Chu Yi: "..." Please stop talking. It's better to be short of oxygen than to suffocate in front of me.
So, all Qiao Anchen saw was that the lump on the bed move slightly, and then it buried itself deeper into the blankets, even covering the few strands of hair that were sticking out.
Okay then.
Qiao Anchen stepped into the bathroom and closed the door behind him.
Hearing a series of noises outside, and confirming that the sound of water had started, Chu Yi threw off the covers. Her cheeks were flushed from lack of oxygen as she took deep breaths of fresh air.
She stared at the ceiling, trying to catch her breath, and the embarrassment in her heart gradually dissipated.
When Qiao Anchen came out after drying his hair, the person on the bed had returned to normal, with their eyes closed and a gentle and peaceful expression, as if they were asleep.
He moved quietly, keeping his eyes on Chu Yi's face as he carefully lifted the blanket and lay down.
There was a noticeable depression next to it, and Chu Yi's eyelashes trembled uncontrollably, like a butterfly gently flapping its wings, which Qiao Anchen noticed.
"Are you asleep?" he asked. Chu Yi paused for two seconds before answering with her eyes closed.
"She's asleep."
"..."
Qiao Anchen paused for a moment, his mind drifting back to what had happened earlier. After thinking for a while, he decided to explain to her.
"Actually, I didn't see anything just now. There was a towel covering me, and besides..." We're already married...
Before Qiao Anchen could finish speaking, Chu Yi forcefully covered his mouth with her hand. Her eyes widened, big and bright, showing no sign of her previous 'being asleep'.
"Shut up!" Chu Yi said fiercely, her shy girlish heart completely shattered.
Qiao Anchen did not resist and let her cover his hand for a while before gently removing it.
"I'm not going to say anything more."
His gentle attitude soothed Chu Yi, who seemed to let out a soft hum, then clutched her blanket tightly and turned her back.
The two lay together on the bed, no one spoke, the air was very quiet, Qiao Anchen looked at the orange light above his head, his emotions were a little turbulent.
The image of that snow-white skin always flashes through my mind. Her shoulders are small, and when she covers her chest, her collarbone protrudes, forming a small dimple. Her eyes are wide open, like a frightened little animal, timid and adorable.
Qiao Anchen's throat bobbed, and he suddenly looked to the side.
"The first day of the year."
"What are you doing?" she asked in a muffled voice without turning her head, still with her back to him.
"We are already a legally married couple."
“…Hmm?” Chu Yi turned around and looked at him with a puzzled expression. Qiao Anchen’s gaze was deep, dark and calm, seemingly carrying an unknown meaning.
Her mind went blank for a moment, and her thoughts drifted away.
Legally married... so... are we supposed to fulfill marital obligations...?
"I am a normal 28-year-old man."
"..."
The two lay face to face. Qiao Anchen sighed almost imperceptibly, reached out and tucked a stray strand of hair behind her ear, causing her to involuntarily tense up.
"I'm thinking of doing something for you."
Chu Yi was completely stunned, his mind went blank, and he didn't know how to react. He could only mechanically follow up with his question.
"For example..."
As soon as the words left her mouth, she regretted them and wished she could kill herself.
Qiao Anchen moved his hand behind her head and leaned over.
"For example, like this."
A kiss landed softly on my forehead, then on my nose, and then on my lips.
His movements were very light and gentle, his breath brushed against her face, and he was close to her. Qiao Anchen's scent was the same as hers, a fresh, slightly salty ocean scent.
The shower gel I chose on the first day of the Lunar New Year.
The buttons of his pajamas were undone, and his kisses gradually moved downwards. Chu Yi's hands unconsciously rested on his shoulders, and she heard Qiao Anchen's deep, husky voice in her ear.
"There's also this."
"so."
The words were accompanied by a series of movements, and the fingers seemed to ignite her skin, causing a tingling and numb sensation to rise from her tailbone. Her reason began to crumble, and Chu Yi closed her eyes, letting out a soft hum.
"Stop talking..."
She seemed unaware of the softness in her voice, but Qiao Anchen froze for a moment before flipping her over and pinning her beneath him.
...
Before getting married, Chu Yi had discussed her first time with Cheng Li.
She said that if the other party were Qiao Anchen, she probably wouldn't resist at all, after all, she had already fantasized about his body when they first met.
Cheng Li scoffed at the time.
"There's a big difference between theory and practice, kid. Why don't you try it out first and then tell me!"
Now, Chu Yi lay in Qiao Anchen's arms, thinking that tomorrow she could share her actual experience with Cheng Li.
To be honest, both of them were novices. Chu Yi's experience wasn't particularly good, but Qiao Anchen did get a taste of it.
Considering her health, he rested after the night ended. However, the next day, Chu Yi was woken up in her sleep. She frowned, involuntarily hugged the person in her arms, and breathed heavily.
The two of them gloriously missed breakfast. Around noon, Qiao Anchen finally let go of her arm and got out of bed. Chu Yi was still lying there, completely limp.
