The following time was for Yang Chen and Zhang Xuelian.
Although they had some experience, now, at their wedding, the two still felt somewhat restrained and awkward.
Yang Chen, being the man of the couple, took the initiative to pull Zhang Xuelian into his arms and hold her tightly in front of him.
Zhang Xuelian did not resist. After all, at this point, the two had already been given the name and truth of husband and wife.
"First, let's get intimate, and then talk?" Yang Chen said with a smile.
Zhang Xuelian paused for a moment, did not speak, but gently nodded.
With his command, Yang Chen smiled.
...
After the storm, the two lay naked in each other's arms, gazing deeply at one another.
Yang Chen looked at Zhang Xuelian, somewhat guilty and apologetic, "I'm going to the Yin River soon, and Sun Zu can't give me much time."
"Yes, I know." Zhang Xuelian, with her keen insight, gently nodded, having already calculated it: "I want to go with you."
