Nan Zhi looked at the man who had her pressed under and she patted his shoulder. “This is a bathtub. Take your bath properly.”
Not seeming to have heard her, he bent down and kissed her ear, his hot breath entering her ear and making it tingle. She heard him saying huskily, “Does it matter, hm?”
She put her hands on his chest and tried to push him away. “After your bath, then we can go to the bed…”
The man pulled her hands away, saying nothing and continued to kiss her, his heavy and urgent breathing near her ear.
Within seconds, her skirt was pulled off by the man, whose warm and calloused fingers reached for her waist and moved up along her smooth and delicate skin.
Goosebumps appeared on Nan Zhi’s skin and her wet hair fell over her cheeks, and there was a layer of wet mist in her eyes.
Looking at her beautiful bright red face, he gave a low laugh and brushed her hair away, lowering his head to kiss her small face again.
And again.
Nan Zhi could not resist him and as they kissed, the kisses became more deep, more intense.
She looked at the man in front of her with dazed eyes. His eyes were deep and dark and there were two flames that could not be ignored jumping in them, making her heart flutter. His hot tongue pried open her mouth and reached in to entangle and kiss her.
Tasting the faint aroma of wine on his tongue mixed with the fresh scent from his body, it made her heart turned soft.
Not caring that she was in a bathtub, she reached out her slender arms and wrapped them around his neck responding to him with her mind slightly muddled.
There was a heat accumulating at the man’s lower abdomen, and suddenly…
A whimper came from her throat, and her eyelashes were wet from her watering eyes. She held the man’s neck tightly and he invaded her heart and body.
She relished it.
The passionate and intimate entanglement lasted until late into the night.
After that, Nan Zhi leaned against the man’s chest and fell asleep quickly. Mu Sihan took a bath towel and wiped her clean, then carried her to the wide bed.
He sat by the bed and used the hair dryer to blow her silky hair until it was dry.
Perhaps finding it noisy, she mumbled a complaint and her hand reached out from under the blanket, exposing a little part of her shoulder and collar bones, exposed with an indescribable beauty.
There were faint and deep kiss marks on her fair and clean skin, with a feeling of being ravaged and loved.
After drying her hair, he lay beside her. She turned over and snuggled into his solid broad chest and he looked down at her face. Her eyelashes were long and curled, her face was like a peach blossom, fair and clean, with a natural hint of blush. She looked beautiful.
So beautiful.
He kissed her forehead, his voice husky. “Goodnight, my Queen.”
…
Although she was very tired, Nan Zhi woke up at around five in the morning.
Her brain was probably still in a state of excitement after receiving the certificate yesterday without a hitch.
Nan Zhi opened her eyes. It was not bright yet and the wall lamp in the room was not turned off. Using the soft light, she raised her head and looked at the man who held her in his arms.
He slept deeply, his body turned sideways and had one arm between her waist and buttocks.
Overnight, a faint stubble had grown on his sexy jaw. She raised her hand to touch it and it was prickly and hard.
Nan Zhi’s gaze moved from his eyebrows, deep set eyes, high nose and sexy thin lips. His face was so handsome that there were no flaws on it.
She had finally become his wife.
She knew that she needed to work harder to keep up with him after becoming his wife.
Other than being her husband and the children’s father, he was also the King, and she had become the Queen.
They needed to work together to make this country stronger and better.
Nan Zhi stared at the man for a long time. It was rare for him to be able to sleep well and in order not to disturb him, she pulled his large hand away and got out of bed lightly.
After washing up, she went to the study. The study was full of gifts they had received yesterday.
Nan Zhi sat on the sofa and opened up the gifts from her friends.
Nan Zhi was stunned when she opened up one of the gifts.
Because it was not a rare or valuable gift, but the figure of a bride, carved from a beautiful piece of wood. The bride’s facial features and face shape were very similar to hers.
There was no name on the gift box, but Nan Zhi could tell at one glance that the gift was from Brother Gu Sheng.
Ever since she returned to the Capital, they had never seen each other again after they had met once.
He left a letter and went back to the mountains with Ling’er.
He did not come when she received the marriage certificate, but he sent a message to her, congratulating her on becoming the Queen.
Nan Zhi saw that engraved behind the wooden bride were the words. “Be happy, always.”
Nan Zhi’s eyes turned slightly red.
“Why do you look like you’re going to cry?”
The man’s deep voice sounded above her head suddenly and Nan Zhi was shocked. She looked up at the cold man who was standing in front of her and her lips moved. “Why are you awake?”
“I can’t sleep without you by my side.” He looked at her with his dark eyes and his gaze landed on the wooden bride figure in her hands. “Who gave this?”
Before Nan Zhi could say anything, she heard the man say, “Gu Sheng?”
It seemed that in the past few years, Mu Sihan had a certain understanding of Gu Sheng.
Mu Sihan took the wooden figure from Nan Zhi’s hands, his handsome face tensed. “I really want to crush it.”
Nan Zhi did not know whether to laugh or cry. She glared at the man. “Why are you being jealous so early in the morning? I just feel touched seeing Brother Gu Sheng wishing me happiness. I already regard him as an elder brother for a long time. It’s not that you don’t know that.”
Mu Sihan grabbed Nan Zhi’s arm with his other hand and pulled her up from the sofa and then carried her onto his thighs.
Nan Zhi looked at the man with a cold expression. “Aren’t you jealous? Why are you still carrying me?”
“I have to carry you more if I’m jealous. Otherwise, what should I do if you think of other men?”
This silly man.
Nan Zhi wrapped her arms around his neck and kissed his lips, her beautiful eyes curved into soft crescents. “I won’t think of anyone else, only you.”
Her delicate chin was pinched by the man and a kiss that was aggressive with possessiveness pressed against her lips.
He only released her when she was almost out of breath.
Then, he returned the wooden bride to her.
Nan Zhi smiled and said. “I thought you were going to destroy it?”
He bit her ear, his voice low. “I know you love me,” he paused, his voice becoming more husky. “Do you want to keep looking at the gifts? If not, let’s do it again?”
Nan Zhi avoided the man who wanted to kiss her again and smiled cheekily. “I still want to open the gifts!” Then, she picked up a box that was beautifully wrapped.
But Nan Zhi’s pupils shrank when she opened it and saw what was inside.
