The CEO is domineering, the devil Boss is addicted to pampering

During the ring exchange, Gu Yunqian, as best man, presented the rings to the couple. Lin Junze carefully placed the diamond ring on Wang Yuran's ring finger, his fingertips gently caressing the back of her hand, his eyes filled with tenderness. Wang Yuran also placed a ring on Lin Junze's finger, their hands clasped tightly, the rings sparkling in the sunlight, becoming their most steadfast promise to each other...

As the noise of the wedding banquet faded, the night, like thick ink, made Lin Junze and Wang Yuran's bridal chamber even more tranquil. No lights were on in the room, only two antique palace lanterns. Warm yellow light diffused through the thin gauze lampshades, casting dappled shadows on the walls and floor, like crushed starlight, so gentle it was breathtaking.

The air still held a faint scent of champagne, mingled with the rose fragrance in Wang Yuran's hair, creating a tender atmosphere unique to their wedding night...

Lin Junze led Wang Yuran into the room, his fingertips still warm from the alcohol. The lines of his palm perfectly matched those between her fingers, their grip tightly sealed. A faint blush rose to his cheeks, and his usually composed eyes were now misty, filled with a languid tenderness. His gaze was fixed on Wang Yuran's face, as if drawn by a magnet, unable to look away.

Wang Yuran's cheeks were also flushed, and the alcohol made her originally clear eyes look hazy. Her steps were slightly unsteady, and she had to lean on Lin Junze's side to keep herself steady.

With a soft "bang," Lin Junze closed the door behind him, shutting out all the outside noise. The room was instantly filled only with their breathing and the steady, rapid beating of their hearts, exceptionally clear in the quiet space. He leaned down slightly, his forehead gently touching Wang Yuran's, their noses meeting, their warm breaths mingling, carrying the sweet scent of champagne and their own scent. "Yuran," his voice was slightly hoarse from the alcohol, deep and magnetic, like a feather gently brushing against the heart, "we're married."

These five simple words, devoid of flowery language, carried a heavy weight, encapsulating a lifetime of entanglement and waiting. Wang Yuran tilted her head slightly, the haze in her eyes replaced by intense affection. She looked at Lin Junze's face so close to hers, at her reflection in his eyes and the flickering candlelight, and a gentle smile unconsciously appeared on her lips as she softly replied, "Yes, we're married."

Before she could finish speaking, Lin Junze's kiss landed. Unlike the solemn and restrained kiss at the wedding, this kiss carried the heat and urgency of alcohol, yet remained tender. His lips gently covered hers, lingering and caressing, as if savoring the sweetest delicacy in the world.

Wang Yuran's body trembled slightly, then relaxed. She raised her hand to encircle his neck, her fingertips running through his soft hair, and actively responded to his kiss. As their lips met, the effects of the alcohol gradually intensified, making their breathing more rapid and their feelings for each other grow stronger.

Lin Junze's kiss deepened, sliding from her lips to her cheeks, then to her slender neck, leaving a trail of warm marks. His movements were gentle and tender, as if handling a fragile treasure. His fingertips lightly brushed her shoulders, and through the thin toasting dress, he could clearly feel the smoothness and warmth of her skin. Wang Yuran's body tensed slightly, then softened, her cheeks burning. Her breath sprayed against his neck, carrying a hint of sweetness, and soft moans escaped her throat, like murmurs of passion.

He gently lifted her up and carried her steadily to the bedside, carefully placing her on the soft bedding. The bedding was embroidered with delicate dragon and phoenix patterns, gleaming softly in the candlelight. Lin Junze leaned down and kissed her lips again, this time with greater passion and intensity, as if trying to merge them into each other's very bones. His hand gently stroked her back, his fingertips slowly sliding down the curve of her spine, the warmth soothing her tension.

Wang Yuran's fingertips gripped his clothes tightly, her knuckles turning slightly white, and her body trembled gently with his movements. She could clearly feel the warmth of his body, the beating of his heart, and his cherishing and longing for her.

This feeling was both strange and familiar, making her both nervous and expectant. The unease in her heart had long been replaced by intense love. She slightly opened her eyes, looking at the deep affection and fervor in Lin Junze's eyes, watching the candlelight dance on his face, she gently loosened her grip on the hem of her clothes, raised her hand to caress his cheek, and lightly stroked his contours with her fingertips.

Lin Junze felt her response, and the passion in his heart grew even stronger. He gently removed her toasting dress, his movements slow and tender, as if performing a sacred ritual. Moonlight streamed in through the gaps in the curtains, intertwining with the candlelight and illuminating her delicate skin, like the finest white jade.

He leaned down and placed a gentle kiss on her shoulder, then slowly moved upwards, kissing her collarbone, her eyebrows and eyes, each kiss filled with affection and tenderness.

“Yu Ran,” his voice was terribly hoarse, filled with deep emotion, “I love you so much.” These three words echoed in the quiet room, carrying boundless sincerity and fervor, like a pebble thrown into a still lake, creating ripples. Wang Yu Ran’s eyes welled up slightly. She reached out and pulled him closer, kissing his lips. Her voice trembled slightly, yet remained exceptionally firm: “Me too, Jun Ze, I love you.”

The moment their skin touched, it felt as if an electric current ran through their bodies, causing them both to tremble slightly. Lin Junze held her tightly, feeling her softness and warmth, feeling their perfect harmony. His movements were gentle and restrained, always attentive to her reactions; every glance, every gesture, was filled with love.

The flickering candlelight illuminated the two embracing figures, binding them tightly together. The temperature in the air rose, their breathing became more rapid, and their heartbeats mingled like a passionate melody. The alcohol intensified their emotions, making their bodies more open and honest, without any barriers or distance between them.

After an unknown amount of time, the noise in the room gradually subsided, leaving only the steady breathing of the two. Lin Junze held Wang Yuran tightly in his arms, protecting her in his embrace, his chin resting on the top of her head. He took a deep breath, the faint fragrance of her body lingering in his nostrils, his heart filled with peace and happiness.

Wang Yuran leaned against his chest, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, feeling his warm embrace, a satisfied smile on her lips, and gradually closed her eyes.

The palace lanterns still cast a gentle glow, the candlelight still flickered. The night outside the window remained thick, the moonlight still bright. The room was quiet and warm, filled with an overwhelming, unspoken love. This belated wedding night, without grand vows, was filled with the most sincere emotions and the most honest surrender. Lin Junze and Wang Yuran, lovers entangled for half their lives, finally, at this moment, possessed each other completely, their love sealed for the rest of their lives.

Lin Junze gently stroked Wang Yuran's long hair, his fingertips tenderly running through the strands, his eyes filled with tenderness and affection. He knew that from this day forward, this woman would be his wife, the one he would protect for the rest of his life. He would give her his all, love her, cherish her, and provide her with a stable and happy home, so that she would never have to face the storms of life alone again.

Wang Yuran slept peacefully in his arms, a smile never fading from her lips. She knew she had finally found a safe haven, someone to spend her life with...