Chapter 51: Sweetness

Last night, Si Qingyu didn’t even know how late they had been up, but in any case, by the time the sky was just starting to brighten, she was already awake, her waist still a bit sore and tired.

She opened her sleepy eyes and looked at the sky outside that was still a bit dark. Just as she was about to stretch, she suddenly remembered that there was someone in her arms.

Si Qingyu was used to being alone, so suddenly having an extra person on the bed made her a bit slow to react.

She tilted her head to look at Luo Shaoxuan, who was tightly wrapped around her with a satisfied expression. At this moment, they were not wearing a single thread, their skin pressed against each other’s skin, their hair intertwined.

She stared at him for a few seconds, never having felt that he was so good-looking before.

Si Qingyu carefully tried to remove the hand on her body, but it only caused the person in her arms to let out a soft moan. She abruptly stopped, but he kept his eyes closed and nuzzled her ear, burying his head in the crook of her neck, still asleep.

Si Qingyu let out a sigh of relief and didn’t dare to move again.

She stared blankly at the wooden carved bed top, and the intimacy of last night and Luo Shaoxuan’s blissful and intoxicated expression began to replay in her mind over and over again. She never thought that she would have such an out-of-control day.

She thought, she had probably fallen for him.

“Wife…”

A hoarse voice that had just woken up came. Si Qingyu tilted her head slightly to look, and saw Luo Shaoxuan opening his sleepy and hazy eyes, looking at her in a daze.

She gently stroked his cheek with the back of her hand, and Luo Shaoxuan narrowed his beautiful eyes in enjoyment, just like a kitten.

Si Qingyu pulled the silk quilt up to cover him better, her voice gentle and moving, “How come you’re awake so early? Go back to sleep for a while.”

He lightly kissed the hand on his face, his high nose bridge rubbing against her earlobe, speaking as if murmuring, “When you’re awake, I’m awake.”

“Sleep a bit more, the sky isn’t light yet. I’ll call you when I’m done making breakfast later.”

Luo Shaoxuan closed his eyes and clung tightly to her, “You sleep too.”

But how could she sleep when she was already awake? Si Qingyu hugged him, stroking his black hair with her slender hands, coaxing, “Sleep.”

When had he ever seen her so gentle and considerate?

Luo Shaoxuan only felt that he was so happy now that his heart was about to melt. He contentedly hooked the corner of his lips and nestled even more into her arms. The two of them stuck tightly together, one coaxing the other to sleep.

Si Qingyu gently patted his back, lowering her eyes to make sure he was asleep before slowly trying to remove the arm around her waist, but he was holding on too tightly and she couldn’t pry it off no matter what.

She leaned her head down to his ear above and coaxed softly, “Shaoxuan, I’m going to make you breakfast. You sleep by yourself first, okay?”

The person in her arms didn’t know whether he was awake or asleep, only rubbing lightly against her a couple of times before slowly releasing his arms.

Si Qingyu slowly lifted the silk quilt. A breeze of cool morning air blew in, and goosebumps instantly appeared on her bare skin. She quickly bent down to pick up the messy wedding dress on the floor and put it on casually before feeling better.

Looking at the red spots all over her body, she couldn’t help but feel her ears heating up. Shaoxuan last night… was really passionate, not even sparing her collarbone.

Si Qingyu put on her own clothes behind the screen. Before leaving, she turned her head to take another look at Luo Shaoxuan sleeping on his side on the bed. The corners of her mouth curved up slightly as she closed the door.

What should they have for breakfast today?

She looked at the kitchen and it seemed that there weren’t many ingredients left after entertaining guests yesterday. Breakfast should be light, so she decided to make some date porridge.

The sky was still a bit dark, so Si Qingyu took out a candle, lit it, and placed it on the table.

In the morning, there was still some mist in the mountains, and even the birds in the forest had not yet woken up. It was quiet and peaceful.

Si Qingyu blew a small fire at the firewood. Smoke seeped out from the roof of the bamboo house, adding vitality to the mountains.

“Cough cough cough” Si Qingyu was choked by the thick smoke and quickly covered her mouth and nose and took a few steps back. Could it be that the firewood was damp, making it so difficult to light?

By the time the porridge was ready, the sky outside had brightened. Si Qingyu brought the porridge to the stone table in the courtyard, planning to call Luo Shaoxuan. She walked to the bedroom and pushed open the door, “Shaoxuan…”

When she looked into the room, Si Qingyu’s voice suddenly choked. She saw that Luo Shaoxuan had already gotten up and was now standing naked by the bed, putting on his clothes unhurriedly.

Seeing her come in, he didn’t avoid her at all. He tilted his head slightly towards her and gave her a charming smile. His jade-like neck was still covered in dense red spots, intentionally or unintentionally exposed towards her. Si Qingyu seemed to see how wanton she had been last night.

Even last night, she hadn’t seen it so clearly. She only felt that her vision had been impacted. Si Qingyu quickly turned her back to him and closed the door, “Why don’t you change clothes behind the screen!”

Luo Shaoxuan leisurely put on his inner garments, looking indifferent, “There are only the two of us, husband and wife, in this room. Why do I need to go over there to change?”

She didn’t know if it was her illusion, but she felt that he emphasized the words “husband and wife” heavily.

However, what he said indeed made sense. Si Qingyu cleared her throat, “I cooked some date porridge. Come out when you’re done changing.”

Just as she was about to open the door, she was hugged from behind. Luo Shaoxuan hugged her, seeming to pout and act coquettishly, “Last night you said how much you liked me, how come today you don’t even want to look at me?”

He made it sound like she was a heartless scoundrel who pulled up her pants and didn’t acknowledge him after eating.

