Listening to the words "wedding night", Nan Shiyu's eyelids jumped twice.

She chuckled dryly, "Or—"

"Make it up tomorrow night?"

Jiang Jingyu just looked at her quietly.

The man's expression was faint, and in his dark eyes, he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

When she spoke, he seemed to pick the corners of his lips.

"Does it make a difference?"

Nan Shiyu coughed lightly.

Avoid his eyes.

Look away.

Begin to make up reasons in a serious way.

"You just came back today, and you must have had a hard time along the way."

"Why don't you get some rest tonight—"

Before she finished speaking, Jiang Jingyu suddenly grabbed her waist.

Nan Shiyu's remaining half of the sentence, her voice seemed to be suddenly stuck.

Blocked in his throat, he couldn't make half a sound.

The two were so close that each other's breaths intertwined.

Nan Shiyu's body stiffened involuntarily.

But Jiang Jingyu didn't seem to notice the abnormality of her body.

The long arm gently wrapped around her thin waist and looked down at her.

"If Mrs. Jiang is worried about this, there is no need."

Nan Shiyu: "? ”

She looked up suspiciously, not waiting for her to speak.

His next sentence fell.

"If Madame is not satisfied with the experience, then the leadership will be handed over to you, and you will come."

Nan Shiyu: "??? ”

What kind of tiger and wolf is he talking about!

What's even worse is that when he said this, the fingertips that fell on Nan Shiyu's waist pinched her waist as if out of nowhere.

But his expression didn't mean to be half-joking, as if he was really seriously thinking about the feasibility of what he had just said.

Although his actions revealed Meng Lang, there was no lust on this face that was as deep as a fairy.

It's as if what he's discussing with her now is really just because they've been married for a year, and it's time to make up for the fact that they're married.

Nan Shiyu is difficult to describe the current inner activities.

After he finished the last sentence, the corners of her lips twitched, but she didn't know what to reply.

Seeing this, Jiang Jingyu's eyes were slightly inky, and the hand holding her waist unconsciously tightened.

He lowered his head and approached her.

Ask again: "Have you thought about it?" Or in the beginning, it's up to you? ”

As he spoke, he added:

"—I'll cooperate."

Nan Shiyu: "?!! ”

Annoying!

Nan Shiyu felt that the palms he was sticking to her waist were scorching heat,

That kind of heat, as if it had its own consciousness, didn't care about what she thought in her heart, and spread elsewhere unscrupulously.

Nan Shiyu pressed her eyelashes, spent a few seconds doing psychological construction, suppressed the dryness in her throat, and said:

"I don't have experience, so let's do it."

Jiang Jingyu looked at her fixedly for a while.

A voice with a plausible smirk fell above her head.

"Okay."

Jiang Jingyu deceived her and imprisoned her in his arms, and his eyes crossed the hairpin that was in her hair.

When the eyelids droop, it happened to cover the rich dark color that leached from the deepest part of the eyes.

At the same time, the thin lips with a cool touch covered her lips with unmistakable accuracy.

Nan Shiyu's fingertips clenched suddenly.

He didn't seem to have much patience, and after the lips touched, he faintly wanted to push away the closed lips and teeth.

Nan Shiyu's eyelashes trembled violently in an instant.

But in the next second, her waist was caught off guard, and her whole person was pressed into the cold embrace.

The air around her, just like Nan Shiyu's mood at the moment, suddenly became turbulent and messy.

In a daze, she felt her body soar into the air and was picked up.

Soon, it fell into place again, and he was pressed on the bed.

The red sheets were still under him, and the scene was suddenly back to the wedding night a year ago.

Nan Shiyu's breathing went from steady to short, and all control of her body was gradually taken away.

I don't know how long it has been, Jiang Jingyu stared at the sweaty girl under her, her long fingers ran over the wet hair at the corners of her forehead, and there were a little water marks.

After a few moments, he grabbed her impossibly soft waist and lifted her from the bed with a slight force.

Nan Shiyu's half-closed eyes opened suddenly.

Fingertips clenched in an instant.

“…… Jiang Jingyu! Her voice trembled.

If you listen carefully, it seems that there is still a little bit of unclear crying.

The man encircled her in his arms.

The woman's inky black hair passed through his fingertips, and the hairpin that was curled was pulled out and thrown into the corner of the bed when the love was strong.

Jiang Jingyu kissed the corners of her red lips, and the hot fingertips fell on her back silently, caressing the slippery skin, moving down inch by inch.

"Are you still satisfied?"

Between lips and teeth, a slightly hoarse voice slowly burrowed into Nan Shiyu's confused mind.

She struggled to move her eyelids, her wrist unconsciously pressed against the back of his hand, trying to push him away.

“…… What? ”

Jiang Jingyu held her hand with his backhand.

The knuckles squeezed between her fingers, interlocking their fingers in slow motion.

"Do you want to give you the lead?"

After hearing it clearly, Nan Shiyu shook her head without any hesitation.

After practicing it herself, she found that in this kind of thing, even if Jiang Jingyu "just came from abroad and was tired for a day", her physical strength was less than one-tenth of his.

Not to mention handing over the control to her, if you can let her lie in bed and sleep at this time, she will be able to fall asleep in less than five seconds.

It's just infuriating that he keeps holding on to her.

……

Outside, the night is thick and quiet.

The interior is brightly lit, and the ambiguity and charm will not go away for a long time.