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Zhao Zhan sat on the bed and looked seriously at his lover opposite him.

He spoke seriously, and after a moment, he suddenly picked up two glasses of wine that he had prepared in advance from the table beside the bed. He looked at Yue Jiaojiao’s shivering figure, and said with difficulty, “I’m still short of this one. The book says this is called nuptial wine. When a newly married couple drinks together, they will always be in love.”

Seeing that this person was so nervous that he could barely speak, Yue Jiaojiao curled her lips and leaned over to take her cup. Then, she held Zhao Zhan’s arm and crossed cups with him.

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Yue Jiaojiao’s alcohol tolerance was extremely low. After drinking a cup of wine, her face quickly flushed red.

Zhao Zhan placed the wine glass back on the table like it was a treasure. He sat on the bed and looked at Yue Jiaojiao, his heart filled with sweetness as if it had been soaked in honey.

He clenched his fists tightly and then loosened them. He then carefully pulled Yue Jiaojiao’s wrist and pulled her into his arms.

A gust of wind blew into the room, and the candlelight swayed gently. It was like it was waiting for a special moment to occur.

The lightning’s shadow shone into the room from outside, and they had a brief look at each other’s expressions.

It started to rain outside the window, covering the traces inside the house.

When Yue Jiaojiao opened her eyes again, it was already bright outside the window.

The two red candles had burned for an entire night. At this moment, the candlelight had shortened, but it was still firmly lit.

Yue Jiaojiao felt as if she had returned to the time when she had just woken up from the pain.

Every inch of her body was filled with a strange feeling. Yue Jiaojiao tried to open her mouth, but she realized that even her throat was hoarse.

“Jiaojiao?”

Feeling the person in his arms move, Zhao Zhan hurriedly pulled her into his arms and stroked the top of Yue Jiaojiao’s head. “Are you uncomfortable?”

Yue Jiaojiao bit down her lip in anger. Zhao Zhan continued to hold her tightly as if he couldn’t feel the pain. “Be careful not to bite your lip.”

Yue Jiaojiao lay in his arms, embarrassed and angry.

Towards the end, she could no longer remember clearly what happened last night. The last memory she had was being carried to the next room to wash up. Yue Jiaojiao placed her hand on Zhao Zhan’s back and then suddenly stuck her head out to take a look.

Zhao Zhan’s body was covered in many red marks.

Yue Jiaojiao looked at her not-so-long nails and felt a little embarrassed.

Zhao Zhan, who was obediently pressed under her body, felt her emotions go astray. The memories of last night came back to him. He turned over and quickly pulled her back into his arms. After a moment, he asked in a warm voice, “Does it still hurt?”

“It hurts…”

The woman’s voice was delicate, and there seemed to be a lingering sweetness in her throat from last night. “I must’ve been too hard on you.”

Zhao Zhan let out a muffled laugh.

“Let me see if you’re hurt, okay?”

“There’s no need for that.” Yue Jiaojiao glanced at her current appearance, which made her look like a cooked shrimp. “It’s fine, actually. I don’t need you to help me at all.”

“But the storybook wrote that-”

“In the future, you won’t need to read those storybooks anymore.” Yue Jiaojiao covered his mouth with her hand and glared at him with a coy and soft face. “Keep those storybooks away. You hear me?”

Zhao Zhan’s face was serious. “Then, was what I learned good or bad? Did you like it or not?”

Yue Jiaojiao’s face grew redder and redder, and it was only when she saw the smile hidden deep in his eyes that she realized that she had been teased.

She pounced on him like a cat, baring her fangs and brandishing her claws, but was easily restrained by a simple hand grip.

Zhao Zhan covered the two of them with a blanket right after.