She was too lazy to clean up after dressing up as a villain heroine

"Or, let Xia Xiang not come in..." Han Zheng said softly.

Qiao Zhenzhen glared at him, "Why, now you don't feel sorry for me not having eaten for a day?"

Han Zheng felt a little aggrieved. He put his head on her neck, calmed down, and said in a muffled voice, "Then I'll bear with it for a while."

Qiao Zhenzhen pinched his arm, but unfortunately, with his body having been trained in martial arts for many years, his skin was connected to his muscles, so he didn't have much room to exert force.

"What nonsense are you talking about? Get up quickly. If someone sees you, your serious and calm image as a prince will collapse."

Han Zheng laughed, turned his head and kissed Qiao Zhenzhen hard on the face.

The kiss made her cheek flesh sink inward.

"It's a good thing I took off my makeup, otherwise you would have a mouthful of powder." Qiao Zhenzhen said.

Han Zheng stood up and pulled Qiao Zhenzhen up with him, "For my wife, I'm happy to eat a mouthful of noodles."

"I never expected you to be so sweet-talking." Qiao Zhenzhen was surprised. "Where's your taciturn personality?"

"They are all true words." Han Zheng said that he didn't quite understand the word "personality" she said at first, but after hearing it a few times, he could roughly understand its meaning.

Qiao Zhenzhen smiled and rolled her eyes at him.

At this time, Xia Xiang came outside to report, "Princess, the red bean cake is ready."

"come in."

Dongxiang lifted the curtain for her, and Xiaxiang came in quickly, put it down and left immediately.

Coming and going like the wind.

Not only that, Xia Xiang thoughtfully helped them close the inner door when she left.

He also left the outer room with Dongxiang and closed the door tightly.

In the entire suite, she and Han Zheng were the only ones left.

Qiao Zhenzhen's face suddenly turned red, as if she had been caught in an affair.

I couldn't help but reach out and pat Han Zheng, "Don't laugh."

Han Zheng cleared his throat, restrained his smile, straightened his expression, and pointed at the plate of red bean cake with his eyes, "Eat it while it's hot."

"Why are you in such a hurry? I'll eat slowly." Qiao Zhenzhen deliberately slowed down her pace.

Han Zheng couldn't do anything to her.

He stood up and said, "I'm going to take a shower first."

"Go ahead, I've washed it all."

Han Zheng went to the bathroom.

He washed quickly, and when he came out, Qiao Zhenzhen was sitting in front of the dressing mirror taking off her headdress.

"Have you finished eating?" Han Zheng looked at the table and found that she had only eaten one piece. "Why did you only eat so little? Did it not suit your taste?"

Qiao Zhenzhen let her hair down, "It's too sweet. I have a light taste. Desserts should be a little sweet. It's not good for the body to make it so sweet. Sweetness nourishes the spleen and suppresses the kidneys. Eating too much is harmful to the teeth."

Taking care of teeth in ancient times was not as easy as it is today, and Qiao Zhenzhen paid great attention to this aspect.

"Have you finished washing?" Qiao Zhenzhen then turned her head to look at him.

Han Zheng came out of the shower wearing only his shirt, but one could still see his strong body underneath the loose clothes.

"I'm going to brush my teeth," she said, standing up.

Then he rushed past Han Zheng and went into the bathroom.

Han Zheng looked at the tightly closed door and smiled helplessly.

Qiao Zhenzhen stayed in the bathroom for a long time before coming out.

Han Zheng leaned against the head of the bed.

He put down the book in his hand, "So slow?"

"I'm a woman, and women are slow."

Qiao Zhenzhen gritted her teeth and came to the bed, "Do you want to sleep inside or outside?"

Normally, after marriage, women usually sleep on the outside so that they can serve their husbands at night, such as serving tea or water.

Han Zheng asked back: "Which side do you want to sleep on?"

