Wang Youbao watched Li Wuyu smile for a long while before taking out a handkerchief and prying open her sweaty hand to wipe the sweat from her palm. His movements were gentle and tender.
It tickled Li Wuyu’s heart more than if he were actually tickling her.
It felt as if a feather was lightly brushing across the tip of her heart—ticklish, yet she found herself wanting more.
"Wuyu, I will be good to you," Wang Youbao suddenly said.
Li Wuyu immediately nodded vigorously with joy, "Mhm! Baobao, I trust you!"
Li Wuyu was naturally beautiful, but dressed as a bride today, she looked especially charming and alluring. Now, with her bright smile, she was radiant like the warm sun, and Wang Youbao couldn’t help but be mesmerized.
His hand, which had been wiping the sweat from her palm, froze.
Wang Youbao’s gaze involuntarily settled on Li Wuyu’s gorgeous lips and, without any control over himself, he leaned in closer and closer to her.
At first, Li Wuyu instinctively leaned back a bit, but then realizing what Wang Youbao intended, her face turned a deep shade of red. Yet she didn’t turn away; instead, she held her position, waiting for Wang Youbao to come closer.
When Wang Youbao’s lips touched Li Wuyu’s, feeling the softness and warmth of her lips, he realized what he had done, and his face too turned beet red.
He wanted to pull away quickly from Li Wuyu’s lips, but he found himself unwilling to do so.
But in the end, he pulled away.
Only because he felt he had been somewhat presumptuous.
The moment his lips parted from Li Wuyu’s, Wang Youbao looked away, not daring to look at her.
Li Wuyu also didn’t dare to look at Wang Youbao. Today, he had held her hand, kissed her; they were both her firsts...
The pair shared one thing in common; their faces were flushed red.
Both Wang Youbao and Li Wuyu thought about extinguishing the bright red wedding candles, hoping that in the darkness they wouldn’t be so nervous and shy. However, because it was their wedding night, the candles could not be extinguished. Thus, the thought had barely arisen before they dismissed it.
The two sat in silence for a long while.
Eventually, as the night grew late and they could delay no longer, Wang Youbao mustered his courage and said, "Wuyu, I... I... I will be gentle."
Li Wuyu, her face just having recovered from blushing, immediately flushed again upon hearing his words, yet she still nodded faintly, "Mhm..."
The next day, An Jing and Xiao Changyi, along with their four children, were having breakfast in the Wang Family’s Guest Room, planning to go home after the meal.
As they were eating, through the wide-open door, An Jing saw Wang Youbao and Li Wuyu, the newlyweds, walking towards them. Neither of them spoke to the other or held hands, simply walking side by side. Yet as they walked, they would occasionally smile sweetly at one another.
Seeing Wang Youbao and Li Wuyu so happy, An Jing truly felt joy for them.
One was her friend, the other her disciple; she sincerely wished them well.
"Master, Master’s Husband, Baobao and I heard from the servants that you’ll be leaving after breakfast. Why not stay a little longer? It won’t be too late to go back after having lunch today, too," implored Li Wuyu even before she entered the room, addressing An Jing and Xiao Changyi inside the guest room.
An Jing, with a smile on her face, did not reply to Li Wuyu, but instead said to Wang Youbao who walked in with her, "Youbao, now that Wuyu has married you, you need to take better care of her. It’s not appropriate for her to talk to her master and the master’s husband , without respect for their seniority."