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Chapter 184: The Moon Hangs on the Indus

Que Wu gently put Wen Jiaojiao on the bed, and then Wen Jiaojiao watched Que Wu reach out to untie the belt of the wedding dress.

Looking at Que Wu's movements, Wen Jiaojiao was lying on the bed, feeling like a dead fish at this moment, and his head gradually went blank.

What to do next?

Although this wedding dress is much lighter than ordinary ones, it has a complicated design. The Que Wutui wedding dress drives the various hangings on it and makes a crisp sound of jingling bells.

After taking off the wedding clothes, Que Wu was left with a pure white singlet. He usually didn't like to wear too thick clothes, so this wedding clothes was the thickest and conservative clothes he had ever worn.

Que Wu threw the wedding dress in his hand on the shelf aside and turned to look at Wen Jiaojiao.

Wen Jiaojiao looked at Que Wu's gaze, tremblingly pulled the quilt aside, and then covered herself with it.

She didn't know what she was doing, it was completely subconscious.

Que Wu looked at her with a smile, sat on the edge of the bed and lifted her quilt.

"Why are you still wearing your wedding dress? Don't you panic when you sleep?"

In the afternoon, Que Wu wanted to help Wen Jiaojiao take off her wedding dress and headdress, but he didn't move because he was afraid of waking her up.

Que Wu reached out and took off Wen Jiaojiao's clothes. Wen Jiaojiao suddenly sat up, "I...I will do it myself!"

With that said, Wen Jiaojiao reached out to take off her wedding dress, but she needed Yuzhu and the others to help her put it on. She couldn't take it off even after taking it off for a long time, and the straps on her back were torn by her.

Tangled.

Que Wu grabbed her hurried hand and patiently and carefully unbuttoned the belt for her little by little, and then tied the knot at the back.

When the wedding dress came off Wen Jiaojiao's body, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief, and her body felt much more relaxed.

Que Wu also took off the many headdresses on her head one by one, and the black hair hung down like a waterfall.

Que Wu put his hand on the back of Wen Jiaojiao's head, slid his fingers, stared at Wen Jiaojiao and said softly: "Sleep?"

Wen Jiaojiao: Which sleep is this? Is it the sleep she wants?

Wen Jiaojiao's nervous throat was dry and he couldn't say a word for a long time. He just looked at Que Wu.

The two looked at each other for a while, then Que Wu came over and pressed his forehead against Wen Jiaojiao's, his voice was magnetic and slightly hoarse: "Want to try it?"

Que Wu's breath with a slight aroma of wine sprayed on Wen Jiaojiao's face. She thought that he must have drank anti-hangover soup when he came back. After drinking for a long time, the smell of alcohol on his body was also very light.

He was not drunk, but Wen Jiaojiao felt like he was getting drunk.

Wen Jiaojiao was wrapped in Que Wu's aura, and the temperature between the two was rising invisibly.

Wen Jiaojiao raised his head and moved, their noses touched together and their throats rolled at the same time.

"I...I have no experience..." I was a little scared.

Que Wu laughed softly, the laughter was filled with endearment, and his warm ears felt numb as he listened.

"Silly girl, neither do I."

Que Wu kissed Wen Jiaojiao's lips, his amber eyes looking at Wen Jiaojiao were filled with a layer of water, he was seeking Wen Jiaojiao's consent.

Wen Jiaojiao's breathing became a little heavy. Looking at Que Wu's expectant eyes, Wen Jiaojiao reached out and touched Que Wu's cheek, and followed it to his neck.

Unknowingly, the two of them were very close, and Que Wu put his hand on Wen Jiaojiao's lower back at some point, following her movements and quietly driving her towards him.

Que Wu was too tall, so he sat on the edge of the bed, while Wen Jiaojiao knelt and stood on the bed in order to be at eye level with him, making her slightly taller than Que Wu.

Que Wu deliberately placed Wen Jiaojiao in an upper position so that she would not feel oppressed by his tall body.

Que Wu's hands wandered on Wen Jiaojiao's back. When Wen Jiaojiao's hand was placed on his neck, Que Wu got the answer. With a gentle movement of his hand, he brought Wen Jiaojiao into his arms.

Wen Jiaojiao knelt on Que Wu's thigh and put his hands on Que Wu's shoulders.

When Que Wu brought Wen Jiaojiao over, he easily loosened the belt of her tunic. As soon as she moved, the smooth material of the tunic fell halfway down, revealing her shoulders that were as white and round as night pearls.

