The long night stretched on, with the moon’s radiant glow seeping through the gaps in the curtains, filling the room with an intense, passionate atmosphere. Thus began a joyful and blissful life.
At first, Yao Yao could barely keep up with Shen Yu’s rhythm.
But as time passed, her physical strength gradually waned.
Yao Yao threw a minor tantrum, and Shen Yu quickly soothed her, diverting his attention to care for his wife’s emotions.
Yao Yao continued discontentedly, “I still want a hug!”
Shen Yu replied in a deep voice, “Alright.”
Hearing his response, Yao Yao let out a heavy, proud hum.
Shen Yu heard her tsundere tone and smiled silently. He took her pale wrists in his hands and placed them around his neck.
His voice was unusually low: “Here, hug me.”
Feeling his broad shoulders, Yao Yao hummed a few more times to show her satisfaction.
Time ticked by, the movements never ceasing, the pleasure unending.
Yao Yao finally experienced the wonderful thing her senior sister had spoken of—it was indeed incredibly exhilarating. At this moment, she felt unparalleled happiness.
Just once, and she had exhausted all her strength. The naive little fox thought it was over, time to fall into a deep sleep.
The little fox grew drowsy.
“Yao Yao, one more time, alright?” Shen Yu still maintained his gentlemanly demeanor at this point.
Just as Yao Yao was about to drift into deep sleep, a voice reached her ears. Her sleepy, dazed expression was utterly adorable.
She struggled to open her eyes, her misty gaze glistening with moisture, looking a bit dazed: “What did you say?””
“I said, I still want to kiss you,” Shen Yu whispered as he kissed Yao Yao’s flushed cheeks.
Yao Yao understood his words and, like dismissing a child, pouted her lips: “Here~”
Shen Yu laughed—such an obedient and adorable little wife. Without hesitation, he leaned in and continued kissing~
Taking advantage of the kissing position, Shen Yu suddenly lifted Yao Yao from the large bed. The sudden weightlessness startled her and chased away her sleepiness.
Yao Yao became much more conscious. She opened her wide eyes and looked down at the husband holding her.
Their gazes met, sparking like fireworks, weaving together the most beautiful and passionate symphony.
From the bedside to the floor-to-ceiling window, from the master bedroom’s sofa to the full-length mirror in the walk-in closet, from the premium glass cabinet in the accessory room back to the large bed in the master bedroom…
It continued on and on~
Yao Yao felt as though her entire body was about to give out. She hadn’t expected it to be this exhausting!
Wuwuwu, why wasn’t it over yet? She felt like this session was twice as long as the last! Although it felt wonderful, she was so sleepy~
“Husband~ when will you be done? I’m so tired!” Yao Yao was a good-tempered little fox, but she had her limits—her dear husband was going too far!
Shen Yu: “Yao Yao, be good, endure a little longer. It’ll be over soon.”
Yao Yao believed him, squinting her eyes as she waited. Yet, after what felt like an eternity, it still hadn’t ended. She was genuinely exhausted!
She even questioned whether she had spoken earlier?
No, she had spoken, and her husband had agreed! That wretched man dared to deceive her!
It truly fit her senior sister’s saying: never trust a man’s words in bed!
“Shen Yu!” Her naturally delicate voice struggled to sound stern, lacking any intimidating effect.
Yet Yao Yao seldom called him by his full name. But at this special moment, being sweetly called by his full name by the person he loved gave Shen Yu an indescribable thrill.
Reaching the peak, he experienced an unprecedented sense of happiness.
“Darling, I’m so grateful—grateful to have met you, and overjoyed to become your husband.”
Lying together on the large bed, Shen Yu held his delicate wife in his arms, unable to let go, pouring out his heartfelt feelings in this tender moment.
Yao Yao felt quite pleased upon hearing this, the last remnants of her irritation vanishing completely because of Shen Yu’s words.
“Hmph~ Now you know how good I am! From now on, you must listen to me and never make me angry, or else… or else I’ll make you sleep on the streets!”
Like a little hedgehog, Yao Yao delivered her fierce threat, putting on a tough act to intimidate her dear husband.
Shen Yu played along perfectly, his large hand searching under the covers until he found her delicate, soft hand. Interlacing their fingers, he solemnly declared:
“Alright, from now on I’ll always listen to you. I’ll never make you angry. If I break my promise, you can punish me however you want. Is that okay?”
Her porcelain-like face lifted proudly as she gave a light hum: “That’s more like it!”
The night had long grown dark, the moon having slipped behind the clouds at some point. The room gradually quieted, and on the crimson-draped bed, the two embraced intimately—a scene as captivating as a masterpiece, impossible to look away from.