This sudden kiss frightened her. Lei Zhao whispered softly in her ears, "Close your eyes."
His thin lips nibbled on Yan Mei's earlobe, and he breathed lightly beside her ear. A few seconds later, Yan Mei's entire ear turned red and she felt a little itchy.
Lei Zhao's gentle and low voice sounded in her ear. "Wife, should we consummate our marriage?" he asked and tilted his head to the side to see her reaction. His eyes narrowed on her as if searching out the answer for himself.
Yan Mei's body stiffened for a second before nodding. To be precise, tonight was her wedding night and she wanted to enjoy herself.
Unconsciously, Yan Mei's delicate and slender hands gently outlined his neck. This gesture undoubtedly gave Lei Zhao the encouragement that he needed.
He traced his thumb over her mouth and said roughly, "Wifey, I want to see you."
