In a world where there are more men than women, I am spoiled

Yang Qianxun slowly lifted Su Yueyao's delicate chin and kissed her gently. His lips were gentle and powerful, as if he wanted to suck Su Yueyao into his arms.

This kiss was deep and passionate, full of endless love and desire. Yang Qianxun seemed to want to convey all his feelings for Su Yueyao to her through this kiss.

At this moment, time seemed to stop passing, and the room was filled with ambiguous breathing sounds. Su Yueyao felt Yang Qianxun's passion, her body gradually softened, and her hands involuntarily hugged Yang Qianxun's back.

She was immersed in this wonderful moment and forgot about her shyness and nervousness.

Yang Qianxun's hands gently uncovered Su Yueyao's clothes, which fell off piece by piece like petals, revealing her skin as white as white jade. At this moment, Su Yueyao lay quietly on the wedding bed covered with red satin, like a blooming flower, exuding a charming fragrance.

Her skin was as white as snow, as delicate as silk, and slightly pink, as if she was telling the shyness and charm of a young girl. Against the backdrop of the red wedding bed, she looked even more delicate and charming, making people want to take good care of her.

Yang Qianxun's eyes were involuntarily attracted to her. He seemed to be able to feel the warmth and tenderness coming from her, and his heartbeat accelerated.

Yang Qianxun stood up, took off his clothes and slowly moved his body closer to him. Su Yueyao could feel the heat from Yang Qianxun's body and felt shy and wanted to avoid him.

"Ayao, look at me." Yang Qianxun gently kissed Su Yueyao's ear and said softly.

Su Yueyao shuddered all over and felt itchy and tingling. She wanted to avoid this tingling feeling, but Yang Qianxun pressed her tightly, so she could only raise her head, revealing her slender neck.

Yang Qianxun's kiss continued moving down, and slowly Su Yueyao sunk into this warm embrace.

"..."

"Be gentle..."

"Ayao........"

The two people in the bed curtains were enjoying themselves so much that after an unknown amount of time, Su Yueyao lay on the bed, gasping for breath, feeling sore all over.

"Ayao, can you come again?"

"I'm so sleepy, I want to sleep, don't..." Su Yueyao said in a light voice and fell asleep directly.

She felt that her body was no longer hers. Yang Qianxun's body was indeed a result of his training in martial arts, it was so powerful. If all the men here were like this, she would probably die in bed.

Yang Qianxun turned Su Yueyao over, and looking at her tired face, he felt a little distressed. He lost control, as he did not expect A Yao to be so sweet.

"Prepare some water!" Yang Qianxun stood up and said to Chunri who was outside the door.

"Good son."

Everyone else outside breathed a sigh of relief. The young master had been tormenting the lady for most of the night. I'm afraid her delicate body couldn't stand it. Fortunately, the young master let her go.

Yang Qianxun covered Su Yueyao with a quilt, waited for the servants to fill the bathtub outside with water, and then carried Su Yueyao out wrapped in the quilt.

Chunri and Chunshuang immediately went into the inner room and replaced all the sheets and quilts on the bed with new ones, then turned their backs quietly and waited for the master to wash the lady.

Su Yueyao no longer had any strength left at this time, her eyelids were so heavy that she couldn't open them. She could only let Yang Qianxun help her wash. At this moment, she didn't even feel shy. The warm water wrapped around her, making her hum comfortably.

After washing, Yang Qianxu wrapped Su Yueyao in a towel and went into the inner room, gently put her down, and signaled Chunri and the others to leave.

The servant carried the bathtub down and gently closed the door.

Yang Qianxun lay down in the bed, hugged Su Yueyao and fell asleep contentedly.