The Wedding Night (3)

Chen Meng'er felt her body press against Yuwen Jing's. Her face and ears were bright red. Her face was also burning hot. When had she ever been so intimate with Yuwen Jing? Previously, the most intimate thing was lying on the same bed with Yuwen Jing and sleeping the whole night.

Chen Meng'er could feel Yuwen Jing's hot breath on her neck. It was hot and itchy, causing her whole body to feel weird. Chen Meng'er wanted to escape as soon as possible.

"Well, it's getting late. I'm going to take a shower first." Chen Meng'er used her strength to escape from Yuwen Jing's embrace. Then, she dragged her slippers and ran to the toilet.

Yuwen Jing looked at his wife's retreating figure and smiled like a fox.

For the time being, he would let her hide. However, even if she tried to hide tonight, she would not be able to escape from his palm.