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"Lord Chu!"

"Sister... the wine is very strong."

Chu Sikong did not let go; instead, he used the momentum to lean forward, his entire body almost pressed against hers.

His breath carried the rich aroma of alcohol, along with a heat that made one blush and their heart race.

I feel a little dizzy.

He buried his head in Jiang Yining's neck, his high nose bridge touching her delicate skin.

"Let go of me first, then go lie down on the bed."

Jiang Yining's voice was a little unsteady, and her pushing hand didn't use much force.

"I don't."

Chu Sikong hugged her waist tightly as if he were being unreasonable, and his uninjured hand began to wander restlessly around her waist, his fingertips untying the ties of her outer garment.

"Sister, tonight is our wedding night."

"you……"

Jiang Yining panicked a little and grabbed his wandering hand: "Do you even know how to do it? Why are you moving around like that?"

Upon hearing this, Chu Sikong paused for a moment.

On that face, flushed red from the smell of alcohol, lay an extremely innocent and bewildered expression.

Beneath the red silk, Jiang Yining could almost see those wet eyes looking at her with a wronged expression.

"I...I don't understand."

Chu Sikong bit his lower lip, his voice so soft it could melt water: "I've always been sick, and no one taught me these things."

He grabbed Jiang Yining's hand and pulled it to the collar of his shirt, causing her to bump into his grandfather's lover.

At this, beads of sweat appeared on the young man's forehead.

"Sister, please teach me, okay?"

He looked like an abandoned little animal begging for mercy: "I will be very good, I will do whatever you tell me to do... just don't push me away."

As he moved, the red wedding dress slipped off his shoulders, revealing the young man's thin but not weak shoulders.

Her collarbones were deep-set, and her skin was dazzlingly white, gleaming with a delicate sheen under the red candlelight.

Jiang Yining subconsciously compared him to Ji Lingxiao. The other man had the physique and curves of a mature man, but at this moment she felt that Chu Sikong, this young man who looked like a little wife, was also... quite attractive.

"Let's...let's go to sleep first." She tried to make a last-ditch effort.

"Okay, time to sleep."

Chu Sikong nodded obediently, then pulled Jiang Yining, who was completely unprepared, down onto the bed.

In a dizzying moment, their positions were switched.

Although he couldn't see her, he precisely moved closer, placing his hands on either side of Jiang Yining, firmly trapping her in the small space between himself and the bed.

Her long hair fell down and brushed against Jiang Yining's cheeks, making them tickle.

"Lord Chu! Please don't..."

"Shhh."

Chu Sikong extended his long, slender index finger and pressed it against Jiang Yining's lips.

"Call me husband."

Before Jiang Yining could react, he lowered his head and kissed her.

Unlike the previous tentative kisses, this one was urgent and clumsy yet fierce.

Don't mess with men of any age.

Jiang Yining began to understand these words, her knees pressed against her collarbone.

She didn't know how a blind person could have learned such skills.

They could only purse their lips and try their best not to make a sound, so as not to "lose face".

"Lord Chu... that's enough."

Upon hearing this, Chu Sikong looked up, his nose slightly moist, and his voice emanated from his nasal cavity: "I'm sorry, my wife, you smell too good."

"Could you wait a little longer? I haven't eaten anything tonight, just had that one glass of wine, and I'm so thirsty..."

The next morning, the newly arrived maidservant, her face flushed, stood guard at the door with water in her hands.

The bed curtains inside the room remained closed.

A jade-white hand slowly emerged from the gap in the curtains, about to grasp the edge of the bed, when it was covered by a hand with long, slender knuckles.

Their fingers are intertwined.

"Lord Chu...it's already dawn..."

"My lady, you've called me by the wrong name."

"I said, if you call the wrong number, you'll get extra time..."

Her jade-like hand was suddenly pulled back into the shadows of the curtain.

The maid stood outside from dawn until noon before the second young master, dressed in red, finally came out of the room.

