Chapter 52 (1/2)

In the morning of the next day, Jiang Chen woke up with his swollen and painful head.

Was he drunk last night? He grinned and rubbed his eyes. He was ready to sit up from bed, but suddenly he froze.

The girl beside her fell asleep peacefully, her hair was scattered on her cheek, and her soft breath was even and slightly tired.

There is a bright red residue on the sheet...

sleeping trough? What did I do!

Jiang Chen almost fell under the bed.

”Are you awake?” Aware of the movement on the bed, Aisha also woke up from her sleep.

Facing Jiang Chen's surprised eyes, she bit her lips gently and buried her head behind the corner.

Although the psychological preparation is ready, but when the moment really came, Aisha still felt a little afraid.

The pain of tearing made her almost cry, but the pleasure that followed made her lose almost all the pain, just like being sent to the cloud. It was painful, yes, but to her surprise. Didn't she hate losing her first time in such a rude way?

”Well.” Jiang Chen scratched his head and said with a bitter smile, ”that... I'm sorry.”

”I don't need to apologize. I'm your wife... It doesn't matter if I don't have a reputation. I can understand the customs of your hometown.” Aisha put the quilt on her shoulder, buried her head and whispered. In her hometown, her age has already met the standard of marriage. It's just that for Jiang Chen.

It's not so much a custom as something bad in some sense...

after a pause for a moment, Jiang Chen sighed and said with a slightly apologetic tone.

”Last night... I drank too much. That... Er, it hurt a lot.”

Because the memory of last night was a little fuzzy, he thought that he had forced Aisha, but in fact it was not...

”well, it's too big.” This sentence did not have the brain just export, Aisha's face is a red. She realized that there was something wrong with what she said.

”Cough! Cough Jiang Chen almost didn't choke to death by his own saliva. Seeing this, Aisha quickly moved over and wanted to pat Jiang Chen's back with her hand. However, the quilt was not bound and fell down.

The well-shaped chest and abdomen were all exposed to him.

”Ah.” Aisha exclaimed in a low voice, and hastily stretched out her trembling hand and wrapped the quilt again in her chest.

Although it's all that, I'm sorry.

Jiang Chen scratched his cheek with a bitter smile, and finally just sighed.

”... learn Chinese.” This sentence is still used.

”Well.” Aisha buries her head and doesn't dare to look into his eyes, so she points.

Looking at the bright red on the bed, he laughed bitterly again and patted his head.

Although he is not a man of high moral integrity, he still has the bottom line. For those who ”take away” a girl, it is much easier for the second time than for the first.