Super Sweet, 100\% Honeymoon-Chapter 797 - 794 Possession (3)
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Even though it was already late autumn. ๐๐๐ฎ๐๐๐๐๐ท๐๐ซ๐๐ก.๐๐ธ๐ถ
It only took a few minutes for both of them to be drenched in sweat.
Who knows how much time had passed...
The bed was incredibly soft, and Xiyan sank deeply into it as if she had no bones, bearing everything.
"You bastard, ugh... thatโs enough! I canโt take it anymore!"
The boss surprisingly paused obediently, leaned close to her ear, and said in a husky voice, "Enough? Hmm?"
Xiyan nodded desperately, "Enough, really..."
"But..." Ou Jue let out a deep chuckle, "Iโm not done yet."
"Ah!" Xiyan screamed, "Ou Jue! You! You!!"
She wanted to cryโhow on earth could someone have such stamina? Why?!
Xiyan was completely out of energy, her upper body slumped against his chest, her mouth softly letting out a mix of hums and gasps.
Unexpectedly, at that moment, Ou Jue reached out his arm.
With a crisp "click," the bedside lamp instantly lit up.
The surroundings were suddenly bathed in warm, orange light.
From beginning until now, the lights had always been off.
With this sudden illumination, their outlines became clear; they could see each otherโs unreserved honesty.
Xiyan, blushing furiously, closed her eyes tightly out of embarrassment. "Why... why did you turn the light on?"
Up until just now, everything relied on imagination.
With vision suddenly restored, it was an overwhelming thrill.
"Huh... uh..." Xiyan lifted her head and whimpered, "Ou Jue..."
He gazed at her and said, "Call me husband."
"Husband, I canโt, I really canโt... please stop..."
Ou Jueโs breath quickened, his large hand cupped the back of Xiyanโs head, and he suddenly claimed her lips in a fierce kiss.
...This is where I draw a modest veil...
Xiyan lay on the bed, gasping for breath. When she woke up, she found it was only nine in the evening.
She had only slept for half an hour.
It felt like her body was about to fall apart.
Xiyan shot a resentful glance at Ou Jue.
This guyโhe had been at it since the afternoon and carried on into the evening!!
How could someone have such stamina?!
The most outrageous part was that she felt she was about to be drained dry, yet Ou Jue...
Why did he still seem so composed and unflustered!
Ou Jue held two bags in his handsโfood heโd had someone buy.
Two bowls of congee and a few side dishes.
He placed the items on the bedside table, and the ever-imposing boss picked up a bowl of congee nonchalantly, sitting beside the bed. "Get up and eat something before you sleep."
"Hmph," Xiyan pouted and tugged at the blanket in defiance.
"Looks like you donโt want to eat food but might be craving something else?"
"Youโre awful! All you ever do is bully me! Squeezing me dryโIโm practically dead!"
"Youโre my wife. If I donโt squeeze you, who should I squeeze?"
"Youโ"
He actually said that with such brazen confidence?
"Be good." Ou Jue pulled away the blanket. "Eat and refuel. Only then will you have the energy to continue letting me drain you, hmm?"
AAAAHHHH, Iโm not listening; Iโm not listening.
This isnโt my boss.
Why had he turned into a shameless rascal the moment he got into bed?!
Xiyan leaned against the headboard as Ou Jue sat beside her with the congee, feeding her personally.
Spoonful by spoonful.
And Xiyan, like an empress from ancient times, enjoyed Ou Jueโs "royal service."
A few bites down, and she felt comforted.
Xiyan deliberately provoked him, "I feel like an empress from the olden days, and youโre just my little eunuch."
Ou Jueโs feeding hand paused slightly, his gaze narrowing as he looked at her. "What did you just call me?"
Uh-oh.
Xiyan shrunk her neck in retreat.
The young man tilted her chin upward. "You idiot, are you trying to provoke me?"
"Well, yeah," Xiyan backed down but still muttered quietly.
Ou Jue stared at her for a moment. "Heh."
Then he calmly picked up the bowl, stirring the steaming congee elegantly with the spoon. "Empress, eunuch. Xia Xiyan, just you wait. Later, donโt end up crying."
The implication couldnโt be more obvious.
If he did it again, Xiyanโs waist might genuinely snap!
"No, no!" Xiyan quickly shook her head, looking all obedient as she opened her mouth. "Letโs just keep eating congee."
The young manโs eyes overflowed with affection, his gaze lowering tenderly. "Idiot."
After finishing the food, the two of them cuddled on the bed.
Xiyan blinked a few times and tilted her head to look at the stunning young man lying next to her.
She felt... it was truly unbelievable.
She and Ou Jue... were genuinely together now...
Her heart was full to the brim.
Flipping over, Xiyan tightly hugged him. "Ou Jue..."
"Hmm," he murmured as he shifted his position low in response.
"Honestly, it hurt a bit earlier..."
Ou Jue pressed her head against his chest, his chin resting on her small crown. "Remember this painโitโs a kind only I can give you."
"......" What?? Could he be any less of a tactless brute?!
Ou Jue suddenly leaned down, gently kissing her hair, his voice deep and gravelly. "I couldnโt hold back."
"Hold back for what?"
"Sorry," Ou Jue tightened his arms around her body. "Whenever I touch you, I canโt hold back. Next time... Iโll be gentler."
Xiyanโs cheeks flushed lightly. She rubbed her face against his chest and murmured shyly, "Your timing was too long..."
Ou Jue chuckled silently. "If it doesnโt last long, how could I make you feel good?"
AAAAHHHHHH.
Xiyan was so flustered by Ou Jueโs teasing that her heart practically melted into a puddle.
This guyโhe was always cold, noble, and untouchable in everyone elseโs eyes.
But with her, he had totally transformed!
Now, two out of every three sentences he spoke were to flirt with her.
"S-stop talking already!" Xiyanโs ears burned crimson.
Ou Jue caught her small hand and brought it to his lips for a soft kiss. "Because itโs my first time too. Next time... Iโll make it even better for you."
(Did this Chapter feel long to anyone? Because the previous Chapter had a slight issue, I combined the word count from Chapters 2 and 3 into this one. No content was skipped; I hope thatโs clear.)
