Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Yelyu Lie, filled with rage, kicked the door open with a bang.
At a glance, he saw the petite figure lying sideways on the bed.
She was wearing the clothes he had meticulously prepared for her, made by five or six tailors who worked tirelessly for a day and a night!
Originally, he wanted her to wear it at their wedding banquet, but she said it was too grand, so he complied and changed it to a family dinner.
He had already compromised again and again, but why was she so unappreciative!
Indeed, as they say, women from the Central Plains always push their limits; they cannot be spoiled!
Yelyu Lie strode forward, taking two steps to reach the bedside.
Before the person on the bed could wake, he leaned forward, his tall and strong body pressing her down.
Isn’t she going to sleep?
Fine!
Then let’s sleep together!
Let her sleep thoroughly!
He extended his bronze-colored large hands, trying to undo the complex claps.
Regrettably, the wedding attire specially made by tailors from the Central Plains was too intricate; after a long time, he hadn’t managed to undo a single button!
Having consumed some alcohol, Yelyu Lie’s body felt hot, combined with the soft warmth beneath him, beads of sweat formed on his forehead.
Sliding down his cheeks, they fell onto the girl’s charming face.
"Damn it!"
Yelyu Lie felt frustrated; when had his self-control become so weak! With a low growl, he directly tore open the bright red wedding gown.
Buttons snapped off the attire, flying far away.
One button bounced directly against his eyelid, further aggravating Yelyu Lie’s furious mood.
Tearing open the outer red wedding gown revealed the white undergarment inside; Yelyu Lie continued to rip, eager to see how long this pretending-to-sleep little woman could keep up the act!
The undergarment, under the bronze hands’ ravaging, quickly turned into pieces of cloth.
The bright red bellyband caught his eye, creating a stark contrast against the milky smoothness of her skin, intensely stimulating his vision.
Yelyu Lie’s heartbeat was thunderous, his Adam’s apple moving as he swallowed.
From the first moment he laid eyes on her, he had wanted to tear off that bothersome piece of red cloth.
Now, as he was about to succeed, his hand on the bellyband hesitated.
He stared at her flawless little face for quite some time, noticing those long lashes like wings, covering her untamed eyes, not even trembling.
Yelyu Lie sensed something amiss.
He patted Yun Chunnuan’s porcelain white face, "Stop playing dead! Aren’t you people from the Central Plains known for honesty; when you make a mistake, you must take your punishment!"
Touching her flawless face twice left red imprints.
"Damn it!"
Yelyu Lie cursed silently, blaming himself for being heavy-handed. Despite this, he couldn’t resist wanting to create more marks on this perfect body.
Since when did I become a pervert?
Yelyu Lie felt conflicted and patted the girl’s face again, albeit much gentler this time.
Yet Yun Chunnuan lying on the bed remained quiet, her breathing shallow, showing no signs of waking.
Something was definitely wrong, truly wrong!
Yelyu Lie put aside his amorous thoughts, grabbed Yun Chunnuan’s hand resting at her side, pulling her into his embrace.
She was soft just like a ball of cotton, allowing him to mold her as he pleased, yet there was no reaction.
"Qiao’er—"
Yelyu Lie called out loudly, but the girl with keen hearing, usually as lively as a sparrow, did not appear.
His prominent nose sniffed the air, detecting a faint scent.
This aroma was not the fragrance emanating from the girl in his embrace, but rather...
Fragrance-seeking Grass!
The eyes that were once filled with desire suddenly turned sharp and focused...