Eventually, Xiao opened her mouth. Her tone was as cold as the night sea.
"Is there a reason not to?"
Jun Shang smirked as he replied. He wasn't aware that he looked as dangerous as he did when he was a teen with his hair down. However, Xiao's expression did not change.
"You know very well what this marriage means."
"I know. It's the beginning of a relationship that will bring about a pleasant profit."
"So why must you have a taste of this pleasure too?"
"Like you said, because it's a pleasure. A pleasure that will always be enjoyable."
"What are you going to do if I don't like it?"
"You won't dislike it, Yun Xiao."
Xiao slightly cocked her head. As her hair slid down, her cold eyes glared at him.
"You... are so sure of yourself."
"The feedback I've received so far has been positive."
At his words, Xiao faintly smiled. He could almost hear her voice in the wind saying 'So certain, are you?' Even then, the wisteria flowers trickled down his wife's body. Xiao watched the flower petals fly away.
The purple wisteria flower was said to be the flower of a bride waiting for her husband. She must have answered her husband's call because she was sitting underneath the wisteria tree.
"What if I continue to say no?"
Jun Shang couldn't tell if she was asking him or the flowers.
"In the end, you'll give in. We have to see each other every night."
She wouldn't be able to reject him forever. Like it or not, they were married and had to live under the same roof. They didn't know when this would end. If he put his mind to it, they would ultimately end up sleeping together.
His wife walked over to him. She walked slowly and stopped when she stood right in front of him. She answered him with an indifferent expression.
"Fine."
She walked past him and entered the bedroom. Once again, Jun Shang followed behind her. After he closed the veranda doors, they no longer heard the sound of the wind. He then raised his hand and brought his wife's hair in front of her shoulder. Her white and slender neck was milky underneath the dim moonlight.
"We won't do this again if I don't like it."
Jun Shang heard his wife's voice. Her profile entered his eyes.
"Okay."
He answered her quietly.
"I don't want to have a child."
He untied his wife's belt.
"I agree."
He also didn't want a child. He didn't plan on bringing about another unfortunate being into this unfortunate world.
"Are you good at this?"
Jun Shang laughed at Xiao's question. As he lowered her yukata, he revealed her milky shoulders. He had the skills to give her the best pleasure a woman could ever experience.
"Well, as long as we're doing this, do it well. If you don't deliver, there won't be a next time."
Scary. He brought his lips to her shoulder and chuckled.
"Hnnng."
A woman's first moan was always a good sign.
Even if she tries to suppress it, it can't be suppressed, so she lets out a breath.
As she moaned, his wife's head fell back. The yukatas were randomly strewn above the sheets.
A wisteria petal was stuck to the back of her neck. He stretched down and bit the flower petal. The petal and skin both crumbled between his teeth. The sweet taste spread in his mouth like an aphrodisiac.
"Haa..."
Xiao's hand gripped her abandoned yukata. He had already teased her nipples, and they glistened as they perked up. With another surge of desire, Jun Shang cupped her breast once again.
His wife's body was beautiful. It was as smooth as a painting. Her perfectly supple breasts, her long and slender hands and feet. More than that, the most captivating features were her fragrance and her pale, soft skin that seemed to melt underneath her hands.
'You're beautiful.' She didn't seem to be touched by his words. There was no reason for her to respond with 'You too' just to be polite. But none of that mattered. Her proud face and her cold eyes. All of it. He liked all of it. And starting today, all of it would be his.
"Ahh."