Although his eyes were bound with a cloth, his superior features were like those of a celestial being.

The young maidservant secretly glanced at the man's physique; he wasn't particularly muscular...

How did they manage to stay up from night until noon? So you can't judge a man just by his physique?

"You don't need to serve me. Go and prepare some porridge for the lady."

Chu Sikong took the basin and turned back.

The maid turned to prepare the meal, delivered it to the room, and was then turned away.

She was guarding the door, and before long her ears turned bright red from listening.

"My husband... I'm hungry, I need to eat first."

"I'm feeding my wife..."

The young maid was puzzled. Wasn't the second young master blind? Shouldn't he be the one being fed?

"Lord Chu! I said I want to eat first!"

There was no sound from inside, so the little maid couldn't resist peeking out, but the door wasn't closed tightly.

All she saw was a head of black hair spread across the table...

The second young master was actually kneeling...

Seemingly sensing being spied on, a pair of exceptionally beautiful eyes, filled with countless stars, looked towards the door.

The young maidservant was struck by the eerie starlight within them after just one glance, her mind buzzing, and she hurriedly pushed them away.

Were those eyes really blind? They look so eerie…

I can't watch this anymore, or I'll lose my life.

……

That night, the darkness was as black as ink, and a strong wind swept up the remaining clouds, obscuring the crescent moon. The entire Chu residence was shrouded in silence and gloom.

Only in the main courtyard bedroom was a single, dim lamp still lit.

A lithe black figure descended from the top of the wall like a ghost.

Bai Ze, dressed in black clothes that tightly hugged his explosively muscular physique, lay prone in the shadows of the wall, his eyes, gleaming with a golden light in the darkness, fixed on the tightly closed carved wooden door.

Only then did he realize that Blind Chu had actually taken on two households and married Ningning.

"Bullshit!" Bai Ze cursed inwardly.

How could Ningning possibly be interested in that weak, bland chicken?

It must be that old woman from the Chu family threatening to kill herself, or that blind man Chu used some underhanded means to force Ningning!

"Ningning, don't be afraid, I'm coming to save you."

Bai Ze, like a nimble big cat, silently crept to the bedroom window.

The room was quiet. Bai Ze stretched out his finger, dipped it in saliva, and gently poked a hole in the window paper.

Looking through the small hole, one could see that the canopy bed was covered by a low curtain, obscuring the view inside, but one could vaguely see the brocade quilt bulging, suggesting that only one person was sleeping on the inside.

As expected! Ningning refused, and the blind man was kicked out!

"Heaven is helping me!"

Bai Ze's heart pounded wildly, filled with an indescribable excitement. He nimbly flipped inside, landing silently.

A faint scent of peach blossoms filled the room, Ningning's unique fragrance, which made Bai Ze's throat go dry.

He tiptoed to the bedside, his heart pounding as he looked at the low-hanging bed curtains.

Now that we're here, wouldn't it be a waste not to do something about this beautiful time?

"Ningning..." Bai Ze murmured the name in his heart, his eyes burning with a scorching dark fire.

If things escalate to the point tonight, he'd accept it even if Ningning broke his legs tomorrow! It's better than letting that blind man get away with it!

Bai Ze quickly stripped off his night clothes, revealing his strong and muscular chest, leaving him only in his underpants.

He rubbed his hands together, lifted a corner of the quilt, and like a wolf stealing fish, quickly slipped inside.

The bed was warm and cozy, and Bai Ze dared not be presumptuous, for fear of waking the "beauty," so he could only carefully move in a little further.

My hand groped in the darkness and touched a smooth, warm patch of skin.

"Hiss..." So slippery.

Bai Ze couldn't help but swallow hard. He mustered his courage, stretched out his arm, and tried to pull that body into his arms.

"Ningning, I'm really fine, you should try..."

Bai Ze let out a satisfied sigh in his heart and pressed his body tightly against hers.

However, the next second, his movements froze.

Not right.