After rebirth, I rejected the Regent, but he pursued me instead

"Let's go back to the room."

He slowly woke up from his grief, looked at her carefully in the dim light, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes with his fingertips, and then picked up the bride who had been waiting for him for a long time.

"Ah."

The two men walked out of the side room and then closed the door of the new house.

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The lights were turned on, dimly illuminating the shadows of two people.

She took off her veil, put her arms around his neck, kissed him again and again, and whispered to him.

"Song Qiyan, from now on you are no longer alone."

"Ah."

With their foreheads touching, he put his arms around her waist, chuckled and kissed her forehead, then he lifted her lips, first kissed the edge of her lips, and then, as she responded, he went straight in.

Softly, entangled, turning over and over, expressing the deep affection for each other.

"Wanwan, I like you."

He slightly opened his red eyes and looked at her lovingly.

The look in his eyes was gentle, not as intense as before, but the affection in it was greater than any previous passionate kiss.

"Me too."

Jiang Wanyu smiled gently, tears welling up in her eyes.

It seemed like only a short period of time, but the experience had already made her deeply immersed in it, unable to extricate herself. She smiled softly, leaped up and left another sweet kiss on his thin lips, telling him over and over again, "I like you, Song Qiyan."

The man did not respond, but just smiled, put his arms around her waist, kissed her ears, kissed her smooth neck until he reached her collarbone, leaving his own mark on every inch of her skin.

"What? Don't like it?"

The woman's body kept rubbing against his chest, and she made a few shy sounds from time to time.

Noticing that she seemed to be in some discomfort and kept touching his back with her fingertips, he leaned over to check on her condition.

Jiang Wanyu buried her head in his shoulder, feeling a little embarrassed. She whispered in his ear shyly, "I like it... but it's a little itchy. I'm not used to it."

Hearing this, Song Qiyan just chuckled and said something in a tone that seemed both teasing and speculative.

"Then... try more in the future?"

"Um………"

She just buried her head in his bare chest, too shy to look at him.

Seeing this, Song Qi Yan seemed to be amused. He hooked the gauze around her waist with his well-defined fingers and tugged at it. A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he asked a tentative question in her ear.

"What about this..."

"This...you're asking me this?"

Jiang Wanyu was speechless and a little angry at his teasing. She rolled her eyes at him with a hint of blame.

"Are you going to stop at this point?"

"If you don't want to, I can stop it."

Song Qi Yan raised his eyebrows and looked at her red face which was made red by his teasing. Previously, she might have been drugged or sobered up from drinking. He had never looked at her expression so carefully.

Moreover, he also wanted to know the answer from her.

"........."

Jiang Wanyu pondered carefully in her arms, not daring to look at him.

He had a sad look on his face just now, but now he has returned to his previous attitude of wanting to tease her at any opportunity.

Come to think of it, if I didn't feel sorry for him, I really wanted to scold him, but... nevermind, I'll just go along with him this time tonight.

"If you want it, I'll give it to you."

"That's what you said."

Hearing this, Song Qi Yan smiled with satisfaction, then pulled hard, and the woman's clothes became loose in front of him.

He picked her up gently and placed her in his arms. As her clothes slipped off, her delicate skin became more charming under the light, making him feel hot.

His Adam's apple rolled involuntarily, and then his large palms tightly grasped the woman's slender waist and began to kiss her smooth skin.

At first, compared to the passionate kiss, a small touch left by Song Qiyan on her body could make her feel weak and numb.

But after gradually getting used to the man's gentle caress, her whole body was no longer so stiff. Instead, she felt an inexplicably attractive sense of comfort that made her eager to try.

I slowly opened my eyes and looked at him, only to see blue energy bursting out on his forehead and red threads leaping to life occupying his beautiful fox eyes.

Then she was in a trance, and a pain surged into her heart, making her pinch the flesh on his shoulder involuntarily.

"Hmm~"

"Uncomfortable?"

"Ah."

Compared to the previous blurred consciousness caused by Chinese medicine and drinking, now every nerve in her body is affected, making her remember the feeling of pain clearly.

But at the same time, she knew clearly that she was getting closer to him little by little, and was even gradually getting close to everything about him without any barriers.

"now what?"

Song Qi Yan lowered his eyes and looked at the blushing and shy face.

At this moment, he could no longer hold back, but looking at her face, he could not bear to do any more. He just slowed down and gave her time to adapt and get familiar with the feeling.

"If it doesn't work... I'll stop."

"I'm...still okay."

"Ah."

Hearing this, the man exerted a little more strength.

Suddenly the distance between the two of them became closer.

The unbearable pain gradually turned into a high emotion.

"May I?"

He turned around, looked at her and nodded.

So he began to explore, as if he wanted to see everything about her, and kept groping without leaving any trace.

"Does it still hurt?"

"A bit..."

"now what?"

"much better."

The constant adaptation and adjustment made the two of them closer and closer, and Song Qi Yan began to tease her.

"Wanwan, can you please call me husband?"

"Husband~"

The woman's soft voice lingered in his ears.

Suddenly, the lights flickered and the two tossed and turned in the heat.

Gradually, the hot air wrapped their bodies tightly, and their breathing became closer and more rapid, almost merging together.

“Wanwan…”

Song Qiyan felt his whole body tense up, and a wave of emotions gathered, wanting to vent out all of it.

The breaths of the two people intertwined, warm and moist, wrapping them tightly in a mist.

The two of them relaxed and slumped against each other's bodies.

They yawned together, and after a while they came to their senses. He hugged her, wrapped her in the quilt, and whispered softly in her ear, "This time, we are finally together."

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