"My lady, does it hurt?" After a moment of passion, Ye Ziāan lifted his head from Yang Chuxiaās ear and gently asked.
"Itās fine." It did hurt a bit, but it wasnāt anything unbearable, nor was it as painful as she had heard people say.
"Do you feel comfortable?" Ye Ziāan asked again after hearing her reply.
"Pfft..." Yang Chuxia couldnāt help but giggle. She had found out that Brother An was the epitome of the perfect modern man. In their society, men usually only cared about their own pleasure during these moments, not whether women enjoyed it or not.
"Well, are you comfortable?" Not getting an answer, Ye Ziāan asked again.
"Comfortable."
Hearing her answer, Ye Ziāanās expression instantly became both cheerful and delighted. Yang Chuxia sighed softly, thinking that men really did crave validation.
A moment later, Ye Ziāan propped himself up on his hands and whispered in her ear, "My lady, are you tired?"
Yang Chuxia glanced at him sideways and bluntly said, "Too much indulgence is harmful to your health."
Ye Ziāan couldnāt help but laugh at her words, then leaned back down, saying, "Originally, I just wanted to ask, but it seems my lady isnāt tired. Since thatās the case, letās do it again. Your taste is truly lovely."
"You shameless..."
"How can I bring happiness to my lady without being shameless?"
"..."
Afterward, the sounds of their intimacy echoed within the red chamber for a long time before gradually fading away.
By morning, sunlight streamed in through the window, illuminating the same bridal chamber and red curtain.
On the bridal bed, a womanās long black hair was sprawled across her pillow, her fair arm draped over her red quilt, creating a breathtakingly beautiful scene.
Next to her, a man with a perfectly sculpted and pale face tenderly gazed at her, his eyes filled with warmth. His gaze was so intense that she couldnāt even pretend to sleep any longer.
Suddenly, she opened her eyes, meeting a pair of eyes full of laughter and affection.
"Awake yet?"
"If you hadnāt been staring at me like that, I bet I couldāve slept longer."
"Well, you can sleep some more now." Ye Ziāan chuckled as Yang Chuxia sleepily rubbed her eyes and pouted in dissatisfaction. "After all, we donāt have to get up early to recognize our relatives, we just have to pay respect to my parents later. You can sleep a bit more."
"I canāt sleep anymore!" Yang Chuxia glared at him, "Who can fall back asleep after being disturbed like that?"
Ye Ziāanās hand slipped across the skin exposed by her shoulder. Suddenly, he rolled over and grinned, "Since my lady isnāt sleepy, letās have some more fun, shall we?"
"Hey, you lewd rascal! Do you know what it means to have restraint?"
"My lady, weāve just gotten marriedāexercising restraint now would make people think your husband is inadequate." Ye Ziāan said with conviction, "Besides, Iāve waited so many years. Now that the meat is finally available, you have to let me indulge, my dear wife, my dear wife..."
Faced with Ye Ziāanās shameless begging, Yang Chuxia could only think one thing: Once a rabbit has tasted meat, it will never go back to grass.
By the time she opened her eyes again, it was already noon, and Ye Ziāan was not in the room. The once-messy room had been tidied up, and her clothes were neatly placed by the bed.
She had just begun to get dressed when she discovered her waist was sore. Indeed, having such a delicate waist was indeed a hazard during such activities.
As she put on her inner garment, Ye Ziāan entered the room, "My lady, youāre awake?"
"Iām hungry!"
"Iāve prepared the meal, Iāll have Xiuāer bring it to you soon." Saying that, he picked up her clothes and helped her get dressed.