Qiao Zhenzhen answered irrelevantly: "In the past, we all slept outside for 10,000 yuan."

"Then you sleep inside."

Compared to Qiao Zhenzhen's roundabout way of speaking, Han Zheng is more straightforward.

Qiao Zhenzhen was satisfied with his tact and was about to climb around him and onto the bed when Han Zheng asked, "Are you going to take off your clothes?"

"Oh... yes, clothes."

She looked at her wedding dress which she had put on again and walked behind the screen.

In the light of the candle, Han Zheng, who was lying on the bed, could clearly see the whole process of her taking off her clothes behind the screen.

Qiao Zhenzhen came out wearing only her middle shirt.

Slightly awkward and uncomfortable.

Even though she had been in many relationships, she spoke to Yiwan like a veteran.

In fact, she has always been a person who pursues platonic love.

Maybe it's caused by childhood experiences.

Although she has no parents, she has never lacked material things.

She has always valued spiritual pursuits more than carnal desires.

But unfortunately, in every relationship, before she felt she could be honest with each other, she had already lost interest in the other person.

After all, the quality of men in real life and men in novels, even if they are the third or fourth men, is simply incomparable.

So, she might be better at love than Han Zheng.

But for further development, she has more theoretical knowledge and practical experience, while everyone is still at the starting line.

But she was used to showing off her strength, so she refused to show weakness at this moment.

“让让让让。”

Qiao Zhenzhen took off her shoes and stepped onto the bed.

Unexpectedly, just as she was about to pass Han Zheng, she was pulled unexpectedly, and immediately lost her balance and fell on the man.

Han Zheng rolled over and pressed the man under him again.

Qiao Zhenzhen glared, "How can you be called a gentleman if you attack someone secretly?"

Han Zheng's laughter was a little muffled, "I still have to be a gentleman on my wedding night?"

"It's not just the wedding night. A gentleman should be cautious when alone. Do you understand? You..."

Han Zheng directly kissed her chattering little mouth with great force, as if he had accumulated energy for a long time and was pouring out at this moment.

When their lips parted, Han Zheng narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a hoarse voice, "I've wanted to do this for a long time."

The color of Qiao Zhenzhen's lips turned even redder after being kissed, and she was speechless for a moment.

Even the most insensitive person could sense his eagerness at this moment.

Qiao Zhenzhen suddenly hooked her arms around his neck and kissed him back.

This kiss was passionate and lingering. The heartbeats intertwined and gradually resonated with the same frequency.

The red candles are shining brightly, and the lights never go out that night.

It means that the newlyweds will live happily and live together till old age.

……

How would you describe your wedding night?

As a practitioner of romance novels for ten years, Qiao Zhenzhen can say responsibly that reality and fiction are different.

In the early years when online literature was not so strictly regulated, she drove quite aggressively.

Sometimes the less experienced you are, the more aggressive you drive.

Because with imagination alone, you can run towards the sea of ​​stars.

Now that we have practical experience, how should we put it? Let’s go through it in levels.

The first time she and Han Zheng had, not to mention the initial panic, ended faster than she could have imagined. She didn't mean to discredit Han Zheng, it was really fast.

It was almost to the point where both of them felt awkward.

Han Zheng is 22 years old this year. Most kids of his age can already help with cooking.

However, he has never eaten meat.

The first time was fast, which Qiao Zhenzhen, as someone with some medical knowledge, could understand.

She wanted to laugh at that time, but she held it back gracefully.

But it was very difficult to endure, so she turned her whole body inward and faced the wall.

But her shrugging shoulders betrayed her inner feelings.

Han Zheng was naturally a little angry. This was definitely not his true level.

I pulled her body over and found that she was indeed smiling.

His face turned red.

Han Zheng did not try to defend himself with words.

But soon, he started it for the second time, which made Qiao Zhenzhen realize that a martial arts genius who had practiced martial arts for many years and had such excellent physical conditions was indeed not a useless person.