The next morning.
When the sun was three bamboo sticks high, Sun Siwen woke up.
His footsteps were a little floaty, and he wobbled out of his room.
Upon arriving at the dining hall, he saw Lu Yuan leisurely sipping his morning tea, who then teased him as he entered, "Oh, the groom is awake. How was yesterday's experience? Was it heavenly bliss?"
Sun Siwen thought about last night, his face changed slightly, blushing a little bit, but then he looked at his friend, and retorted, "To know whether it's heavenly bliss or not, Brother Lu, you simply need to find yourself a wife."
"Haha, I'll pass. I've got used to living freely; I don't want someone bossing me around."
Lu Yuan laughed, skipped the subject, and turned to inquire, "Where's the bride? It's early morning, and although she doesn't have in-laws to see, as Brother Sun's friend, I'm basically her little brother-in-law. Shouldn't she come and greet me?"
