Chapter 164 - One Must Hold on to One’s Wife from Her Baby Days to Know If She Is Suitable for Oneself (Marriage Registration) (1/2)

His silence prompted her to bite his jaw softly. “If you don’t tell me, I’ll just ask Yan Beicheng and the others. They’ll be more than happy to tell me about it.”

Qi Chengzhi could only chuckle quietly. He pressed her down forcefully onto him after feeling his bulge increase in size.

Song Yu’s sudden inhaling intensified the redness in her cheeks. Her red flush now extended from her head to the tips of her toes.

“Why did it pop up in your mind all of a sudden?” He slid his hand into her top. He was too focused on removing her pants earlier that her upper body remained completely clothed.

Qi Chengzhi adjusted his posture. They were originally at the edge of the bed, but a simple maneuver was all it took for them to be repositioned in the middle of the bed. He was busy trying to get her completely naked.

Song Yu did not stop him. After allowing him to strip her bare, she said, “If you don’t give me a straight answer, there are only two possible reasons. One, you have too many women and you’re afraid to tell me because you don’t want me to get angry. Two, you’re a virgin who’s never even been with anyone before, and you’re ashamed to say it. Am I right?”

“Have you been reading a lot of detective novels recently?” Qi Chengzhi looked at her suspiciously with his eyes remaining as charismatic as ever.

By now, Song Yu was used to his habit of dodging questions by throwing out another question. She paid no mind to it and asked, “If you don’t answer me directly, I’m going to guess that you never had anyone before. You said it yourself that you’ve always liked me, right?”

“…” He cocked a brow. He felt as though she had the upper edge when he gave her free rein to be the dominant party.

“Since you’re keeping quiet, I’ll take it as a yes.” Song Yu smiled like a cat as she rubbed her fingers all over his prickly jaw.

Qi Chengzhi continued keeping quiet and looked at her loftily, with his unconjecturable appearance making her heart beat rapidly.

She chickened out readily in the past, but it was his reddening ears that caught her eye. Despite reading his diary earlier that day, there was still a certain excitement bubbling in her heart when she saw him divulging his secrets indirectly. The thrill and anticipation she felt were simply indescribable.

Her exhilaration was so uncontainable that it showed on her face. Both her crescent-shaped eyes seemed to have a lustful glow, and Qi Chengzhi especially enjoyed the red blushing on her cheek.

His hands traveled upward from her waist to her face; he cupped her cheeks in his hands and caressed her silky skin.

“So that means you had your first time with me?” Song Yu asked.

Silence.

“But you seem to be doing it really well that time like it wasn’t your first time at all. Where did you learn it?” Song Yu asked again, this time softly kneading his nipples.

More silence.

“Qi Chengzhi, where did you learn about it? Books? Adult films? Tell me the truth, do you have porn on your laptop?” Song Yu seemed to be getting more and more excited.

Qi Chengzhi still did not answer.

“I know that all men watch porn and they’ll jerk off while watching,” Song Yu remarked. “How about you?”

“…” Qi Chengzhi had a mocking smile on his face. “I don’t jerk off. I f*ck.”

Before Song Yu could process his words, Qi Chengzhi was already pressing down on her.

She inhaled sharply and suddenly, with her face blushing as soon as she fully comprehended his words. His response singularly destroyed any hope she had of making a comeback.

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The next morning, Song Yu was already awake, but she was a bit sluggish and unwilling to open her eyes. She felt as though her cheek was laid against the exquisite softness of satin. It was very comforting, and what made her feel even more at ease was the familiar scent wafting all around her.

She fluttered her eyelashes gently and rubbed her cheek on the silky-smooth firmness. The coziness induced in her a desire to close her eyes in satisfaction. When she was deciding whether or not to get up from her slumber, her nose was pinched, causing her to gasp for air.

Song Yu was left with no other choice but to open her eyes—the first thing she saw was two slender fingers moving away from her nose.

Next, she felt a moistness at the corner of her lips. She had a pretty good guess on what it may be, and so she lifted her head to confirm her hunch. A pool of transparent fluid had puddled up in his shoulder at exactly the spot where she laid her head down.

She drooled so profusely in her sleep that it dribbled all over his shoulder.

Red-faced, she hurriedly tried to wipe it away but saw his teasing look.

