In this world—
What could be more tempting than a traditionally shy wife taking the initiative on her wedding night?
Since we married, Sixia Xinyan truly changed.
The last barrier between us—the boundary of convention—collapsed at the moment we vowed to grow old together.
“What, what should we do now?”
Su Liumeng, pressed closely against me, her soft, boneless hand touching me, was so excited her brain seemed to have short-circuited.
Her words made my expression melt for a moment.
I bit my moist red lips, feeling the rising embarrassment but forced myself to continue softly, like water about to melt.
“Is there really someone as clueless as you? On a wedding night, I have to personally teach you?”
“Next, definitely help me take off my clothes!”
Granted permission by her wife, Su Liumeng couldn’t hold back her urge.
On the bed lit by flickering candlelight, the tremble of her excitement spread to her trembling fingertips.
“Hey, be gentle.”
Noticing her slightly rough motions, I grabbed her fumbling hand behind my back.
With an annoyed look, I said, “You idiot, idiot, idiot.
You should undo the hidden buttons first.
Why keep pulling the strings in the back?
If you ruin the wedding gown, I’ll bite you.”
“I want to keep it forever.”
I guided Su Liumeng’s hand to the side of my chest.
There was a tied little string there.
This wedding gown had four layers, each with many places needing to be tied.
The beautiful ribbon at the waist was more decorative than functional.
Still grinning foolishly, Su Liumeng hadn’t yet come down from the joy of marrying her beloved.
Holding my hand, feeling the smoothness of our intertwined fingers, her heart fluttered like a kite on a cliff, floating in a limbo.
Only when she clasped my small hand in her own larger one and felt the genuine little emotions did she truly realize—from this moment, she had a wife.
“You—”
Seeing this, I almost bit my lip to pieces.
I struggled twice but didn’t break free.
“I’m helping you take off my clothes, and you just hold my hand like this?”
Su Liumeng immediately let go.
Hands on hips, I glared fiercely at the girl.
“What are you doing? Holding me like this, not ready for the wedding night?”
Lowering her head like a scolded child, Su Liumeng said, “I… I’m just too excited.”
“I just want to hold your hand to make sure I’m not dreaming.”
Hearing her silly words, I secretly smiled.
My eyes no longer showed anger as I leaned in slowly, breathing warmly by her ear.
“No one’s that scared, right?”
“Your wife is helping you take off her own clothes, and you’re still too shy to take the lead?”
This teasing tactic was surprisingly effective.
Regarding my most basic dignity, Su Liumeng felt a sudden rush inside her head, as if a strange heat exploded.
She felt that unless she pinned this mischievous little maid down and teased her all night, she couldn’t vent the suffocating impulse within.
Watching Su Liumeng clench her fists several times, afraid to be too rough, I couldn’t hold back my smile.
The playful spark inside me surged.
These lines I learned online—
So that’s how well they work!
No need for me to help this time.
Su Liumeng leaned over me, casting a shadow, reaching to undo the hidden buttons on my dress.
Smelling her closeness and realizing my clothes were gradually being removed, the excitement I’d felt just moments ago vanished.
Only the nervous tension of reality remained, mixed with strange anticipation for what was to come.
The feeling was complicated.
Part fear of the unknown.
Part joy at drawing closer to the one she loved.
These emotions tangled delicately in my heart.
One minute later.
I remained tense.
Two minutes later.
Still a bit nervous, eyes closed.
Almost letting Su Liumeng take control.
Three minutes later.
My eyelids twitched; nerves lingered.
After five minutes, I couldn’t bear it anymore.
I opened my eyes and glared at Su Liumeng struggling with the third hidden button.
My words carried a little disbelief.
“You’re really hopeless.
Who takes five minutes to undo a wife’s clothes after she’s ready?”
“First time,” Su Liumeng explained dryly.
At that moment,
She wished she could drag out whoever designed this wedding gown and whip them three hundred times.
Who makes a dress that takes ten minutes to unfasten on the wedding night?
Watching her frantic explanation, my gaze softened.
My tone unusually gentle.
“All right, no rush, no rush.
We’ll take it slow…”
Probably—
Everyone’s first time was just this awkward and clumsy.
Youthful innocence on the wedding night, about to mark a turning point for a maturing future self.
Marriage brought responsibilities beyond youthful love.
It was a long-awaited palace of life.
Su Liumeng listened quietly to my voice.
She’d never felt life so beautiful.
All the passion poured into her trembling fingertips.
“Sometimes I really wonder—”
“Who’s the girl here? You or me?
How can just taking off a dress be so hard for you…”
Su Liumeng smiled and replied, “Of course it’s my wife.
I want to pamper you into the happiest little princess in the world.”
I carefully folded my removed gown into my space.
Wearing only a pure white underdress, the softness pressing against her chest made Su Liumeng gulp uncontrollably.
“You keep swallowing like that.
What do you want to do?”
I tilted my head and even straightened my back a bit, teasingly asking, “Want to bury your face?”
Su Liumeng nodded dumbly.
How had I never noticed she had such a playful side?
She looked a little foolish, making me want to kiss her hard.
After the kiss, I’d watch her stunned eyes and trace circles on her palm—surely fun.
Since it was her wedding night, and her mind hadn’t fully caught up to reality yet, I had to tease her more before she woke up fully.
“Since it’s Dreamdream’s wish all along…”
My face flushed as I said, “I have to fulfill it.”
So annoying.
No matter how many times I planned this, when the moment came to actually tease, embarrassment was overwhelming.
Su Liumeng was much taller.
Even sitting, she wasn’t close enough to bury her face.
“Baby, can you stand up?”
Su Liumeng blinked.
I was stunned for a few seconds before realizing how short I was.
The thin nightdress couldn’t hide the girl’s full figure.
