Xu Cheng’an looked at her, recalling her gentle whispers when he was half-conscious, his heart melting, wanting to kiss her. Holding back repeatedly, he secretly glanced up, seeing her sleeping deeply. His heart stirred, and he could no longer resist, bravely leaning in to kiss her lips.
Carefully tracing her lip line, afraid of waking her, he reluctantly moved away when a hand suddenly appeared on the back of his head. That hand pressed him down, their lips touching. He paused, emotions surging in his chest, then extending his tongue, suppressing his eagerness with a gentle, lingering kiss…
After an intense kiss, Xu Cheng’an lay on the bed, breathing heavily. He carefully asked, “Ran Jie… Are you still angry?” “What do you think?” Chen Jing replied casually.
She propped her chin with her left hand, elbow on the bed, slowly savoring the recent kiss, both satisfied and unsatisfied. Satisfied that he was tender as water, gentle and passionate, making her incredibly happy. Unsatisfied that he was too gentle, lacking any dominance, obedient to the point of weakness. Xu Cheng’an’s eyes were bright, holding his breath, “I guess you’re not angry anymore.” Chen Jing looked at him for a while, making him nervous, then curved her lips in a light laugh, “Yes, yes, you guessed right. Happy?” Xu Cheng’an sat up excitedly, asking eagerly, “Ran Jie, are we still having our wedding ceremony as planned?” Chen Jing nodded, “Of course.” She playfully pinched his suddenly reddened face, “Why is my Cheng’an so easily embarrassed?” “I’m just happy,” Xu Cheng’an’s smile never left his lips. His emotions had been turbulent these past days, feeling uneasy until now, holding her waist and hearing her personally promise the wedding would proceed as planned, finally feeling somewhat at peace. Although still feeling insecure, his possessiveness making him want to keep Shen Ran from leaving until their wedding on the fifteenth of next month, he was learning to restrain himself. He was changing everything Shen Ran didn’t like, trying to hide his different claws, believing that if he continued, she would gradually become unable to leave him. The wedding, though hastily arranged, was not sloppy at all.
Chen Jing was willing to spend money, and the team she hired was capable. On the wedding day, Xu Cheng’an’s smile never stopped, grinning like the village idiot. Chen Jing accompanied him to toast guests without any impatience. Most guests were their classmates. Xu Cheng’an didn’t invite his own relatives, fearing they might cause trouble if drunk.
Chen Jing had notified Shen’s parents and Shen Yuan, but none of them came. Instead, an unexpected person arrived – Lu JingYun. Chen Jing frowned, walking over with her wine glass, “Why are you here?”
“Can’t I come to my best friend’s wedding?” Lu JingYun had an effeminate appearance, looking somewhat creepy when smiling. Chen Jing felt goosebumps on her hand, bluntly retorting, “We’ve barely met from childhood to now. Where did this ‘best friend’ come from?”
Lu JingYun raised his wine glass to toast her, smiling, “Don’t be so distant. How can you doubt our friendship just because we’ve met few times?”
“Stop pretending to be so close,” Chen Jing didn’t have a good impression of him. “Lu JingYun, I don’t care why you’re here, but since you’ve come, stay calm and don’t cause trouble.”
Lu Jingyun’s smile was stiff, and just as he was about to speak, he was interrupted by a voice from behind.
Xu Chengan walked over with a wine glass, a smile on his face. “Ran-jie, the class leader wants to talk to you about something, let’s go quickly.”
Chen Jing nodded, “Then you first entertain this guest, I’ll be right back.”
“I’ll go with you,” Xu Chengan grabbed her hand, “Couples should toast together. This guest looks like a good person,” he finally glanced at Lu Jingyun, and at an angle Chen Jing couldn’t see, his eyes were cold. “Right?”
Lu Jingyun smiled and nodded, “No problem, you go ahead.”
Xu Chengan pulled Chen Jing away.
When they reached the class leader’s table, they found no one was looking for her. Chen Jing gave him a sidelong glance, “You lied to me?”
“Ran-jie…” Xu Chengan immediately hugged her waist, not caring about onlookers, softly whining, “I don’t like that person, can you not pay attention to him?”
Nearby tables saw this and burst into laughter, with classmates joking:
“Chengan, did you and your wife switch roles?”
“Haha, Chengan, you won’t even let Shen Ran talk to someone alone?”
Some female classmates covered their faces, full of longing and admiration:
“As expected of Ran-jie, how long has it been and you’ve already trained your boyfriend to be so obedient, Ran-jie, teach us!”
Even Chen Jing, who usually had thick skin, blushed under everyone’s teasing. She quickly touched Xu Chengan’s back, “Okay, okay, don’t be like this.”
Xu Chengan raised his head and kissed her ear, which further heated up the atmosphere.
Chen Jing glared at him, warning him to restrain himself.
But she looked charming when shy, her eyes misty, and her glare had no deterrent effect, instead looking like a coquettish reproach.
Xu Chengan took a deep breath, barely restraining his desires.
Chen Jing knew him well and understood what he was thinking. She headachely glared at him again, and seeing him laugh more happily, she angrily reached out and pinched the soft flesh of his waist.
Xu Chengan was caught off guard by her sudden move, grimacing in pain. He covered her hand with his palm but didn’t push it away, instead looking deeply in love.
Chen Jing was burning inside from his last words, but feeling the hot gazes around, she felt uncomfortable and pushed him away, downing her drink.
The wedding guests were all close friends, just joking around. Seeing Shen Ran embarrassed, they laughed and raised their glasses, “Wish you a long marriage and early children!”
Someone shouted, “Go, Chengan, have a son soon, and your wife will never leave you!”
Xu Chengan laughed like a flower, shamelessly shouting back, “Whether we have kids or not, my wife can’t leave me, because I’m so handsome and cute, right?”
Everyone agreed and laughed heartily, creating a lively atmosphere.
Chen Jing also laughed, letting Xu Chengan play with their friends. A wedding should be joyful.
Lu Jingyun, standing far away by the wall, narrowed his eyes, softly sipped his wine, staring at the newlyweds with an unclear expression.
Since the wedding, Xu Cheng’an has been like a different person, no longer crying as he did during their dating days, though still clingy, but completely different from his previous intense behavior, maintaining an excellent balance in their marital relationship.
If during their dating period, Chen Jing’s feelings were happy and sweet, then during these three months of marriage, her feelings have only become more and more relaxed.
Xu Cheng’an hasn’t cried again, but his habit of blushing has remained, easily provoked.
Once, Chen Jing suddenly pinned him against the wall, pretending to be a bandit and teasing him in a rough voice.
Xu Cheng’an’s cheeks immediately turned bright red, his eyes darting around, not daring to look at her, but secretly pinching her waist with his fingertips – a shy and anticipatory look that was incredibly charming.
Afterwards, he would occasionally create small romantic moments, with so many variations that even Chen Jing, an “old hand,” couldn’t help but feel her heart flutter…
As it turned out, he seemed to have truly transformed, and his happiness index even rose to 95% during this period, becoming so stable that Chen Jing began to wonder if she was overthinking things.
Until today, when Chen Jing suddenly found a pile of books under the bed –
