Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s

”Yes! We’re married!” Yan Huan felt like it was a dream, ”Getting married is so exhausting...”

”Exhausting but blissful!” Ji Chuan curved his lips.

”Mm.” Yan Huan nodded, gently leaning on Ji Chuan’s shoulder, ”I hope we can always be happy like this.”

”Of course, you must believe in me, believe in our love!” Ji Chuan raised his hand to hold her tightly, ”I will take you across the lands of our country during my lifetime, and we will also have the joy of having children! Little ones as adorable and smart as sunny brothers...”

Yan Huan was captivated by his deep, mellow voice, envisioning a beautiful future: ”And then?”

”Then watch them grow and bring us lots of happiness. But before that, we need to do something extremely important!” Ji Chuan’s voice came full of laughter.

”What is it?” Yan Huan blinked her eyes, unable to grasp the meaning immediately.

Ji Chuan looked down at her, his eyes deepening with amusement, carrying a hint of mischief.

Yan Huan understood his meaning, a blush rising on her cheeks, she opened her mouth to say something but saw a shadow fall over her, and felt a gentle warmth on her lips.

Ji Chuan was kissing her.

”Mm...” Yan Huan let out a gentle hum, her body shifted slightly, finding a comfortable position.

Ji Chuan misinterpreted her movement, paused, raised an eyebrow, and looked at her: ”This time, it’s rightful and legal. Even the nation protects it!”

Yan Huan laughed, wrapped her arms around his neck, closed her eyes, and leaned in to kiss him.

Ji Chuan was slightly stunned, a hint of amusement in his eyes as he closed them and kissed her deeply.

Her lips were soft and sweet, an irresistible taste, their lips and teeth brushing against each other, sucking and touching, this peculiar tingling sensation passed through the nerves, spread through her entire body.

This electric-like feeling hit Ji Chuan’s deep emotions, stirring more discontent and a desire to explore, he extended his tongue, parted her lips, gently swept her gums and the walls of her mouth, entwining fiercely with her tongue, with a wild and unrestrained invasion, absorbing the sweet nectar within her.

Yan Huan felt a tingling sensation on the tip of her tongue, accompanied by a numbing shiver.

The fusion of these two contrasting feelings spread throughout her body, stirring her heart into a frenzy, she shifted her body impatiently, wanting more.

This time Ji Chuan no longer needed to restrain himself, Yan Huan was already his wife, tonight was their wedding night, he could ascend Mount Wu with his beloved.

Yan Huan, breathless from the kiss, felt her lips swell when Ji Chuan finally released them.

Afterwards, she felt a chill as her clothes were removed by Ji Chuan, she shyly crossed her arms, shielding her chest, and looked at Ji Chuan.

”You’re already my wife, what is there to be embarrassed about?” Ji Chuan laughed, his eyes shining softly.

He gently pushed aside Yan Huan’s arms, buried his head in that enchanting sight, softly uttered a sentence: ”I will make you happy!”

Yan Huan closed her eyes.

How does one describe this feeling, it was the first time in years that she felt this way, this unique sensation made her feel as though electricity was coursing through her body, her toes curled, heart racing, breath quickened, yet her body felt unbearably empty.

For the first time, she realized Ji Chuan’s hands and kisses held magic, as if guided by some divine faith, his hands roamed reverently over her delicate curves, igniting flames throughout her, stirring a tidal wave within her.