Crossing the Stars: My Major General Husband and I Are Evenly Matched

That night, Song Yanyu and Jing Xiao finally left the crowd and returned to their room.

"I don't know how tiring it is to be married. I haven't eaten much all day. I'm so hungry."

Song Yanyu was still wearing her toast dress. As soon as she returned to the room, she didn't want to do anything and collapsed on the sofa.

Jing Xiao also slowly sat down next to Song Yanyu.

He might be too excited about getting married today. Seeing Song Yanyu complaining about being tired, he was actually fine and didn't feel tired at all.

"Then you should take a break and change into some casual clothes. I'll make some noodles this afternoon and we can have a midnight snack together later."

When Jing Xiao heard Song Yanyu say that she was hungry, he wanted to cook something to fill her stomach.

Today is our wedding night, how can we not eat enough?

Song Yanyu didn't know what Jing Xiao was thinking. She just thought Jing Xiao was a good person.

"Okay, thank you Jingxiao." Song Yanyu said softly, looking at Jingxiao with bright eyes full of gratitude.

Jing Xiao looked down at the beautiful girl, a gentle smile on his lips as he replied, "Why thank me? From today on, I am your husband. Isn't it natural for me to take care of you?"

When Jing Xiao saw the shy Song Yanyu, he, who had not felt anything at first, suddenly didn't want to let the person in front of him go.

The two finally got married.

Jing Xiao no longer has to endure being a "gentleman".

He looked at Song Yanyu's tender and tempting red lips and sat down again without waiting for Song Yanyu to ask in surprise.

He picked up Song Yanyu and let her sit on his lap.

His eyes were fixed directly on the tempting cherry, and he only tasted it briefly.

Jing Xiao's tongue tip swept across her lipstick and slowly pried open Song Yanyu's lips and teeth.

The two people's breathing entangled together.

Song Yanyu unconsciously followed Jing Xiao's rhythm.

"Breathe." Jing Xiao left Song Yanyu's lips and teeth for a few seconds, and after Song Yanyu took a breath, his lips covered them again.

Before he knew it, Jing Xiao had slipped his hand inside Song Yanyu's shirt.

Finally, when Song Yanyu moaned softly, Jing Xiao braked the car at the last step.

Song Yanyu still felt a little unsatisfied.

Jing Xiao saw Song Yanyu's rosy face and realized that she was able to control herself only with great willpower.

"Xiaoyan, I'm going to go cook first. The night is long. We'll continue after dinner."

Jing Xiao's rather provocative words made Song Yanyu's cheeks flush red, and she immediately covered her face with her hands: "Stop talking, hurry up and go, go cook, I need to wash up."

Song Yanyu didn't stop talking and pushed Jing Xiao out of the room.

When Song Yanyu was the only one left in the room, she touched her warm cheeks again. Thinking back to the scene just now, her whole body felt a little hot.

"This is so embarrassing, Song Yanyu. It's not like you haven't seen a man before. Besides, Jing Xiao is already your husband. What's there to be embarrassed about?"

Song Yanyu patted her cheeks gently, trying to wake herself up.

Song Yanyu calmed down for a while and finally thought of going to the bathroom to wash up and change clothes.

At home, Song Yanyu still prefers to wear casual home clothes. The dress is very beautiful, but when she wears it, she will unconsciously hold her body upright. Today she can be dignified for a whole day, and Song Yanyu is really tired.

By the time Song Yanyu had packed up and gone downstairs, Jing Xiao's meal was almost ready.

"Come on, my noodles are ready. Didn't you say you were hungry? Then come and eat." Jing Xiao brought two bowls of noodles to the dining table and invited Song Yanyu to come over and eat.

"I don't cook often, so please bear with me if the taste is not satisfactory. Please teach me more in the future." Jing Xiao gave a warning in advance.

Song Yanyu didn't respond to Jing Xiao's words right away. She picked up the noodles, tasted them, and praised them highly: "Don't say that, you made them very delicious."

Jing Xiao looked at Song Yanyu who was eating with relish. Regardless of whether she was comforting him or not, the woman in front of him had become his wife.

He is happy, very happy, and very happy.

After Jing Xiao finished cleaning the kitchen and returned to the room, he saw Song Yanyu lying on the bed with the quilt bulging. Jing Xiao walked forward and saw that Song Yanyu's tightly closed eyelids were moving, and it was obvious that he was pretending to be asleep.

Jing Xiao couldn't help but find it a little funny that he was so nervous.

But for the time being, he pretended not to notice and instead turned and went into the bathroom.

The moment the bathroom door was closed, Song Yanyu finally opened her eyes and took a deep breath cautiously. She was so nervous just now.

As the sound of running water rang out in the bathroom, Song Yanyu swallowed her saliva. She felt even more nervous.

It felt like a long time had passed before Song Yanyu heard the noise in the bathroom suddenly disappear and the door was opened.

Song Yanyu forgot for a moment that he was pretending to be asleep.

As soon as she looked up, she met Jing Xiao's gentle and smiling gaze.

"I'm awake now. Are you still sleepy?" Jing Xiao was wearing a nightgown made of silk material, and the whole nightgown was tied only with a ribbon around the waist. As Jing Xiao walked, Song Yanyu could see his strong legs and his chest that was faintly visible.

Song Yanyu was so fascinated by what she saw that she was attracted unconsciously.

Who says that only beauty traps are used? Beauty traps for men are not used easily. This kind of beauty trap that is used unconsciously can also confuse people.

Jing Xiao came all the way over, and it was not until he lifted the quilt and pressed his whole body on top of her that Song Yanyu came to his senses.

But the whole person became more shy and blushed.

"Xiaoyan, are you satisfied with what you just saw? Do you want to take a closer look?" Jing Xiao hugged Song Yanyu and whispered ambiguously in her ear.

"You, don't do this." Song Yanyu's ears felt hot because of him, and her whole body felt like it was burned.

The light in the room was soft, and the two people on the bed were hugging each other tightly. Jing Xiao lowered his head and looked at her with a face as rosy as a peach, a shy and timid look, ready to be picked by men, and he was unconsciously mesmerized.

I forgot to say the teasing words I originally wanted to say.

Jing Xiao slowly moved forward, looked at Song Yanyu's red lips, and walked towards her slowly and directly.

Jing Xiao's kissing skills have evolved from being immature and domineering the first time to being cherished and careful today. Song Yanyu has gradually become addicted to Jing Xiao's style.

Both of them were wearing very thin clothes, and kissing could no longer satisfy Jing Xiao.

Men seem to have an innate ability to learn this kind of thing.

He kissed Song Yanyu, and Jing Xiao's hands were also dishonestly looking for buttons on his clothes.

"Sorry for the offense..." Jing Xiao didn't even raise his head, and his voice was vague, as if it came from his chest.

Song Yanyu was already feeling hot all over at this moment, and she didn't hear what Jing Xiao was saying at all.

The temperature in the room rose noticeably, and the two figures intertwined under the soft light, like a fusion of wood and fire, gentle and warm. Perhaps only the breeze and starlight outside the window could feel it.