the best choice.

The next morning, An Qiu got up, thinking about learning to cook something Ouyang Che loved to eat, he had recently learned barbecue and chicken soup for himself.

I went to the kitchen and saw my aunt busy there.

"Auntie, you teach me to cook some dishes that Che likes." An Qiu walked over and asked.

"Young lady, did you know how to cook before, didn't you come to fry the kitchen like the young master?" Auntie was a little frightened, last time she taught the young master to cook barbecue, and she wasted three stoves.

"Che? Did he blow up the kitchen? An Qiu was a little curious.

"Ahem." Just as the aunt was about to speak, she heard a cough.