Chapter 1970 - 1972: Drinking Wedding Wine

Chapter 1970: Chapter 1972: Drinking Wedding Wine

It was already dark.

Many of the decorations in the room were red, illuminated by the crimson candles, rendering the room a vibrant red, perfectly complementing such a festive atmosphere.

Yang Qiu, dressed in red, sat on the kang, nervously waiting for Wang Kui.

Her ears were also listening to the sounds outside, which were becoming less and less noisy. Yang Qiu knew that it meant the guests were gradually leaving.

She thought that Wang Kui should be returning soon.

"Creak!" The sound of the door opening rang out.

Yang Qiu’s heart pounded as she looked towards the door, seeing Wang Kui enter in his bright red wedding attire. She bashfully spoke, "Husband, you’re back?"

To Wang Kui, Yang Qiu’s voice sounded especially pleasant at this moment, like that of a nightingale, particularly the way she called him husband—it made his heart ripple.

"Mm." He responded, closing the door and latching it.

"Has everyone left?" Yang Qiu asked.

"Mm, most have gone. Just the brothers from the Escort Agency are left to clean up the courtyard; the rest have basically returned home," Wang Kui replied, walking up to Yang Qiu.

Yang Qiu started to feel shy again, lowering her head, not knowing what to say.

Wang Kui also didn’t know what to say at that moment. He looked around the room, glowing red, thinking the atmosphere was great, but he also knew he couldn’t rush.

So he walked to the table and poured two glasses of wine.

Holding the glasses, he walked back to Yang Qiu, handing her one, "Let’s first drink the wedding wine."

"Mm." Yang Qiu agreed, taking the glass.

The two linked arms, drinking this wine that symbolized happiness.

After drinking, Wang Kui took the glasses, placed them on the table, and sat down in front of Yang Qiu again.

Reaching out to grasp Yang Qiu’s hand, he looked at her and said something that even he felt was unbearably mushy, "Wife, I’ve wanted to marry you for a long time."

Yang Qiu, naturally shy, since meeting Wang Kui, had felt shy countless times, and when facing Wang Kui, her face was almost always burning hot; it was rarely normal.

Now, hearing such words made Yang Qiu’s face flush even more, and she lowered her head to hide her embarrassment.

Seeing Yang Qiu like this, Wang Kui couldn’t take it anymore and just wanted to pounce on her, thinking a big guy like him shouldn’t be saying such sappy things like a woman.

Having drunk all day, although he controlled himself not to drink too much, he was still somewhat tipsy.

So Wang Kui just did it, directly pushing Yang Qiu down.

The sudden action startled Yang Qiu, who couldn’t help but let out a sound, "Ah."

Wang Kui’s lips directly moved towards Yang Qiu’s lips.

Scared stiff, Yang Qiu’s body tensed up, but as Wang Kui continued, she began to relax and gradually started to respond to his kiss.

This action only further aroused Wang Kui’s interest; unsatisfied with just kissing, one of his large hands started reaching for Yang Qiu’s clothes.

Kissed into a shiver, Yang Qiu suddenly felt a large hand roaming over her skin.

She became somewhat afraid, worried that her scars would be seen.

She opened her eyes, somewhat wanting to push Wang Kui’s embrace away.

But Wang Kui didn’t stop, only saying, "Don’t be afraid."

The large hand brushed over her scars, pulling Yang Qiu out of her lovestruck state, making her struggle harder, tears welling in the corners of her eyes.