CHAPTER 84: CHAPTER 84: NO NEED TO WASH THE SHEETS TONIGHT

The people outside looked at Jiang Jingming.

It was a matter only he could handle; no one else would be quite suitable.

A trace of tenderness appeared in Jiang Jingming’s eyes.

"Okay."

Wei Jin: "Make it loud enough for everyone inside to hear."

Sang Yu’s face was nearly as red as a monkey’s bottom.

Wei Jin dared to ask such a question.

She lowered her head, the blush on her cheeks extending all the way to her ears.

"May the years bring reminiscence, and deep love go hand in hand till old."

Wei Jin nodded: "Good, continue."

"The thrill of our first meeting, even in long companionship, my heart skips."

"In this world, how can one have the best of both worlds without betraying Buddhism, nor one’s love?"

"I see all beings as mere grass and trees, except for you, who is like a majestic mountain."

Every word spoken, his voice seemed to travel through the door, reaching her ears.

Just like the whispers deep in the night, she gradually drowned in it.

Wei Jin nodded with satisfaction, "Very good, I’ll consider you passed."

The door opened the next moment.

Jiang Jingming immediately passed He Xiulan and Wei Jin, looking at Sang Yu, who was sitting on the bed.

His gaze was tender and unwaveringly fixed upon her, with profound affection in his eyes, rushing towards her like ocean waves.

Under such a deep and burning gaze, her face couldn’t help but turn slightly red.

She dared not meet his gaze, which was too intense, as if she might get scorched.

Todаy, Jiang Jingming was wearing а military uniform in army green, which made him appear mature and composed.

The jacket and pants were impeccably neat. Even the topmost button was properly fastened, exuding an undeniable nobility.

Yet his focus was entirely on Sang Yu before him.

Her face, enough to make a heart flutter, was pure white with a hint of pink, her features soft and flawless. Her eyes were as clear and bright as a lake, seemingly able to contain a sky full of stars.

Originally her lips were cherry pink, now painted with lipstick, appearing more soft and inviting, with lips so enticing that one could hardly resist sampling them.

"I’ve come to take you, my beloved."

Jiang Jingming slowly spoke, his voice lowered and magnetic, suffused with a gentle tone.

Sang Yu blushed, nodded.

He turned his back to her and squatted down, allowing Sang Yu to lean on his back.

The man’s back was wide and secure, full of a sense of safety.

He slightly tilted his head, looking at the person on his back, speaking in a tone only they could hear: "Tonight, there’s no need to wash the sheets."

Sang Yu froze for a second, looking at Jiang Jingming puzzled.

Jiang Jingming simply smiled gently, without explaining.

Sang Yu lay on Jiang Jingming’s back, contemplating the meaning of that statement.

Just as she found a hint of understanding, it was interrupted by everyone’s blessings.

Jiang Jingming carried Sang Yu to the car.

Driving home.

At home, Aunt Pang was watching over things, waiting for them to return so she could promptly welcome them.

Although it wasn’t the first time, the enthusiasm was as if it was their first.

However, this time, there was no grand banquet, only a few close acquaintances and friends were invited.

Everyone raised their glasses in celebration of the newlyweds.

Wei Lai: "Brother Jingming, sister-in-law, have a cross-cup toast, it’s fashionable."

Wei Lai called out loudly.

Ning Yayan: "You rascal, don’t stir trouble."

Wei Lai: "I’m not stirring trouble, cross-cup toast is great."

Lin Wen joined in: "I agree with Wei Lai, Captain, have a drink with sister-in-law."

"Drink one, drink one." Many people also joined in, encouraging them.

Jiang Jingming poured some wine into his own glass and poured a drink into Sang Yu’s glass.

"Shall we drink?" he whispered.

Sang Yu nodded: "Okay."

They drank the cross-cup toast amidst the cheers of the crowd.

Wei Lai’s eyes brightened, coming up with another mischievous idea: "Kiss! Kiss!"

Lin Wen heard it, and alongside some brothers, shouted: "Kiss! Kiss!"

"What are you shouting?" Wei Qing couldn’t help saying, facing Lin Wen.

Lin Wen looked at Wei Qing, his face puzzled, glanced around uncertainly, and pointed at himself: "Are you talking to me?"

He remembered that opposite him was Wei Qing, whom he had sent to the hospital during a rescue.

Wei Qing just rolled her eyes at Lin Wen, without saying a word.

Lin Wen scratched his head, wanting to grab his hair, but it was too short to catch.

Odd.

But ultimately, there was no kiss, mainly because there were too many people, and Jiang Jingming worried Sang Yu might be shy.

After eating, everyone didn’t linger much, nor did they engage in room teasing rituals.

They consciously helped clean up the house and left once it was tidy.

Sang Yu had already removed the phoenix crown from her head, and surprisingly, her room’s door had been repaired.

It hadn’t been fixed for days, yet today it was done.

She lay on the bed covered in a wedding quilt, noticing it seemed to be different from the one she had used before.

However, she didn’t think much of it.

When Jiang Jingming entered, he saw Sang Yu lying limply on the bed.

"Tired?"

Sang Yu answered with her eyes closed, "Tired."

Exhausted, she’d been up early for makeup, never had she felt so drained.

Jiang Jingming felt a pang of pity, looking at her clothes: "Let me help you take off your dress first."

Sang Yu nodded but didn’t move.

The man smiled helplessly, reaching out to support her neck, gently lifting her.

Sang Yu opened her eyes, meeting Jiang Jingming’s gentle gaze.

Their gazes met in the air, and she found they were less than five centimeters apart.

It would be easy for one of them to lean forward for a kiss.

Jiang Jingming’s Adam’s apple moved seductively.

Sang Yu’s gaze involuntarily fixed on it, curious, she reached out to touch it.

A trace of dazedness floated in Jiang Jingming’s narrow eyes, with irresistible desire in the depths.

He grasped her hand, without speaking, looking straight at her with lowered eyes.

His gaze was captivating, his deep eyes revealing unabashed burning desire.

He slowly spoke: "This is your initiative."

Sang Yu hadn’t yet grasped his words.

In the next moment, her lips were sealed by him.

His kiss came more frantic, more commanding than ever, as if he intended to engulf her.

The man’s hands wander over her body, inch by inch, somehow, she was now down to a thin layer of clothing.

Sang Yu pushed the man hard, briefly freeing her lips.

"No, it’s not dark yet."

While she didn’t reject it, doing such things in broad daylight seemed somewhat indecent to her.

The clothes on Jiang Jingming had somehow been removed, revealing his impressive abs, wearing only shorts.

He raised his eyes to look at her, still filled with intense desire, hoarsely speaking: "No one will come."

She was about to say that’s unacceptable.

But the man seemed to anticipate her words, grabbing her hand, pressing it against his abs.

Guiding it up and down.

Her hand felt the man’s scorching warmth, going lower, and lower...

[Finally, my brother has something to eat.

If anyone’s asking why it’s not updated at ten, well, I think everyone’s on holiday should sleep more.

Alright, I can’t get up myself.]

Yes, still reviewing the wedding night