We didn't know where the dim light came from, but it quietly spilled into the room, illuminating the outlines of some objects. In the distance, we heard the faint barking of a dog. We didn't know when it happened.
The mosquito net moved a few times, and the naked arm of the woman stretched out. Her fingers reached for the wooden mat in front of the bed. There were all kinds of clothes scattered on the mat. The room was very dark. After a while, she picked up a piece of clothing and retracted it behind the mosquito net.
Perhaps she didn't want to wake up other people, so she didn't move too much and didn't make too much noise. After a while, the hand came out of the mosquito net, and the piece of clothing fell back to the wooden mat. This movement seemed a little dejected. In the dim light, we could see that it was a dudou. It had a blue background with red lotus flowers. As a symbol of a woman's privacy, this piece of clothing seemed to have the purity and clarity of a young girl, exuding an ancient feeling.
However, the belt was broken, and there was a dead knot in the middle, so it wasn't easy to wear. Perhaps that was why the hand let it go in a dejected manner. After a while, the hand moved again. This time, it found another piece of clothing and quietly pulled it back into the mosquito net.
After a moment of silence, there was a rustling sound. Then, the mosquito net was pushed open again. This time, a pair of white, slender feet stretched out and gently landed on the wooden mat. The tip of her toes touched the ground, and the mosquito net was pushed open again. Now, we could see that the woman was sitting up.
She was wearing a loose robe, and she was only holding it with one hand. Her long hair was disheveled and languid, and she used her hand to push it back. She lowered her head and looked for the position of her embroidered shoes on the wooden mat. It took her a lot of effort to find them. When she was about to stand up, she frowned and sat back down while clutching her abdomen.
In this quiet environment, the woman pursed her lips. Then, she puffed up her cheeks and finally stood up. She took a deep breath, turned around, and squatted down to pick up the clothes on the ground. At this moment, she was only wearing a robe and embroidered shoes, and her naked body was occasionally exposed. Even she herself didn't quite understand why she picked up the clothes on the floor. She just picked them up and placed them on the chair in front of the desk. Then, she turned around and opened her cabinet. She fumbled around and found a new undergarment and dress.
There was only a faint light in the room, but according to her past memories, it was not difficult to find her dress. But after finding it, she just hugged it in front of her and looked back at the bed, as if considering whether to put it on or not. In the end, he only placed it on the bedside cabinet, turned around, found a match, and quietly blew it to light the oil lamp.
She tried her best to cover the light with her body. She walked to the cabinet that had just been moved in and carefully found a few clothes. She blew out the oil lamp and placed the man's clothes on top of her own dress. After doing this, she sat back down on the bed, took off her embroidered shoes, and retreated back onto the bed.
This was her embroidered bed, and everything was very familiar. But tonight, a man invaded her world for the first time. But she didn't hate it. She somewhat liked it. She sat there and looked at the silhouette in the darkness. She lifted the quilt and prepared to lie down again. But after thinking for a while, she took off the robe wrapped around her body and lay down on the other side of the quilt. She held the robe in her hand and finally reached out through the mosquito net to throw it on the side of the bed.
A warm feeling enveloped her from the side. She wasn't wearing any clothes. Then, her calves touched her husband's body in the quilt, and she moved slightly. Ever since she was a child, ever since she became a young girl, ever since she understood the concept of chastity, shyness, and that men and women shouldn't touch each other, this was the first time she was lying naked with a man. She even tried to make this concept a matter of course.
It felt as if she belonged to someone. In front of this person, the rules of the past no longer applied …
In fact, she didn't understand why she went out to do those things. She also didn't understand why she still had to take off her clothes when she fell asleep again. Maybe she could put it on, but in her heart, she didn't want her Husband to know that she had woken up at night.
She turned sideways and turned in the direction of her husband's sleeping body. In the darkness, she could only see a silhouette, but she could clearly feel the heat emitted from his body under the quilt. So, she lowered her head under the quilt and quietly leaned over there until their bodies touched slightly. However, in the next moment, her husband seemed to feel her. He turned his body slightly and hugged her just like that.
Their skin touched each other.
She curled up and didn't dare to move. No matter what, she still felt shy when her mind was slightly awake. Maybe she would be hugged by her husband like this until dawn … My clothes are just next to me. Should I put on a bellyband later? Her mind was buzzing and she didn't dare to move her body … Maybe I like hugging someone … Sometimes, a hazy thought flashed through her mind …
Finally … I'm husband and wife with my Husband. It will always be like this in the future …
Just like that, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he fell asleep in the other party's arms …
*****
When he woke up, the sky was slightly bright and it was drizzling outside.
The woman who was his wife was sleeping in his arms. The woman who usually gave people a sense of sharpness was now as docile as a child. Her body was full of vitality, soft and warm, and it was very comfortable to hold. Ning Yi rarely had such a feeling. He felt that he could feel warmth on a psychological level when he hugged someone, or it could be said that he had never felt this way before.
