Song Yueqin snorted coldly, "You still know? I thought you forgot!"
"I didn’t forget! How would I dare to forget?"
"Your mom doesn’t even want me anymore, why should I go back?" Song Yueqin harbored grudges about what had just happened.
"You are the wife I married, and you are to live with me, not with my mother! Won’t you come back with me? Tonight, I am all yours; you can do whatever you want with me!" Qin Fen pleaded and tried to ingratiate himself with Song Yuqin.
Seeing him so submissively pleasing, Song Yueqin was satisfied, "Alright, that’s what you said!"
"I said it. But there’s one thing, you’re not allowed to call me a son of a bitch anymore!"
"Fine. If you don’t provoke me, I won’t curse at you!"
Qin Fen had coaxed his wife into coming back, and upon entering the yard, he saw that the light was still on in Qin Jian’s room.
He walked to the window and said, "Brother, we’re back! If you’re tired, you should go to sleep early."
After his words fell, the light in Qin Jian’s room went out.
Qin Fen and Song Yueqin returned to their room, where Song Yueqin began to order Qin Fen around to fetch her foot-washing water, make the bed, and knead her legs and waist.
After bossing Qin Fen around for a good while, she tossed him two hundred yuan, "Take this! This is my real dowry! If you treat me well later, I assure you my mom won’t let you down!"
"Alright. I’ll listen to you." Having gotten his hands on some money after the wedding, Qin Fen couldn’t be happier.
"That’s good," Song Yueqin stretched languidly, satisfied, "Let’s go to bed! Today has totally exhausted me!"
"No, my dear wife! Today is our big wedding day! How can you just go to sleep ?" Qin Fen said as he took off his clothes and crawled into Song Yueqin’s blanket, "I’ve been holding back for so long; tonight you’ve got to let me have a good time, right?"
"Then hurry up. I’m already tired!" Song Yueqin said.
Qin Fen chuckled, "How can this be rushed? You have to savor it slowly! I’ll definitely take good care of you tonight and make sure once I start, you won’t be able to stop because you’ll be feeling so good."
Song Yueqin rolled her eyes at him, "All talk, huh?"
"Don’t believe me? Let’s give it a try and see!" Qin Fen said, flipping over and pressing down on Song Yueqin.
Having held back for so long, the two of them ignited like tinder the moment they touched.
Song Yueqin started off feeling uncomfortable, but as time passed, she grew more and more comfortable and couldn’t help but moan loudly.
"Ah... mm... use some strength..."
The couple energetically twisted and turned, creating an increasingly loud ruckus.
At the peak of their passion, Song Yueqin’s screams were so exaggerated they could have lifted the roof off.
In the neighboring room, An Hao, who had been sleeping in a daze, was woken up by the noise. She turned over, trying to go back to sleep, but realized the commotion next door was too loud to ignore.
Being an old house with poor sound insulation, sleeping next to them was simply torture.
She tossed and turned, unable to sleep, when a pair of hands reached for her ears and stuffed two cotton balls into them.
"You’re awake too?" An Hao, who had only managed a little sleep, felt less tired and decided to have a face-to-face talk with Qin Jian.
"Mhm." Qin Jian hummed softly.
He had been a scout and was a light sleeper; even the slightest movement would wake him up, let alone the loud disturbances coming from next door.
"Do these cotton balls help?" An Hao, after inserting them, felt she could still hear the noise from next door.
"It’s better than nothing!" Qin Jian moved restlessly, frustrated, as sleeping here was sheer agony.