Abandoned daughter reborn, legitimate son is resourceful

"My acquaintance with him..."

When Chu Xiaoran finished recalling how he and Nan Jinming met and got to know each other, and then settled down and got married, everything seemed to be going smoothly, but there was always something that made people feel uncomfortable.

"So your acquaintance with the master was so tortuous. Did the vicious father and son die later?"

Yan Boxi was very interested, but it was already late, the banquet outside had ended, and Chu Xiaoran's story had already ended.

Listening to the footsteps gradually approaching outside, Chu Xiaoran instantly recognized that they were Nan Jinming's footsteps.

Yan Boxi shuddered, quickly stood up, bent down, and hurriedly cleaned up the melon seed shells on the ground.

Chu Xiaoran couldn't help laughing as he felt his movements.

Yan Boxi had also just arrived not too long ago, probably just yesterday. I had talked to him for a long time today, and I had become much closer to him.

Nan Jinming's face was slightly flushed, and the collar of his shirt was slightly torn open, revealing his delicate collarbone. His fair face was as rosy as jade, with a hint of translucence between his brows, and he seemed a little drunk.

Nan Jinming staggered to the front of the new house, stretched out her hand and gently knocked on the door. Even though she was a little drunk, she knew the etiquette. She was just afraid that if she pushed the door open, she would scare Chu Xiaoran.

Her husband is usually timid, so she can't be so reckless and scare him.

Yan Boxi walked forward, opened the door, and saw that it was Nan Jinming. He had already guessed it, but he still glared at Nan Jinming unhappily: "You still remember that today is your wedding day. I thought you were drunk to death at the wine table."

"Pfft, pfft, what unlucky words are you saying here? Today is your master's wedding day, why are you talking about living a life of drunkenness and dreams? Okay, little brat, you should hurry back to your room. I, your master, need to cherish this wedding night."

Yan Boxi listened to Nan Jinming's teasing words. Although he was still young, people of his age had already married and their children were already one year old. So when faced with such a thing, he could only smile awkwardly and escaped from the room.

Nan Jinming stepped over the threshold and walked in. He saw bright candlelight illuminating the entire room, and a pair of wedding candles were burning brightly on a high platform.

The whole room was so quiet that the only sound could be heard was Nan Jinming's footsteps. She closed the door and walked towards the inner room. Her breathing was heavy, probably because she had been forced to drink some wine. In fact, she could drink quite a lot, but she was just happy today and drank a few more glasses.

In the past, when the two of them shared a room, Nan Jinming didn't dare to touch Chu Xiaoran at all. He always curled up in the corner alone, like a proud and lonely flower. Although he could touch him with his hand, if he truly loved someone, he would not destroy the flower before the promise was fulfilled.

Loving someone is like raising flowers, so Nan Jinming would cultivate all the soil before planting his own flowers.

"came back?"

Chu Xiaoran's light voice rang out in the room, with a hint of tenderness and a bit of apology.

Nan Jinming understood the implication of his words, quickened his pace and came to the edge of the bed. Fortunately, Yan Boxi still had some conscience and had already cleaned up the dates, walnuts and peanuts on the bed.

"I'm back. Have you been waiting for me for a long time?"

Nan Jinming picked up the wedding veil on the edge of the bed and gently lifted the red veil on Chu Xiaoran's head until his handsome face was revealed little by little. He looked at her with red lips, white teeth, and curved eyebrows and eyes, smiling.

Nan Jinming finally let go of the stone in her heart. She looked at the person in front of her and felt more at ease than ever before.

"Have you eaten anything?"

"I had some cakes."

"What else do you want to eat? I'll ask the servants to cook you something hot."

"no need."

Chu Xiaoran shook his head. Everyone had a great time today and drank some wine. They must be tipsy now. It would be a bit troublesome to ask them to cook for him.

"You will be the master of this Xiao Mansion from now on, so don't be afraid of bothering them."

Chu Xiaoran looked at Nan Jinming with a smile, stretched out his hand, and pulled her to sit next to him.

"I just talked a lot with Bo Xi, talking about how we met and got to know each other, and how we are now able to get married. I said a lot, but it always felt like you and I knew each other a long time ago."

Nan Jinming pursed her lips and smiled softly. She stretched out her slender fingers, held Chu Xiaoran's chin, turned his face towards her, pursed her lips, moved her throat slightly, and smiled: "Husband, have you forgotten what time it is now?"

Chu Xiaoran finally realized what he had said on their wedding night.

Nan Jinming moved her thumb and rubbed Chu Xiaoran's lips. Then she looked at her thumb and chuckled, "This lip balm is well used. It makes my husband's lips look red and his teeth look white."

Chu Xiaoran's originally fair face gradually turned red due to her teasing. He wanted to turn his head away, but his chin was held by her and he could not move.

"Xiao Ran..."

Nan Jinming suddenly called his name in a low and hoarse voice.

Chu Xiaoran's eyebrows twitched slightly, and he stared blankly at the divine face so close to him with a pair of confused eyes.

"Ok?"

"Call me my wife and listen."

The blush on Chu Xiaoran's face became more obvious, and his eyes were a little wavering, but when he saw the face of the person in front of him clearly, he settled down. The person in front of him no longer cared about his surroundings.

"Master wife."

After hearing her words, Chu Xiaoran called out timidly.

Nan Jinming clamped his chin with his hand, exerted a little force, and put his other hand around his waist, pressing him against himself. He lightly placed his lips on his thin lips, first tasting them lightly, and then slowly sucking.

For the first time, Chu Xiaoran had a strange feeling. He opened his eyes in surprise, looking at the face in front of him that had been magnified countless times. Then he felt something strange about his lips, and then he slowly closed his eyes to further feel this wonderful moment.

Nan Jinming was worried that he would scare him, so he followed up step by step, first gently attaching it to his lips and grinding it slowly.

But the hand that was around his waist was gradually gaining strength, loosening the hand that was clamped on Chu Xiaoran's chin and instead touching the back of his head.

Then, she fumbled with his hair, and after a while, the hair accessories fell to the ground one by one.

Chu Xiaoran was a little dazed by the kiss. It was not until Nan Jinming left his lips that he slowly opened his eyes after a long time. There was already a little mist in his eyes.

"My innocent little husband, you look like this after just one kiss?"

Chu Xiaoran's face flushed with shame. He raised his hands to cover his cheeks and rolled up his wide sleeves, but Nan Jinming seized the opportunity and untied his belt.

Chu Xiaoran was horrified and hurriedly put down his hands and grabbed his belt.

"What? Do you regret marrying me?"

Nan Jinming gradually approached him, his hands further groping for his belt, unbuttoning it bit by bit, just like a street thug.