That day, Qiao Anchen didn't feel like reading. After tidying up, he came out of the kitchen and saw Chu Yi curled up on the sofa playing on her iPad. Without thinking, he walked over to her.
"What are you looking at?" He naturally picked up Chu Yi and placed her on his lap, then hugged her from behind, resting his face on her neck.
The first-year students were nervous, which was quite pathetic.
“Comics…” She slid her finger across the screen to show him. Qiao Anchen glanced at them, but his attention shifted to her hands.
Those hands were slender and white, easily grasped in the palm of your hand, making her seem tiny and delicate, and very comfortable to hold.
Qiao Anchen held her hand and played with it in his palm.
Chu Yi couldn't concentrate on the comic anymore; he was completely distracted by it. Fortunately, Qiao Anchen received a phone call shortly afterward. It seemed someone from the procuratorate wanted to see him, so he went to the study to discuss something.
Chu Yi let out a long breath and clutched his chest.
If this continues, my heart probably won't be able to handle it.
In Lancheng, there is a custom that the bride must visit her parents' home three days after the wedding. This was also the last day of Qiao Anchen's vacation.
Early in the morning, the two got up to pack their things, including gifts, fruit, and some miscellaneous items. Chu Yi changed his clothes and prepared to go out.
The person in the mirror had a rosy complexion, and her eyes and brows seemed to be filled with the joy of spring. She remembered what had happened in the past two days and walked away somewhat embarrassedly.
Qiao Anchen had already finished packing and was waiting for her in front of the car. The two families lived not far apart, only about half an hour's drive apart. As soon as the two entered the house carrying their things, they were warmly welcomed by the two elders.
While Qiao Anchen and Chu Tian were exchanging pleasantries, Chu Yi was led into her room by her mother, Ms. Wen Fang, who grabbed her hand.
"Daughter, tell your mother the truth, what kind of person is Qiao Anchen?" She stared at Chu Yi's face, scrutinizing her closely.
Chu Yi was completely confused. "He's fine."
"So, do you have that—" Ms. Wenfang asked mysteriously, lowering her voice and looking on with curiosity.
Chu Yi snapped out of her daze, her face turning bright red with embarrassment and shame.
"Mom! How could you do this?!"
"What's wrong? What's wrong? I'm your mother. I was just thinking that since this is your first time, you might not understand something, so as someone who's been through it all, I'm here to guide you..."
"No need! We're fine!"
After dinner, the two said goodbye and went back. Chu Yi's face was still red. Qiao Anchen was driving and paying attention to the road conditions, glancing at her with distraction.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing," Chu Yi said, covering her face in a muffled voice.
"Your face is very red, do you have a fever?" Qiao Anchen asked with concern. He reached out to touch her forehead, but Chu Yi dodged him.
"No, I'm just a little hot." She fanned herself with her hand and chuckled dryly. Qiao Anchen thought for a moment and turned the car's air conditioning to the lowest temperature.
A cold front swept in, and a chilly wind howled. Before long, the temperature inside the car turned icy cold. Chu Yi had worn a dress today because she wanted to look pretty. At that moment, she touched her bare arms and secretly glanced at Qiao Anchen.
The man in my line of sight wore a long-sleeved shirt, gripped the steering wheel, and stared ahead with a calm expression, seemingly oblivious to the coldness around him.
The car stopped, the door opened, and Chu Yi was suddenly exposed to the hot air outside. He hugged his arms and couldn't help but shiver.
It was really chilly inside, but she was too embarrassed to say so. Thinking that it was only a short walk, she endured it, but she didn't expect it to get colder and colder as she went on.
Chu Yi couldn't help but sniffle, feeling a bitter taste in her mouth.
Whether it was due to the combination of hot and cold or some other reason, Chu Yi woke up feeling dizzy and lightheaded in the morning.
Qiao Anchen returned to work today after his holiday and went to work very early, without Chu Yi noticing at all.
The house was empty at the moment. She ate a quick breakfast, lay weakly on the sofa, and took out her phone to send him a message.
"I have a cold."
The message was followed by a pitiful and aggrieved emoji. Qiao Anchen didn't reply for a moment. Chu Yi turned off her phone and held it to her chest, thinking that he must be busy and hadn't seen it.
As a result, they waited until noon before Chu Yi finally received a message with a very familiar phrase.
"Is it serious? Drink more hot water and get some rest."
"..."
Chu Yi stared at her phone for a long time without moving, somewhat incredulous. She silently opened Weibo and found a collection of bloggers complaining about straight men, with the top comment being "drink more hot water."
She copied the link, packaged it, and sent it to Qiao Anchen.
A few seconds passed.
Qiao Anchen: [?]
He only replied with a simple question mark. Chu Yi's anger was about to burst, and he held his finger in the chat box for a long time without typing. He kept taking deep breaths to calm himself down.
However, not long after, a long message came from the other side.