Unconsciously, Wang Youbao's hand reached into his bosom, thinking of his wife sitting just behind him on the bed, he blushed again.
Li Wuyu's bridal veil had already been lifted by Wang Youbao during the time everyone was reveling in the wedding chamber.
And their shared wedding toast had also been drunk during the revelries.
Now, it truly was just the two of them left in the bridal chamber...
Li Wuyu, dressed in bright red wedding attire, was sitting on the bed, her head bowed. Her lovely face looked even more charming at this moment, her hands tightly twisting the edge of her gown, occasionally sneaking glances at Wang Youbao.
After a long while, seeing that Wang Youbao was still standing at the door with his back to her, as if he was going to leave her hanging there, Li Wuyu felt both shy and angry, but in the end, she called out, "Baobao."
"Ah?" Wang Youbao immediately turned around.
