Wedding wine.

A/n: 18+ content if uncomfortable please skip both chapters, including the different physique of mers.

The sudden move threw Yu Dong off her loop, she could feel his warmth seeping through her clothes. Because it was still hot there, the two of them had brought a rather thin clothing material to make their wedding dresses, so when Fang Chi pressed himself against her, his body heat seared through the thin fabric and plastered itself against her skin.  She could feel his breath skimming over her back and the little scratches he was making on her abdomen with his fingers. Really he was a natural!

She swallowed and turned around, even when she moved, Fang Chi didn't remove his arms from her waist. Instead, he simply loosened his hold so that she could move and then pressed his face against her front. "Are you really alright, with me not taking a bath? I drank a lot maybe, my breath still stinks of alcohol."