Quick Wear: The Short-lived Female Supporting Character Does Not Want to Be a Heartthrob

Hearing his call, Wan Ning took a step forward and closed the distance between them: "Then I should call you, husband?"

As soon as she called out "husband", Wan Ning's hand holding the comb was grabbed by Feng Junyu. She was combing the ends of her hair and there was a strand of hair caught on the comb.

Holding Wan Ning's hand, Feng Junyu smiled and said, "My wife, I like your name."

Seeing this, Wan Ning also smiled: "But I still like to call you Lord Feng the most."

Seeing Wan Ning's dimples appear on both sides of her cheeks again, Feng Junyu was in a good mood: "Your hair is still wet, can your husband help you dry it?"

So Wan Ning sat down, and Feng Junyu picked up the dry towel beside her to help her wipe her hair.

In fact, he was almost done, and Wan Ning stopped him after a while.

"My lady, wait a moment while I wash up."

Wan Ning nodded, and saw him hurried to the back.

Wan Ning braided her hair loosely, looked around the room and went to bed.

She got up very early today. It was a very busy day. When she was about to fall asleep, she heard the sound of the small door behind her opening and closing.

Wan Ning said in a daze: "Hmm? Are you done washing?"

Feng Junyu strode out and saw this, and immediately walked to the bed. Seeing Wan Ning rubbing his eyes, he smiled.

"I washed quickly, my lady is tired, right?"

After Wan Ning opened her eyes completely, she saw Feng Junyu had taken off his shoes and got on the bed.

"Well, sort of."

"Then I'll massage you first, find out where you feel uncomfortable."

Apart from walking around the palace, she also took a long ride in the sedan chair around Kyoto City, so of course her legs, feet and buttocks were sore.

But Wan Ning finally said that her neck felt a little sore. Because the headpiece on her head was very heavy, she had been holding her neck up, which was a bit tiring.

Hearing Wan Ning's words, Feng Junyu walked around behind Wan Ning and put his hand on her shoulder.

At first, Feng Junyu was too strong and Wan Ning gritted her teeth in pain.

"I was too heavy-handed, please be gentler."

"How about this? Is that okay?"

Feng Junyu had been adjusting the strength of his hands. After Wan Ning nodded, he finally started the massage with peace of mind.

Feng Junyu massaged the shoulders and cervical spine with just the right amount of force, and his palms were naturally warm, so soon Wan Ning felt a sense of comfort in her neck.

"Wow, I didn't expect you to have this skill. Master Feng, you are quite skilled!"

Hearing Wan Ning's praise, Feng Junyu worked even harder.

Seeing Wan Ning massaging her legs in the back, he went around to the front and said, "Madam, lie down first. I'll massage your legs for you."

Since Feng Junyu was so considerate, Wan Ning was of course happy to enjoy it.

So after she lay down, she praised him: "My husband is so great, so great."

"My lady, you have worked hard today in order to marry me. It is my duty to do this little thing for you."

These are very soothing words. Wan Ning thinks Feng Junyu is a really nice person.

Perhaps it was because the massage was too comfortable, or perhaps it was because her body was relaxed, Wan Ning closed her eyes unconsciously while lying down.

When she regained consciousness, she felt something rubbing against her cheek, hot and itchy.

After Wan Ning opened his eyes, he saw Feng Junyu smiling at him: "My wife, you are finally awake."

"Ah, am I asleep?"

Wan Ning thought that today was their wedding night, and she suddenly felt a little embarrassed. She actually left the groom alone and dozed off.

"It's okay, my lady is really sleepy, this is fine."

The two were very close at this time, and Feng Junyu's breath kept hitting Wan Ning's face as he spoke.

Wan Ning smelled the scent of pine branches from him, which was unique but not unpleasant.

Then a big hand touched Wan Ning's face, from the brow to the bridge of the nose, from the cheek to the lips. It seemed that the man's big hand had a kind of magic power. Wherever he touched, it immediately became hot.

Wan Ning's face quickly turned red, and when she wanted to laugh again, her big hand moved away from her lips, leaving a pair of lips.

"Princess, do you know?"

Wan Ning also responded to him: "Hmm?"

"I have been coveting you" for a long time and can't wait to do this.

Feng Junyu held Wan Ning's hand, pulled her hand away from his heart, and then pressed down.

"Hmm," Wan Ning felt his chest being pressed down and made a sound unconsciously.

With a pull of the thin belt around the waist, the aqua red undergarment came apart, revealing a red bellyband with a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water.

Feng Junyu didn't rush to pull them apart, but rubbed back and forth on Wan Ning's round and smooth shoulders.

The woman under him had skin as smooth and soft as the finest tofu, just like her whole person, making it difficult to quit once he was addicted to it.

After feeling enough of the soft and delicate smoothness, the big hand slowly passed under Wan Ning's neck.

With a few strokes, the mandarin ducks playing in the water were pulled down directly, and with a flick of the hand, they were thrown out of the tent.

In the light of the candle, the mandarin ducks were cuddling each other, looking very happy.

As the firelight flickered, the two mandarin ducks in the tent rose and fell, swaying in the blue waves, intoxicated and not aware of the way home.

Occasionally, a pair of plump feet would stretch out from the tent, but would be pulled back by a large hand, as if the hand was afraid that the scenery inside the tent would be seen by outsiders.

Just a quick glance, the exposed half of the calf and the instep were covered in red and purple and bite marks.

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"Husband...husband", the soft and tender voice that came out was blocked.

What came back was a man's low and hoarse voice: "My wife, didn't you keep calling me by other names just now? Why are you calling me husband again?"

Wan Ning shook her head, her hair was disheveled, and beads of sweat dotted the tip of her nose: "No more shouting, no more shouting."

She was really afraid of calling Feng Junyu "Master Feng". Every time she called him that, the man would become as excited as if he had taken a tonic.

Feng Junyu looked at the charming Wan Ning under him, and felt satisfied and happy from body to mind.

He lowered his head and pecked the corner of Wan Ning's lips: "My wife likes to yell, and I like to hear it too, so...just like this...you can yell for the rest of your life, okay?"

Wan Ning regretted all the jokes she had been making. She smiled bitterly, thinking that now the man had found the secret to sex.

"Um...husband, can we have a discussion?"

Feng Junyu was still obsessed with Wan Ning. He laid Wan Ning on the bed sideways and said, "Why, tell me, my lady."

"Let's...let's take a rest today."

Feng Junyu kissed Wan Ning's small, white ear and bit it a few times: "My wife, if you are tired, go to sleep first, don't worry about your husband."

Then the carved wooden bed began to sway again, and the red tassels on the bed curtains swayed back and forth as its owner moved... until late at night.

After finishing, Feng Junyu asked someone to bring hot water. After washing, he personally carried Wan Ning to bed.

Holding her in his arms, Feng Junyu covered Wan Ning with a thin blanket and couldn't help but kiss her on the forehead.

Wan Ning felt the wetness on her face and pushed him away with a little disdain: "Stop making trouble and go to sleep."

Feng Junyu smiled gently: "Go to sleep, my lady, go to sleep."