C133 Happy newlyweds (1/2)
I don't know, I've never known life could still be like this.
Love, so this was love.
She groaned softly.
”Does it hurt?” His voice was very nervous, and he stopped moving. Although she felt extremely joyful, an extremely strange excitement, but she always hoped that if she was happy, then she had to be happy too. Being together like this, that was what a husband and wife would want.
Wasn't she happy?
He didn't know what to do, so he could only gently stroke her cheek to comfort her. With the innocent nervousness and concern of a teenager, he asked, ”Does it hurt?”
She shook her head, draped over the red pillow embroidered with mandarins, the loose black hair rippling about; her slender fingers rested lightly on his chest, as if she had been reborn once.
He stared at her, his eyes soft with emotion, and gently took her arm and held her around him. She was gentle, following his lead, as if they were learning to grow together.
She closed her eyes. The moisture in them was getting thicker and thicker. She couldn't help but feel like she was being redeemed by her emotions.
Redemption!
That's it.
Because, at this moment, she seemed to have not thought of her nightmare at all. She no longer felt that tingling sensation on her scalp.
It was no longer the simple daydream of hugging her to sleep, but a real possession.
Happier than all happiness, better than all beauty.
The feeling of flying.
Why did he like her?
Why did he like her at first sight?
It turned out that she was destined to be his, a part of him that he had lost somewhere long ago. It was only today that he had found her, a part of him that was completely compatible with him, a part of him.
His heart was filled with ecstasy, his limbs were full, and his soul was soft.
At this moment, his whole body was drenched in sweat, carrying with it a sense of novelty and gentleness. He slid down from her body and gently embraced her. He said in an ecstatic voice, ”It's so good, I feel so happy …”
His body was empty, his heart a little empty, but his embrace filled that emptiness at once, and his lips were pressed against hers, and soon his tongue was in too, stirring gently.
The sweet kiss after being scorched was like the best kind of relaxation. Her entire body became completely soft. After a long time, she sighed continuously while lying on his chest.
He whispered softly into her ear, ”I'm very happy. Are you happy?”
She nodded. It wasn't exactly the happiness of the body, but the total relaxation of the mind. Such a thing, not only was it not frightening, it was also extremely sweet.
She smiled, and they lay side by side, hand in hand.
It was late at night.
It seemed as if another heavy snow was falling outside the window, and the wind was blowing overhead.
Hua Rong slowly opened her eyes. For some reason, she didn't feel sleepy at all. In the dark night, she turned her body slightly, her movements very light, afraid that she would disturb Yue Pengju's good dreams. However, as soon as she turned around, she was immediately embraced by a pair of gentle arms and hugged once more.
She laughed softly, ”Pengju, you haven't fallen asleep yet?”
”I can't sleep!”
His breathing was heavy, the soft waist in his embrace was the only thing that made her smile, and it caused her to boil up once more.
Only now did he completely understand that he was no longer the same as before. In the past, he had only held her in his arms with gentleness and tenderness; now, after experiencing the taste of love, it was as if a person who had just taken a drug addict would never be able to get rid of the pleasure of riding on a cloud!
Who wants to get rid of that deep-seated happiness?
He pulled her into his arms, kissed her forehead, called her over and over again, then kissed her lips again — no longer a feverish invasion, but a sweet and gentle entanglement, turning the aftereffects of each other's passion into a deep attachment.
Satisfied.
His limbs and bones were all so joyful, every pore was thoroughly relaxed.
Her head rested lightly on the crook of his arm, and she fell asleep almost as soon as she closed her eyes. He touched her loose silk, and a wave of weariness came over him, sweet and deep, and he fell asleep.
The snowstorm did not stop for the entire night.
On the morning of the first day of the new year, he was awakened by the scattered sounds of firecrackers.
Because of the holidays, everyone, other than the personnel on duty, was having a rare and peaceful New Year according to the rules of the Song Kingdom.
Yue Pengju opened his eyes and saw that the woman in the crook of his arm was sleeping soundly. The winter was late and misty, so he couldn't see everything clearly. After a while, his eyes adapted completely to the hazy morning of winter. Only then did he notice the thick layer of snow outside the window, reflecting and brightening up.
As usual, he had risen to inspect the situation, but the temporary end of the war, the atmosphere of the new year, the joy of the wedding, all of this gave rise to a feeling of unwillingness to see that familiar face disturbed by the hardships of the past.
How long had it been since she had slept so well?
He looked at her sideways. Her eyelashes were long and drooping like two thick rows of small fans. Her bright face was calm and serene, as if she had a faint smile between her eyebrows.
It was a beautiful night's dream, which was why she had such a calm and gentle expression on her face.
He smiled and remembered everything that had happened last night. His body began to heat up again, from unfamiliarity to longing and eagerness. Because he was young, he was full of energy.
Because it tasted good, it was even more gluttonous.
Like a hungry person or a thirsty person, how could they resist the urge to continue eating and drinking to their heart's content when they saw the delicacies before them?
He turned his body slightly to the side and brushed a strand of hair across her forehead. When his hand touched her smooth forehead, he couldn't help but gently stroke her delicate face.