Bright

"You yourself said you were going to be a wife." An Xuan stood by the bed wiping her hair, and said seriously.

Shen Yuanshu stubbornly resisted: "How can a child's words be taken seriously. I am Chunyi."

"You also said at that time that you would marry me, and we did just finish the wedding last month." An Xuan reminded: "You promised me yourself."

Shen Yuanshu was at a loss for words.

An Xuan sat down at the end of the bed, looked at him with innocent and expectant eyes, and said softly, "I haven't passed it yet."

Shen Yuanshu couldn't stand him like this.He looked like he wanted to rush towards An Xuan, but also wanted to shrink himself back.

An Xuan leaned over slowly, and Shen Yuanshu immediately huddled up in the corner of the bed like a quail, yelling sternly: "You can't force it!"

An Xuan just kissed him tenderly: "Then we'll see when you're ready. Mrs. An." He naturally pulled up the quilt and leaned against Shen Yuanshu, without doing anything.

The room is lit with essential oil lamps, and the aroma of orange blossom is light and sweet, which is reassuring.An Xuan leaned halfway beside Shen Yuanshu, remembering the past, the corners of her mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly.

Shen Yuanshu looked at him: "That's it?"

An Xuan raised her head and blinked her eyes in confusion.

Shen Yuanshu hesitated to speak, and finally lay down, muttering: "I thought it would be more passionate... like we used to play with the police and catch thieves..."

Of course he wasn't talking about the innocent games of children.That time An Xuan chased him in the villa for more than an hour, and broke a vase on the way, just to put a collar around his neck—a plot designed by Shen Yuanshu himself.

Really passionate.An Xuan thought.Too passionate.The dog next door kept barking, and they were knocked on the door by neighbors.

It's really... unbearable.

An Xuan looked up at Shen Yuanshu for a while, then suddenly grabbed his hands and clasped his wrists above his head: "Is that so?"

Shen Yuanshu struggled symbolically twice, and looked at him nervously: "You...you should be a little gentle..."

An Xuan kissed him lightly, then let go of her hand: "Yes, I promise."

Shen Yuanshu blushed, showing embarrassment.He turned his head away and closed his eyes nervously.He looked a little fragile, as if he could be hurt by anyone.

An Xuan looked at him, hesitating for a moment.The shadow that hadn't emerged for a long time seemed to poke out another tentacles.An Xuan thought, he was going to do that to Shen Yuanshu.

Shen Yuanshu opened one eye, and quickly closed it again.

He is so cute.An Xuan thought.Always been so cute, ever since I was little.This thought made An Xuan's heart very soft, and the haze quickly melted into a little nervousness and shyness.He was even inexplicably a little strangely excited.

Everything seemed to be going well at first, An Xuan was very patient and careful - he had already made full preparations.

But Shen Yuanshu's condition was not as good as expected - soon, his face began to turn pale, and cold sweat dripped down his forehead.

An Xuan was also in some pain.He kissed Shen Yuanshu and whispered, "Let's forget it."

Shen Yuanshu hugged him.

It's a ritual.Its only meaning is completion.

When it was over, Shen Yuanshu cried.He looked so distressed that the sheets were completely soaked.An Xuan carried him into the bathroom.

The warm water quickly soothed everything.

Shen Yuanshu whispered: "It's on you..."

An Xuan didn't care too much: "I vomited on you once before." He applied the scented foam on Shen Yuanshu's back, a little worried: "I probably didn't find the wrong place...but..." He asked anxiously, "Have you...been hurt before?"

Shen Yuanshu shook his head: "No..." He said a little shyly, "I'm too sensitive." Admitting this incident seemed to make him a little sad: "It's always been like this..."

An Xuan understood.If it is too sensitive, the stimulation above the level will not bring pleasure, but pain.For Shen Yuanshu, being number one is more suitable for him.

Shen Yuanshu raised his head and looked at An Xuan probingly: "Then are you comfortable?"

An Xuan shook her head honestly: "I don't feel much, it still hurts."

Shen Yuanshu seemed a little disappointed, but also relieved.He rubbed An Xuan's neck for a while, and murmured: "I thought you would be comfortable... okay, now I'm at nine." He said sadly: "Oh, I won't be pure one in the future." Having said that, he sucked his nose and looked like he was about to cry again.

An Xuan picked up the shower head and helped him wash off the foam: "Then what am I? One point one?" He kissed Shen Yuanshu: "Either...you do it again? If you subtract and add, you will go back ..."

Shen Yuanshu hugged An Xuan, sticky and refused to let go: "How can there be such a calculation, it's like cheating..."

An Xuan tilted her head: "That's what I do."

Shen Yuanshu stared at him for a moment, then suddenly lowered his head and began to kiss him.I don't know how long it took before he let go of An Xuan reluctantly, and whispered: "I love you so much..."

An Xuan hugged him, smiled and said, "I love you too." He remembered the night when they ate cake and looked at the stars together a long time ago, and added, "I love you the most."

The old time is seamlessly connected with this moment, as if all the pain and hardships in the middle have never happened.All the shadows disappeared, and An Xuan had a strong intuition—they would never appear again.

They stepped into the warm water, Shen Yuanshu stroked him, and warmed up again in the way they were used to.

The summer night breeze blew through the curtains.The essential oil lamp is quietly burning in the corner of the room, and the aroma of orange blossom is gentle and swaying in the mist.