Aside from their intimate circle, no one knew of the Second Young Master of the Zhou family's grand wedding. The ceremony was held in secret, without fanfare.
「Their wedding night.」
Zhou Luchen had thrown away all the small contraceptive boxes in Taihe Middle Court; he despised them most of all. They made for a poor experience. This man, Zhou Luchen, possessed no shred of tenderness, no inclination to cherish the fairer sex. There was only raw eagerness and a night that stretched on endlessly.
At midnight, Shen Jing rested on Zhou Luchen's chest.
Zhou Luchen raised his hand, slowly caressing the reddened corners of her eyes. "Are you scared with me?"
Shen Jing closed her eyes and bit into Zhou Luchen's upper arm. He let her vent her emotions, allowed her to bite.
Zhou Luchen leaned lazily against the headboard, holding her, slowly closing his eyes. She bit down hard and wouldn't let go, making him suppress a pained grunt.