Her redness increased even more, and she felt extremely embarrassed.

“I thought we agreed to register our marriage today? Why did you get up so late?” Qi Chengzhi raised an eyebrow.

Song Yu glanced at the bedside clock. The time was slightly over nine o’clock, so it was not technically very late. Nevertheless, they still had to go back to her home and get her Hukou booklet 1.

The minute she remembered it was that day, Song Yu was excited and nervous at the same time. She got up in a hurry, but Qi Chengzhi pulled her.

“My shoulder’s numb from being your pillow the entire night.” Qi Chengzhi pulled her back down.

“Why didn’t you let me go then?” Song Yu asked, then massaged the numb parts.

He responded by asking her a question instead. “Does your scalp still hurt?”

Although he did not verbally answer her, she could decipher his answer through the question he asked.

He was worried that her scalp would feel pain if he placed her head on the pillow.

Her heart felt such a surge of emotion that she did wonder if she could love him even more.

His subsequent frown was a signal that his numbness had disappeared, and was replaced by a biting pain.

“Was it uncomfortable?” she asked self-deprecatingly.

Qi Chengzhi’s right hand—the one that did not go numb—held her waist. The caresses from his coarse thumb made her feel slightly ticklish.

“Kiss me,” he implored.

A voice that has just woken up from slumber was bound to be hoarse, and that was exactly the case with Qi Chengzhi’s. His entire body was feeling rather languid.

His eyes were half-closed when he spoke to her: a far cry from the sternness that was usually present. Meanwhile, in place of his penetrating stare was a look of tender adoration.

The corners of his lips were slightly upturned too, softening the contours of his face.

Song Yu massaged his shoulder with one hand and placed the other on his face, letting her fingers and palm slid across the stubble that had grown overnight.

Having just woken up, his keen perception had yet to make an appearance, and his face was filled with nothing but innocence as well as boyish mischievousness.

Despite the boldness she put on the previous night, his innocent and boyish looks made her feel bashful, in addition to feeling somewhat embarrassed.

She thought to herself how she would never forget Qi Chengzhi’s confession, the one he wrote in his diary.

His face was a handsome reminder of how deeply he loved her.

She lowered her head and kissed his stubble-covered chin, after which she moved to the corner of his lips. She was practically skimming the edges of his lips, and his impatience finally led her to kiss him on his lips.

It was but a brief peck, and soon after she continued massaging his shoulder with both her hands, saying, “I don’t dislike the smell.”

Qi Chengzhi caressed her waist. “Are you saying that I smell?”

Song Yu smiled. “Not at all.”

A gentle smile from Qi Chengzhi was followed by him pulling her into his embrace. He gave her a deep and passionate kiss. Their lips rubbed against each other and the kiss was a very intoxicating one.

It took him a great effort just to control himself from accidentally running his fingers through her hair. One stopped right on the back of her neck and the other, on her breast.

When he broke the kiss, his lips went up to her earlobe. His raspy, sexy voice awakened every nerve and cell within her body. “I’m no longer numb.”

Song Yu blushed and pushed him off the bed. She had to do away with tying her hair since her scalp was still rather painful.

After getting everything in order, they went downstairs for a simple breakfast and left for the Song family home.

Since it was not a weekend, there were not a lot of people within the residential area. Most of them were retirees since the rest of the residents had either gone to work or school.

At home, Song Donglin was wiping the floor. Yu Qianying put on her glasses and watched television. With a pen and paper in hand, she was jotting down the recipes introduced by the channel’s food program.

She was so busy writing everything down that her eyes never left the television even though the doorbell was ringing. She shouted to her husband, “Lao Song, get the door.”

Song Donglin leaned the sponge mop against the wall and grumbled, wondering who it was that came looking for them. He half-jogged to the door and opened it.

Upon seeing Qi Chengzhi and Song Yu, he was so surprised that he stood there blocking the door. “Why are you here? Don’t you guys need to go to work?”

Reaching the doorstep, Song Yu hesitated on telling her parents that they were there for the Hukou booklet.

Qi Chengzhi pulled Song Yu into the house. “Dad, Mom, we came to get the Hukou booklet. I’m going to register with Song Yu.”

“Register?” Song Donglin briefly did not know how to react. “Register what?”