In the room filled with joy and happiness, Liu Shishi, wearing a red silk cover, sat nervously on the edge of the bed.
There were no lights on in the room, only a red candle was lit.
Hearing footsteps outside, Liu Shishi couldn't help but grip the bedsheet tightly.
She didn't have a heart.
However, at this moment, she felt her heart racing wildly, like a deer bumping into things. She couldn't help but wonder, "When it's time for our wedding night, what should I do? I forgot to consult Yang Yin and the others. Would my husband prefer spiritual intercourse... or something else...?"
The door was pushed open.
Xu Yang walked in.
He put the wine on the nightstand, sat down next to Liu Shishi, lifted her veil, and caught her hand.
