dentity disorder, then last year when Lu Yin came to Beis City during the New Year, it took on a rather special meaning. 。He discussed it with his second older brother and finally decided to call Lu Y...Chapter 1239

The day before the wedding, Yisheng hadn't slept well. He woke up at three in the morning and rushed to Kyoto to take care of Wen Pingsheng. He ran back and forth between Beis City and Kyoto until now, only now able to rest.

He wasn't tired at all. He had been thinking that tonight was their wedding night, and he hadn't seen Wen Ping Sheng for half a month. He thought he could stay up all night.

Now Wen Ping Sheng fell asleep without a word, leaving him no choice but to put his plans on hold.

Holding Wen Ping Sheng in his arms, he soon fell asleep.

The moon shone bright, the night wind gentle, swaying the curtains by the window.

Wen Ping's eyes were alluring, her hand propped against her cheek as she lay languidly on the bed.

Her fair face gradually flushed, her voice soft and seductive, "Honey, didn't we say we weren't going to sleep tonight"

"...." I Sheng's body stiffened at the bedside, his eyes darkened, a flicker of fire in his gaze.

"An hour in spring is worth a thousand ounces of gold, what are you not going to do with me" The thin nightgown on her body was lifted to her waist by her as Wen Ping Sheng spoke, revealing a piece of white and moving skin.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed, and he finally spoke. "What do you want to do with me Come on..."

She lightly bit her lip, then threw him back and began to take what she wanted.

As if to please him, Wen Ping Sheng took the lead throughout the process.

Finally—

Yisheng let out a low hum, then snapped his eyes open.

The glaring light made him squint his eyes involuntarily, furrowing his brow.

After staring at the ceiling for several seconds, he turned his head. Wen Ping's quiet and sweet face came into view.

Realizing that such beautiful things were happening in a dream.

Yisheng, "..."

Yi Sheng couldn't remember how long it had been since he had this kind of dream. Before meeting Wen Ping Sheng, his thoughts about physical needs were very faint.

He must have moved the blanket too much, waking Wen Ping Sheng who had been sleeping soundly all night. She slowly opened her sleepy eyes and saw that the man had already gotten up and was sitting on the bed, lost in thought again.

"Yi Sheng, good morning~" Wen Ping Sheng's voice was lazy and soft, very pleasant to hear.

"!!!" Yisheng stiffened all over, his mind going blank for a moment.

Before he could even respond, Wen Ping Sheng had already climbed up and snuggled into his arms like a boneless puppet, her hands clutching his neck. "What were you thinking When did you wake up"

The warmth of soft jade in her arms, Yi Sheng couldn't help but recall the lingering dream from last night. His voice was low and husky, "I just woke up a while ago."

The Big-handed Ghost stealthily pulled the blanket up, covering the sleepwear that had been soiled from his dream.

Wen Ping Sheng didn't notice his action and looked up at him, somewhat embarrassedly saying, "I last night... accidentally fell asleep."

Last night was their wedding night.... She actually fell asleep with her head on his chest.

“Yesterday at our wedding, we were all busy all day long. It's understandable that you would be tired and fall asleep as soon as you hit the pillow.” Yisheng’s heart beat faster. If it weren't for his pants being dirty, he definitely wouldn't hesitate...

"Well... well, should we get up Or shall we take a..." She leaned in close to his ear, her voice soft as she whispered the words "a bath together," "...and then have breakfast."

This is compensation for leaving him on their wedding night and falling asleep,

In the past, this man would sometimes have a wrestling match with her after they both woke up before making breakfast.

Yi Sheng's throat tightened, his thin lips pressed into a tight line. He was very moved by her invitation, but after three seconds of hesitation, he painfully gave up, "Ping Sheng, go take a shower first."

"Yisheng, are you still tired from yesterday Haven't you recovered yet" Seeing his reaction was a little cold, Wen Pingsheng reached out with the back of his hand to touch his forehead, thinking he might be uncomfortable somewhere. After all, he got up at three in the morning yesterday and was busy until almost ten at night. "Take a rest for a while, I'll go take a shower, and I'll make breakfast in a bit."

Then, she lightly kissed his cheek.

The next second, she was pinned to the bed by Yisheng's backhand.

The man, stimulated by her words, completely dispelled the awkwardness. He looked down at her with a condescending gaze, his eyes and tone full of aggression, "Ping Sheng, you want to know why I don't take a bath with you Because last night you left me alone and slept soundly yourself, leaving me with fire that had nowhere to vent. Then in my dream, I did some wonderful things with you."

"Then you, go take a shower first."

"I've decided to take a bath with you now. It'll be like making up for our wedding night."

He said, scooping up Wen Ping Sheng and walking towards the bathroom.

Wen Ping Sheng buried her flushed face into his chest, not daring to look at him, "Didn't you already get it in your dream We can make up for it tonight on our wedding night, okay"

"Oh, I can't wait any longer now."

He gently kicked open the bathroom door with his foot, setting her down. He casually turned on the tap for the luxurious jacuzzi and then pressed his lips against hers...

Then there should be a very long and sweet period of intimacy...

A thousand people have a thousand Hamlets, little angels can give full play to their rich imagination, in short, it's very lingering and wanting to rub the other person into their own body, not wanting to be separated for a minute or a second, when love is deep, they would rather die on the other person.

Yisheng's wedding night was probably from the bathroom to the bedroom, to the living room sofa, to the dining table. She used quite a few tricks and had great stamina. After that wedding night, Wen Pingsheng's back and legs were sore for three days.

Over six in the evening.

Afterward, Yi Sheng felt refreshed and energized. Taking advantage of Wen Ping Sheng's slumber, he left a note on her bedside table, informing her of his whereabouts, then went out to buy groceries for dinner.

Thinking that this was their first dinner after the wedding and they had been apart for most of the month, Yixing specially made two or three more dishes that Ping Sheng liked.

Dinner is ready, it's past eight o'clock, almost nine. and lowered his head to kiss her lips. 。"Mr. Takagi!" The private guide instinctively cried out, grabbing Wen Ping Sheng's wrist and shielding her behind him. 。Yisheng's fingertips lightly sketched a...