“Shaoxuan… Can you put on your clothes first?”

But Luo Shaoxuan didn’t care and forcibly turned her around, “Why don’t you look at me while talking?”

Even with his inner garments on, the marks on his neck were still very obvious. Si Qingyu tried her best to keep her gaze on his face, the corner of her mouth a bit stiff, “Hurry and get dressed…”

Before she could finish, his finger pressed on her lips, stopping the words that were about to come out. Luo Shaoxuan looked at her with a deep and scorching gaze, “Wife, will you tie my hair for me?”

As soon as she heard him call her that, she couldn’t help but think of last night. The more blissful it was, the more enchanting and alluring he sounded. Si Qingyu’s face turned slightly red as she took his finger off, looking at his head of black hair and nodding, “Alright.” She walked to the bronze mirror, picked up the wooden comb, and turned around to see him still standing there, “Come over quickly.”

Luo Shaoxuan instantly smiled radiantly and walked over to sit in front of her.

Si Qingyu picked up a handful of ink-black hair and slowly combed it with the wooden comb. Even though he had just gotten up, his black hair was still very smooth without a single tangle. She combed the hair from the front to the back and took out a light-colored hair tie from the box on the dressing table to tie it up.

The person in front only quietly gazed at the woman with gentle brows and eyes behind him through the bronze mirror, his heartbeat getting faster and faster. The love and possessiveness in his eyes seemed to be about to gush out and completely drown her.

Si Qingyu didn’t notice the turbulence in his eyes. She gently swept the hair on his shoulders to the back with her fingers, put down the wooden comb, placed her hands on his shoulders, and looked at the man in the bronze mirror, “Done, see if you’re satisfied?”

Luo Shaoxuan lowered his eyelids slightly, his long eyelashes concealing the turbulence in his eyes. He took the hand on his shoulder and rubbed it with his lips, his voice slightly hoarse, “As long as it’s something you do for me, no matter what it is, I’m satisfied and happy.”

The man sitting in front of the bronze mirror raised his head and looked at the woman behind him with eyes full of adoration, while the woman also lowered her eyes and stared at him steadily. It was like a still painting, the air filled with an amorous atmosphere.

Looking at the undisguised love in his eyes, Si Qingyu only felt her heart heating up. She pressed her hand against the back of his head and leaned down to give him a deep good morning kiss.

Luo Shaoxuan responded passionately, his fingers slowly reaching for her collar, but just as he touched it, he was grabbed. Si Qingyu panted and released his lips, looking at his equally panting and flushed face, “It’s time for breakfast.”

He lightly bit her chin, his beautiful eyes brimming with autumn water, “Mm.”

“Then hurry and get dressed. Come out when you’re done.” Si Qingyu let go of him and went out of the bedroom first.

Luo Shaoxuan hooked the corners of his mouth in a sweet smile, watching the doorway and licking the moisture off his lips.

Outside the door, the morning breeze blew, and the heat on Si Qingyu’s face slowly dissipated. She walked to the stone table and looked down at her hands. In the end, she couldn’t resist bringing them to her nose and sniffing. She didn’t know what Luo Shaoxuan used to wash his hair, but the fragrance was really pleasant.

Si Qingyu felt that her actions at this moment were a bit subtle, sniffing her own hands with a dazed expression. It was really…

She shook her head to get rid of the messy thoughts in her mind and walked to the table. Just as she finished serving the porridge, she saw Luo Shaoxuan coming out of the room. Even though he was already dressed, the red spots on his neck were still exceptionally eye-catching.

The corner of Si Qingyu’s mouth twitched, “Come and drink the porridge quickly.”

Luo Shaoxuan walked over gracefully and sat down at the stone table, lifting his light purple plain robe slightly. He looked at her, “Are you going to the medical hall today?”

“I won’t go for the next two days. If there’s anything, Sixi will come find me.” She placed the chopsticks in his hand and pushed the side dishes towards him, “If you want to go out for a stroll or buy something, I’ll accompany you.”

Luo Shaoxuan shook his head, looking at her with a rather ambiguous smile, “Today is our wedding day. I don’t want to go anywhere. I just want you to accompany me here…” He even elongated the last word, with a deep meaning.

Unfortunately, Si Qingyu, who was thinking about matters at the medical hall, didn’t catch the deeper meaning and only nodded indifferently.

Seeing that she seemed a bit perfunctory, Luo Shaoxuan’s eyes darkened, but they warmed up again when the side dish was suddenly placed in his bowl. A sense of grievance welled up in his heart. He really didn’t like how she had ignored him just now.

Si Qingyu was slightly stunned. He was fine just now, so what happened? “What’s wrong with you?”

“Wife, can you accompany me in the room all day today?”

“Is it not good in the courtyard?” Si Qingyu looked at him, not understanding. Why did it have to be in the room?

However, she saw the person beside her hook the corner of his mouth in a shy smile, his eyes flashing with an eager light, “If wife is willing… it’s also fine.”

Anyway, there was no one else around.

“……” If Si Qingyu still didn’t understand the meaning after seeing his appearance, she would have lived two lifetimes in vain. She sighed heavily, “Shaoxuan, overindulgence is not good for the body.”

“But we’ve only been married for a day.”

Si Qingyu struggled, “But it’s daytime now, wait…”

Luo Shaoxuan directly sat beside her, leaning close, his gaze sticky, “I want it all the time. Don’t you want me?” His eyes were like hooks, his fingers lightly tapping on her chin, “Last night, you clearly liked it so much.”

Si Qingyu didn’t know how to answer. Her waist was still a bit sore now.

She helplessly grabbed his mischievous hand, “Let’s eat breakfast first.”