Under the blue light just like the starry sky, Su Wanâs face turned hot. Her red cheeks were more irresistible then the sugar gourd.
Jiang Xuechengâs deep eyes landed on Su Wanâs face. He moved Su Wan a little away from him and his dark eyes were full of devotion.
âItâs very sweet.â
When Jiang Xuecheng uttered these words, his voice was deep, low and hoarse.
For a moment, it was hard to tell if he meant the sugar gourd was sweet or something else...
Su Wan looked coldly at his handsome face and felt her heart beating quicker.
Thump, thump, thump, her heart was like a drum beating hard.
Although the voice of the mermaid was ringing in her ears, Su Wan was still worried that Jiang Xuecheng would hear her heartbeat.
Su Wan glared at Jiang Xuecheng in embarrassment and then looked down.
âI didnât know you like sugar gourds too. Why donât I go and buy some for you?â
Su Wan was changing the conversation topic but in a very careless manner.
Upon hearing this, Jiang Xuechengâs eyes deepened and he lowered his head. His lips brushed across Su Wanâs ears slightly.
The fine hair on Su Wanâs ears stood up and her pretty and fair face turned crimson.
âItâs midnight now, where are you going to buy?â
Su Wan met Jiang Xuechengâs gaze and under that pair of dark eyes, a vortex seemed to be hiding, ready to engulf her.
âMoreover, tonight is our wedding night. Wan Wan, you havenât forgotten, have you?â
Su Wan blushed and felt her ears burning with sensation.
âI havenât taken my...â
Su Wan murmured while seizing her gown. She dared not even look at Jiang Xuecheng.
However, before she could finish her sentence, she suddenly felt the light in front of her becoming darker.
A tall figure leaned over and in a flash, her lips were sealed.
Between her nostrils was the manâs clean breath...
In a trance, Su Wan blinked and saw the flame in Jiang Xuechengâs eyes.
A low laugh appeared in his throat. He caressed her face as he spoke in a hoarse voice, âIt doesnât matter. We can take our shower together.â
Then, Su Wan felt she was held up once more. She didnât know which button Jiang Xuecheng had pressed but the mysterious and ethereal female voice disappeared.
Without the singing, the whole room was terrifyingly silent. Su Wan nestled herself on the hollow of Jiang Xuechengâs shoulders and listened to his strong and steady heartbeat.
The decoration here was similar to that of Fontainebleau. The quilt was embroidered with Mandarin ducks and the implication was self-evident.
Jiang Xuecheng placed Su Wan down carefully. Then, he knelt in front of her and suddenly held her delicate ankle.
His fingers brushed across her skin like an electric current.
Su Wan shook with fright. She pursed her lips. This was the first time she realized her ankles could feel ticklish too.
âIt must be hard to be in heels for the entire day, isnât it?â
With heartache, Jiang Xuecheng looked at Su Wanâs ankles which were now red. Then, he massaged her ankles trying to relieve her discomfort.
Su Wan answered softly. She enjoyed his service but she didnât know when his hand misbehaved and came sliding upward.
Su Wan became a little hot. She felt Jiang Xuechengâs slender fingers almost burn her!
The dark blue starlight swam in the room and Su Wan had a feeling of no escape.
Su Wan stammered, âDonât, donât do this...â
This feeling was really strange...
Both of them had their clothes on but his warm fingertips kept moving slowly...
Su Wan felt as if she had been thrown in an ocean all of a sudden. Everywhere was sea water and she was holding on to a driftwood, alone and helpless...
For a moment, nobody talked in the room and the temperature of the air seemed to have risen several degrees.
Jiang Xuecheng laughed lowly. He looked at Su Wanâs uneasy face and he stood up slowly. Then, he started to reach for the zipper behind Su Wanâs gown.
This was his first time seeing Su Wan wear a red dress. He had to say that this color matched her exceptionally well and her fair skin seemed exceptionally attractive.
At the thought of the silky soft touch, Jiang Xuechengâs eyes darkened.
He brought Su Wan into his embrace and his light colored lips curved into a good-looking radian.
âWan Wan, Iâll help you. Could you help me too?â
Su Wan didnât get what Jiang Xuecheng meant when he said âhelpâ. Suddenly, his fingers pulled her zipper all the way down.
The rose red evening gown fell lightly at Su Wanâs feet like a flower falling from the branch.
Su Wan felt a stream of blood rushing directly to her head. However, someone was still laughing devilishly.
âWan Wan, itâs your turn to help me.â
This big bad wolf...
Had she agreed?
Su Wan look into Jiang Xuechengâs obsidian eyes. Finally, she reached out her hand to touch the buttons on Jiang Xuechengâs shirt.
Su Wan felt that her hands werenât in control perhaps because she was too nervous or too embarrassed.
It was actually a matter of a minute or two but she made it a very difficult job.
âForget it!â
Seeing Su Wan so clumsy, Jiang Xuecheng gave out a low curse.
How could he be said to be the one putting Su Wan in a difficult position? He was clearly torturing himself!
Jiang Xuecheng seized her hand decisively and then went on top of her, holding her tightly in his arms.
âWan Wan, youâre very pretty...â
Su Wan leaned against Jiang Xuechengâs thick shoulders and her pair of eyes instantly turned misty.
Everyone, be it woman or man, would like their partner to praise them. As an ordinary person, Su Wan was no exception.
Jiang Xuecheng stared at Su Wanâs face and felt it was breathtaking when there was only his reflection in her pair of clear eyes.
She must have casted a spell on him, otherwise, why couldnât he control himself?
Jiang Xuecheng attacked Su Wanâs lips waywardly and then took off the ebony hairpin from her hair.
In a flash, the long and black hair fell like a waterfall, making her skin look fairer.
Jiang Xuechengâs eyes were slightly dark. He simply used his lips to replace his hands as he worshipped his beloved.
After a long time, the storm between Jiang Xuecheng and Su Wan had finally subsided.
Although the clouds had dispersed and the rain had stopped, the warm air did not seem to subside.
Previously, she had been tortured by Jiang Xuecheng. If it wasnât her asking for mercy again and again, she suspected that she would be torn apart by this man. Even if she could be assembled back, she didnât know if she could still walk the next day.
Jiang Xuecheng carried her and thought this little woman lying in his embrace was as sluggish as a kitten.
He stroked Su Wanâs beautiful brows and eyes and his face was satisfied.