Que Wu hugged Wen Jiaojiao with both hands, and the two of them pressed together tightly.

Wen Jiaojiao held Que Wu's face, looked down at him, and said in a soft and hoarse voice, "Then... let's try..."

After hearing this, Que Wu raised his head and kissed her red lips.

There was a soft rustle and all the clothes fell off.

It was obvious that the indoor temperature was suitable for warmth, and his warm body was shaking like fallen leaves in the autumn wind.

Que Wu's body was no longer blocked by clothes, and the temperature was as hot as a burning furnace. Wen Jiaojiao was both afraid to get closer and wanted to get closer.

Feeling Wen Jiaojiao's fear, Que Wu helped Wen Jiaojiao lift her up, turned her over lightly, and he was lying on the bed.

Before Wen Jiaojiao could react, he was sitting on Que Wu.

Wen Jiaojiao looked at Que Wu's eyes from bottom to top, and was filled with shame. His whole body turned red, he gathered up the last piece of thin clothing on his body, and leaned over to cover Que Wu's eyes.

Que Wu smiled and grabbed the gauze curtain beside the bed and pulled off a piece of cloth with a little force, then covered his eyes with the cloth strip, "I won't look, you can do it yourself."

hiss......

Wen Jiaojiao looked at Que Wu who took the initiative to cover his eyes. Those eyes that had never dared to glance around could finally appreciate Que Wu's beautiful, ahem...

Que Wu felt warm fingers poking his chest, and he couldn't help laughing.

No, if we don't continue this wedding night properly, we really can't continue.

Que Wu said hoarsely: "Little Moon, did you really not feel it?"

Wen Jiaojiao coughed quietly, her voice as thin as a mosquito: "You pressed me hard and didn't feel anything."

Wen Jiaojiao just sat on him, but dared not move even if she wanted to. Que Wu supported her, seemingly without exerting any force, but she was not allowed to run away even if she wanted to.

Even if Que Wu put her on top, she still wouldn't dare.

Asked her why she didn't dare. The main reason was that the difference between the two of them was a bit big... She was scared even if she wanted to try.

Then the only one who feels uncomfortable now is Que Wu.

Seeing the beads of sweat breaking out on Que Wuren's skin, Wen Jiaojiao felt that it would be a bit unkind if he backed down now.

Que Wu sighed and decided not to pretend to be a gentleman anymore. If he endured it at this time, he would be ruined.

Wen Jiaojiao spun around and was turned over and pressed down.

Que Wu pushed her up and said hoarsely: "I'll help you first."

The gentle breeze blew tonight, and the sycamore flowers fell all over the yard, causing the jingling of the crescent jade pendants to cover up the intermittent sounds in the house.

The crescent jade pendant moved with the wind, hanging on the sycamore tree and swaying. The wind chimes on it made a sweet sound, softening the night. After a while, it started to rain outside, and it stopped for a while. The rain on the sycamore tree

Water drops fell on the crescent jade pendant. The crescent jade pendant swayed on the branches of the sycamore tree, and the rainwater dripped on the crescent jade pendant and fell to the ground.

The wind chimes rang all night, and the rain knocked down many sycamore flowers.

It was getting brighter outside, and the two of them hugged each other and fell asleep after a tiring night.

Wen Jiaojiao huddled in the warm embrace, held by Que Wu's furnace-like body, and she slept the warmest sleep ever.

It wasn't until the sky was bright and the sun was three high that Wen Jiaojiao slowly woke up.

As soon as I woke up, I met those gentle amber eyes.

Que Wu kissed her forehead and said, "Are you awake?"

Wen Jiaojiao looked at him for a long time, raised a smile and said, "Wake up."

His voice was hoarse than before.

Que Wu hugged her tightly and said, "Thank you for your hard work."

Wen Jiaojiao's ears turned red, she laughed out loud while burying herself in his arms, poking his chest with her finger and saying, "It's more difficult for you."

Being able to do that, from this most intimate thing, Wen Jiaojiao could feel that Que Wu really loved her.

With his gentleness and patience, Wen Jiaojiao's fear of this kind of thing has dissipated, and what remains is silent happiness.

It seems that it's not as uncomfortable as Grandma's aunt said when she quietly pulled her back.

Nor did she suffer any pain from what others said.

But, it's really a bit...well...amazing...

[Author's digression]: Hey hey hey~ The rocking car is here (please swipe your card to get on the car!)

Piao Piao, where did my Piao Piao go!


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