In the past … It seemed like a long, long time ago in his life, he had never lacked women. When he was young, he might have crazily sought this kind of pleasure and excitement. There were years when he was very interested in it. That period of time was very blurry, but he didn't feel this way at that time. It seemed that he was too busy, and later, he just wanted to solve his physiological needs.
Among his friends, there were also very licentious people who fooled around with four or five or more women at the same time, like this and that. It was very troublesome and boring. If he hugged three or four naked women at the same time, he would probably only feel that they were very heavy. It was enough to have one to solve his physiological needs, and it was meaningless to have more. Unrestrained * * would only make people feel tired, and it might even distract them from their work. Although one of the bad habits of men was that they would constantly flaunt their ability in this area, they would still be tired.
He had almost never fallen in love, except for the occasional memories of some feelings from his youth. But the accounts were actually very clear. Whether it was a one-night stand or a high-class * *, they could give you anything you want in one night. But to really pursue a woman, he needed to put in a lot of effort, which would distract him, and sometimes even cause him pain. Later on, when it came to business, it involved hundreds of millions of dollars, which was not worth it and had little chance of success. So in the end, he didn't even look for one-night stands, because it was inevitable that the other party would want to go further. After encountering such situations several times and seeing those women cry and pester him, he only chose those deals that were done with money and goods.
Some people said that the desire for power or control would often override feelings such as lust, because after the material conditions were met, the latter was too easy to satisfy. Maybe it made sense, and he was too lazy to think about it, but he rarely felt that hugging someone like this had much meaning. But now, he really felt that the feeling of hugging his wife was very good.
In this ancient and simple world, it could indeed make him forget many things of the past. That world existed a thousand years in the future, and even if he hugged the other party, he could only feel his own temperature. Admittedly, part of it was caused by himself, but … was this a good start?
With such thoughts floating in his mind, he hugged his wife and slept for a while before he decided to get up. In theory, he should be sleeping outside, but he didn't know why he was inside, so he tried to sneak out as quietly as possible. When he saw the clothes placed beside the bed, he couldn't help but smile.
It was time to go to the courtyard next door to take a bath. As for Tan'Er, Chan'Er and the others outside would help take care of everything. Now that the situation was special, and everyone was living together for the first time, this wife was a little shy in this aspect. So, the blood-stained white cloth on the bed, as well as the sheets that also needed to be changed, would be taken care of by them first. There was no need for him to get involved.
In fact, thinking about last night, it was also quite tiring. After all, it was his wife's first time. She closed her eyes and looked like she was ready to be killed. He tried his best to make her relax, and when he went in later, she was probably still in pain. He paid attention to her emotions, and naturally, he couldn't care too much about himself. Virgins were really troublesome. However, she was in pain, and he was tired, so the couple was considered even. He spent so much effort, and his wife shouldn't have any trauma in the future.
He originally thought that his wife was shy, and if he went out like this, she would either pretend to be asleep or really fall asleep, and there wouldn't be too much trouble. However, when he was about to leave, he heard a soft voice from the other side, "Husband."
He turned his head to look, but Su Tan'Er had already woken up. Her hand was holding the edge of the quilt, and she was lying there looking at him. She smiled and said softly, "Good morning."
This was the way Ning Yi often greeted her in the past. Hearing her say this, Ning Yi couldn't help but be stunned, then he smiled and nodded.
"Good morning …"
This day was the sixth day of the eleventh month of the eighth year of the Wu Dynasty. It had been a year and a half since Ning Yi and Su Tan'Er got married. At this time, the feeling of home finally came between the husband and wife. It had been winter for a long time, and the weather was falling fast. In a few days, the first snow would fall, and Jiangning City would truly enter the long winter period.
On the other side of the courtyard, the charred remains of the small building stood there, and for the time being, it was not easy to move. In the bedroom on this side, Ning Yi's things had finally been mixed with Su Tan'Er's things. For the time being, the room was already a little crowded, but at least for this winter, no one considered changing rooms.
In the spring of next year, they planned to do a large scale construction in the courtyard, and with the addition of this small building, it would completely create a new layout. Recently, Ning Yi and Su Tan'Er had also discussed this matter, and they also asked Chan'er, Juan'er, and Xing'er to come up with some ideas. At night, the five of them lit a fireplace in the living room. The warm atmosphere was the same as before. Of course, Chan 'er and the others already knew that the relationship between the young miss and the son-in-law had progressed. When they were together, they would naturally joke around more intimately with each other. It was not a problem.
Occasionally, Xiaochan felt a little lonely and envious, but more than that, she was happy for the two most important relatives. Ning Yi and Su Tan'Er treated her no differently than usual. Of course, she also understood that the young miss and the son-in-law had just progressed, and it was impossible for the son-in-law to take her as a wife now. Occasionally, when she felt envious, she would secretly say to the bronze mirror in front of the dressing table in the room, "Xiaochan, don't be anxious, it's a lifetime thing …" Then she pursed her lips to encourage herself.
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