Phi-Fic Chapter 464 Husband, the door isn't closed yet.
Chapter 464 Husband, the door isn't closed yet.
The sun had not yet completely set when the moon was already hanging in the sky, and the flower buds were gradually blooming.
Until the sun completely set, only a patch of red cloud remained, the moon gradually rose higher, and the flowers had fully bloomed.
A gentle breeze carried a delicate fragrance into their noses.
The flowers in front of me swayed up and down in the wind, just like watching waves on the water.
Su Fengjun hugged Zhongli Yueluo from behind, with a slightly stronger force.
Zhongli Yueluo collapsed into his arms, unable to move.
Su Fengjun could also hear Zhongli Yueluo's heartbeat, which was pounding loudly.
His hand slid down gradually, and he grasped her palm. Cold sweat was beading on her palm; she looked nervous.
Her breathing was slow at first, then rapid, and her body was trembling.
Su Fengjun brought his head close to her ear, his lips rubbing against the tip of her ear.
His hot breath fell between her earlobe and hair, and his hand slowly moved to Zhongli Yueluo's waist.
That waist was so thin it could be grasped with a single hand.
Zhongli Yueluo shuddered violently as if she had been electrocuted, and the bells in her hair jingled.
"My husband, look how beautiful these flowers are."
I tried to distract myself, but my voice was weak and listless, and my body seemed to gradually weaken.
"No flower, however beautiful, can compare to my wife."
His voice was gentle yet hoarse, and you could tell he was extremely restrained.
His hand gently slid from her waist down her back.
Zhongli Yueluo didn't want to be in a sea of flowers; she'd at least want to be in bed.
She grabbed Su Fengjun's hand and intertwined her fingers with his, then slowly turned around, released her hand, and then hung it around his neck.
Her eyes seemed to be veiled with mist, and her slightly dry lips became glistening after she licked them.
"This is the tranquil place I prepared for my wife. You can come here to rest when you are tired outside. Feng Jun will always be here waiting for you."
Upon hearing these words, Zhongli Yueluo felt a lump in her throat, as if a heavy stone was lodged in her heart.
She loved him so much that at that moment, she didn't want to think about anything else.
Su Fengjun took two steps forward and twirled around in the sea of flowers: "These alone won't keep me here."
Su Fengjun paused, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes, afraid that Zhongli Yueluo would run away again.
"At the very least, she should wear a wedding dress, pay respects to heaven and earth, and enter the bridal chamber."
She turned her head, smiled slightly, and was enveloped in the radiant light.
The clothes on her body slowly transformed into the wedding dress she had imagined in her mind.
The moonlight seemed to shine entirely on her, and the wind swirled the petals into the air.
With bright eyes, white teeth, red lips, and a rosy complexion, she extended a hand: "Feng Jun, would you be willing to marry me?"
Su Fengjun's hand trembled as he reached out.
But seeing that she was dressed in ordinary clothes, she decided to dress herself in a wedding gown to match Zhongli Yueluo's wedding dress.
"No matter what happens to Zhongli Yueluo, Su Fengjun will always stand behind her. Su Fengjun is willing to marry Zhongli Yueluo."
His eyes were filled with emotion, and his tone was incredibly firm; he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.
Zhongli Yueluo placed her hand on his, and Su Fengjun pulled her into his arms with force.
He held her tightly, greedily inhaling her scent.
Suddenly, her nose tingled, and tears involuntarily streamed from the corners of her eyes, but Zhongli Yueluo couldn't see them.
All that could be felt was that Su Fengjun's body was trembling slightly, as if he were sobbing.
Zhongli Yueluo gently patted his back: "What should we do now? We should pay our respects to heaven and earth."
"No, it is sufficient for the couple to bow to each other."
Su Fengjun carried Zhongli Yueluo horizontally in his arms, strolling through the sea of flowers and weaving through the forest.
The return journey will be much faster than the journey there.
Zhongli Yueluo simply buried her face in Su Fengjun's chest.
It felt like we were back in their little courtyard in less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Two lamps hung at the door, but the moonlight was enough to illuminate the two of them.
He carried Zhong Liyue to the door and gently pushed it open.
With just a light touch, the candle flame inside my finger lit up completely.
Without the addition of bright red silk ribbons and the "double happiness" character, the atmosphere felt a little lacking.
"My wife, I was careless in my thinking."
"The two of us alone are enough to bear witness, with heaven and earth, mountains and rivers as our witness."
The two stood in front of the hall, and Zhongli Yueluo called out, "Husband and wife bow to each other."
The two bowed ninety degrees to each other, and when they looked up, their eyes were full of affection.
His voice trembled slightly, and his hands trembled as he held Zhongli Yueluo's hand in his own.
He cautiously and tentatively uttered four words: "Send them to the bridal chamber?"
Zhongli Yueluo nodded and walked behind him.
It was only a few steps to their room, but it felt like an eternity.
The door to the room was pushed open, and a fragrant aroma wafted out.
Inside, a dim candlelight burned, and some fruits and drinks were laid out on the table.
Su Fengjun remained calm, but judging from his constant licking of his dry lips, he was faking it.
Zhongli Yueluo removed all the decorations from her head.
He reached out and placed his hand between her shoulders, pausing for a moment as he was about to remove her outer robe.
Thinking that this might make him seem too impatient, he stopped between his shoulders, neither moving forward nor backward.
"My husband, let me take off your outer robe."
Zhongli Yueluo could guess his little scheme, so she reached inside his clothes and gently pulled down his outer robe.
The heavy, ornate outer garment was hung aside.
The two sat on the bench in a slightly awkward silence. Zhongli Yueluo's lips moved, but she didn't know what to say.
Would you like some wine?
Su Fengjun did not answer, but picked up the wine pot and filled the wine cups on the table.
One cup was handed to Zhongli Yueluo, and the other was taken into her own hand.
There was even a red thread tied around the bottom of the wine glass to ensure the distance between them.
"I've heard that in some places people drink nuptial wine?"
Su Fengjun's face flushed slightly, and her hand paused in mid-air.
Zhongli Yueluo's hand wrapped around his forearm, bringing the two of them even closer.
They could feel each other's breathing. Su Fengjun tried his best to suppress himself and drank the wine in one gulp.
The wine doesn't intoxicate, but the person intoxicates themselves. Su Fengjun's gaze towards Zhongli Yueluo became hazy and filled with tenderness.
Zhongli Yueluo placed the wine glass on the table, propped her head up with one hand, and licked her moist lips with her eyes half-open.
Su Fengjun quietly moved his hand closer to Zhongli Yueluo on the table and touched her arm.
Zhongli Yueluo leaned forward and fell into Su Fengjun's arms, her fingers sliding back and forth on his neck.
Su Fengjun's Adam's apple bobbed back and forth, and Zhongli Yueluo raised her head and gently licked it.
At that moment, he stopped breathing and reached out to hug Zhongli Yueluo tightly around the waist.
The two moved even closer, and the temperature continued to rise.
Their breaths mingled, their faces flushed with intoxication. The candlelight flickered in the wind, its light shimmering in their eyes.
"Husband, the door isn't closed." Zhongli Yueluo said coquettishly, resting her head against his chest.