Her hair naturally fell down her back like a stunning waterfall.
Su Liumeng stared at me and gently leaned her head close, just like in countless dreams.
Unlike dizzying impressions, with preparation and care, the touch was soft and deep.
It gave an oddly secure feeling.
Like being a child in a crowded street, holding a mother’s hand and feeling safe.
That was the aura I emitted.
Since having my little one, my maturity and radiance grew stronger.
Occasionally, a touch of girlish stubbornness and gentle voice could melt anyone’s heart.
“Satisfied?”
I smiled, watching Su Liumeng’s retreating figure.
“Mm, very satisfied.”
She muttered happily, “So this is e—”
Suddenly hearing my own stats, I was still processing.
My body seemed to understand on its own.
The brain had already determined the future baby would be malnourished.
So I’d been quietly growing all this time.
Originally, I was just a low D.
Now, almost an E+.
As the person experiencing this firsthand,
I was amazed at the baby’s nutritional surplus but worried if the growth would continue.
I really didn’t want to become some kind of humanoid giant.
For now, just a little bigger felt fine, barely acceptable.
If it kept going, that would be troublesome.
After some playful teasing on our wedding night, the atmosphere suddenly calmed.
As if a certain stage ended—more like the warm intimacy of a long-shared life.
I held Su Liumeng’s hand as we sat side by side on the bed’s edge, naturally leaning my head against hers.
I hadn’t had such a quiet chat with her in a long time.
Whether from a month apart or being forced apart soon after arriving at the Su family, loneliness only made reunion more intimate.
Seeing the moment was ripe, I put my small hand to my mouth and whispered mischievously like a forest sprite into her ear.
“I’ll tell you a big secret.
My Yuan Yin has never been lost~”
“Hmm.”
“Huh?”
Su Liumeng nodded one moment, then opened her mouth wide enough to fit an egg.
“Wait—Xiaoyan, what did you just say?”
I blinked my big beautiful eyes and repeated teasingly, more firmly this time.
“I said my Yuan Yin is still intact. Want to see for yourself?”
In my understanding, it was like a love token tattoo, something you could see by lifting your arm.
Even so, it was bold to say.
Luckily, we were already married.
Otherwise, no matter how brave I was, I wouldn’t dare say that to Su Liumeng.
“R-really?”
Su Liumeng didn’t believe it, pinching her thigh.
“I said yes, of course you can.”
I clumsily traced circles on her lower abdomen, dumping all the provocative lines I’d learned online on her like a free gift.
“I’m your wife now.
All of me belongs to you.
What’s not allowed?”
Just like the online reactions.
A flush spread across Su Liumeng’s skin, her breathing totally disordered.
She wasn’t some saint, and besides, she hadn’t just been teased.
She’d been teased the entire time…
Suddenly,
Her mind exploded, losing all reason.
She felt the tension that had been held stretched to the breaking point and snapped into pieces by a gentle, boneless little hand.
“Hey, be gentle.”
She suddenly pushed me onto the bed.
I looked up at the girl above me.
Her eyes were like a startled fawn, timidly glancing away.
That coy look—who could resist?
When the cold air touched me, I instinctively curled up, but Su Liumeng grabbed my fair ankle and forced me back.
“Y-you—stop!”
She held a cute little pattern in her hand.
Suddenly I realized my earlier words might cause misunderstanding.
Letting Su Liumeng see for herself—
She wouldn’t misunderstand that—
Ah—
Better not.
Even married, it would still be embarrassing.
My face flushed like the brightest sunset cloud.
Using my instep, I dragged aside the bright red wedding quilt.
Moonlight spilled in.
My tone turned a bit timid, as if following the natural retreat after teasing.
“No, no way~”
“I still have my little one.
I can’t do that kind of thing.”
Seeing my smiling eyes, Su Liumeng suddenly realized.
So this girl had known all along.
She knew she couldn’t go further.
So she teased me even more, like she was doing it on purpose from the start.
Circling fingers and fingertip pokes—where had she learned such nonsense?
The more Su Liumeng thought about it, the more annoyed she became.
She was itching to tease me back fiercely.
Now, her eyes were red like a bleeding rabbit.
She gripped the bed’s corner tightly, her chest rising and falling rapidly like a volcano about to erupt.
Like she might faint at any moment, unable to find a way to vent.
My Xiaoyan, when did you get so tormenting…?
Su Liumeng was being teased for the first time, her teeth grinding.
After a long while,
She suddenly relaxed.
Grabbing my slippery hand, a bright smile lit her face.
No anger, just gentle words.
“It’s okay.
I understand your situation.
I won’t touch you tonight.”
Faced with Su Liumeng’s sly smile, I felt a strange sinking feeling in my chest.
Then her sweet voice sent my heart plummeting.
“Baby, do you know?”
“Every time I see your beautiful little hands, I think not using them for fun things would be the biggest regret of my life.”
“Since you’re not feeling well…”
“That shouldn’t count, right?”
Wait.
What strange things was she saying?
I should be human too.
Why did I suddenly have trouble understanding?
Su Liumeng pulled the white handkerchief I’d seen from under the pillow and yawned.
“Are you sure you want to keep spacing out?”
“Be careful or you’ll regret it.”
I changed from fear to a faint smile.
Alright…
If this keeps going, it’ll get boring.
I suddenly pulled back the quilt and lunged at her, laughing.
“Hehe, just joking.”
“I belong to you.
Of course—”
“Just as you wish.”
Su Liumeng held my cool, delicate body.
The soft rustling sounded slowly.
Her whispered words in my ear
Were like vows.
Seriously responding to my affection.
“Likewise.”
“All of me belongs to you.”
“Even—what I once treasured most.”
“And now, you’re my most precious pearl.”
“So… I’ll entrust everything to your hands.”