Miss Truth
Chapter 464 - 303: The Pitfall of Consummation

Chapter 464: Chapter 303: The Pitfall of Consummation

The moon rose above the willow’s head, the courtyard was still filled with noise, and inside the room, the fragrance of incense lingered. Ran Yan’s legs had gone numb from kneeling so long, but she did not want to move.

Ran Yan had remained especially composed while preparing for marriage, without giving much thought to anything else. However, now on the bedchamber’s couch, she acutely became aware of what was about to transpire. Once indifferent to such matters, her heart was now pounding like a drum; she even felt a bit dry-mouthed and thirsty...

Dry-mouthed and thirsty... Her body felt unusually hot... Ran Yan sensed that something was amiss, her gaze landed on the incense burner, and upon taking a light whiff, her expression changed slightly. She was about to get off the bed to extinguish the incense when the door creaked open.

A breeze lightly lifted the red silk curtains, the scent of alcohol arrived before the person did, causing Ran Yan’s body to tense up. She even forgot to extinguish the incense, just staring blankly as the figure approached.

The curtain was lifted by a slender hand, and Ran Yan instinctively looked up at him.

With a tall and straight stature like a pine tree, and handsome features, Xiao Song wore a dark vermillion round-necked official robe. His face bore a smile, and his bright black eyes shined like stars in the sky, dazzling yet profound.

Xiao Song’s features inherently had nothing to do with the word "gentle," but at that moment, with a light flush on his cheeks and what seemed like a trace of dampness on his lips, they seemed soft and moist under the light.

Xiao Song looked at her unwaveringly, and Ran Yan felt uncomfortable with such intimacy, turning her face away with a hint of annoyance, "Have you stared enough!"

With amusement in his voice, Xiao Song said, "Are you hungry? Let’s eat first," while reaching out to hold her delicate hand.

Ran Yan shifted her body, stretching her legs out with some effort, "Let me rest for a while."

Ran Yan sat on the edge of the bed for a while; Xiao Song did not speak. She found it strange, but then felt a strong hand grasp her ankle, kneading her calf with a firm but gentle pressure.

Ran Yan let out a sigh of relief, feeling comfortable. Xiao Song promptly sat on the bed’s edge, lifting her leg onto his, massaging with even more skill.

Ran Yan, who was enjoying it, changed to a more comfortable position but then alarmingly discovered a certain change beneath her in Xiao Song, amid the lingering sweet fragrance. She suddenly remembered the incense she hadn’t put out, which contained some aphrodisiac ingredients. Using a bit of this on one’s wedding night wasn’t excessive; it wasn’t as potent as the Red Dust Powder she experienced before, but since newlywed couples were generally unfamiliar with each other, to avoid embarrassment, some stimulants were added to the incense to provoke excitement.

"Ah Yan..." Xiao Song’s voice was hoarse. He could feel her smooth skin through the thin silk, yet he refrained from moving further. When he turned to look at her, he met her flushed face, radiant as a rosaceous cloud, breathtakingly beautiful.

Xiao Song’s heart skipped a beat, then started racing rapidly. His throat moved slightly as he reached out to pull Ran Yan into his arms.

"Xiao Yuezhi..." Startled, she had not finished speaking when he captured her lips.

He sucked on her lips, rolling them around yet somehow feeling it wasn’t enough, and hesitated to go further. In her drowsy state, Ran Yan suddenly realized something... Xiao Yuezhi, he didn’t know how to kiss!

This wasn’t surprising when she thought about it; before Ran Yan was married, she had seen erotic paintings, which had many scenes teaching about pleasure. However, kissing was always just mouth to mouth.

Ran Yan suddenly laughed out loud, and Xiao Song was about to ask her what was wrong, parting his lips when Ran Yan’s arms encircled his neck; a soft, nimble little tongue promptly invaded, gently sweeping across the walls of his mouth and sending a tingling sensation straight to his heart. His breath and mouth were filled with the light fragrance of orchids, sweet to the taste.

Xiao Song’s intelligence meant he quickly understood why Ran Yan had laughed. Even with his worldly sophistication and thick skin, he was still a man, and couldn’t bear being "mocked" by his woman. He took the initiative then, playfully engaging with the sprightly little tongue.

It has to be said, men generally possess a natural talent for such matters, and Xiao Song was no innocent youth. In no time, he had Ran Yan surrender, while he himself showed no sign of satiety, continuing to demand more.

Ran Yan was feeling increasingly hot, and as the man beside her was her husband, there was naturally no need for courtesies. She reached out to untie his belt.

Experiencing such exquisite pleasure for the first time, Xiao Song had a hard time maintaining control and let her do as she pleased while also eagerly beginning to release Ran Yan’s sash.

However, Xiao Song clearly was at a disadvantage; Ran Yan wore seven or eight layers, while he only had three... and the sashes of each layer of her jewelry-laden wedding attire were not all in the same place.

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