After being reborn, I'm no longer going to play the role of a spoiled rich kid.

Chapter 49 Cold Shower

If you listen carefully, you can also hear muffled breathing coming from the bathroom.

Meng Weiyuan closed his eyes, not wanting to think too much, but his movements were somewhat rough and hurried, seemingly having no effect on relieving his body.

The thoughts in his mind couldn't be held back for a moment. Suddenly, Meng Weiyuan thought of Yu Sijia, who had been held in his arms just now, with her small red lips open and panting in front of him.

The moment that bewildered, fragile, and pitiful image appeared in his mind, Meng Weiyuan couldn't help but groan, and the movements of his hands stopped.

He leaned against the bathroom wall with one hand, casually rinsed his face with the other, and let out a sigh.

When Meng Weiyuan went to bed to rest, his mind seemed unusually excited.

He knew very well why he was excited.

This is hardly a good sign.

Meng Weiyuan was far less adept at handling things than You Sijia had imagined. For the past twenty years, he had been without a woman in his life. Even before his engagement, he didn't think having another wife would have much of an impact on him.

But now, Meng Weiyuan is somewhat uncertain.

He had considered presenting the image he projected to outsiders in front of Yustia. But when he was actually by her side, he had to admit that he was somewhat out of control. As for his previous plans, they naturally all fell apart.

That's why he confessed his desires to Yuska tonight; he was afraid that if he lost control, he might accidentally scare her away.

When they arrived in New Zealand for filming, it was the last filming location for the two of them in the past two weeks.

Compared to the previous places, this is the place Yusjia is most looking forward to.

For the photographer, New Zealand was also a great place. The newlywed couple in front of him seemed to have finally found their rhythm, and they weren't as stiff as before when taking photos; they looked like two strangers traveling together.

Snow-capped mountains, lakes, greenery, forests, and blooming flowers—while in China it's already the bleak autumn with all the flowers withered and only chrysanthemums remain, in New Zealand it's the opposite: it's the bright sunshine of spring, with everything coming back to life and full of vitality.

"The groom goes to lift the bride's wedding dress, yes, just like that, hold it, don't move..."

After 4 p.m., when the light is softest, the photographer finds the right angle and points out the opening.

On a green field blooming with flowers at the foot of a snow-capped mountain, the bride lowered her head shyly, while the groom gazed intently at his beloved. The photographer felt that this scene was so beautiful it could be considered divine.

But the next moment, the photographer saw the two people he had just been giving so many instructions to suddenly touch lips together...

In the shot, the photographer saw a handsome, tall man lift the bride's veil with one hand, lower his head, and place his other hand on the bride's cheek, as if he were cupping her face, before kissing her red lips.

Yu Sijia was startled by Meng Weiyuan's actions, but perhaps because Meng Weiyuan seemed so gentle and patient at this moment, he only gently lingered on her lips without any intention of going further. In the end, she seemed to be bewitched, reaching out to grab the man's shirt at the chest, tilting her head back as if asking for a kiss, obedient and affectionate.

After a moment of silence, the photographer quickly picked up his camera and snapped several photos, capturing the scene before him.

It seems that spontaneous emotion is a kind of beauty that cannot be captured in a staged photo.

The scene before us is even more moving.

After the shoot, Yusjia went to her room to change. The outdoor shoot was for a set of wedding photos she planned to use for the reception photos. The wedding dress she chose was a fitted, handmade lace mermaid gown, made entirely to her own measurements, and not very convenient to put on and take off.

As Yuska entered the room, removed her veil, and reached to unzip the hidden zipper at her waist, there was a knock on the door.

Today is the last day of filming, and the schedule isn't as rushed as before. Plus, Yusjia loves this season in New Zealand, so Meng Weiyuan didn't choose to take his private plane back home immediately after filming. Instead, he stayed to accompany Yusjia in this lake and among the lupins.

Upon hearing the knock, Yustya opened the door without asking any questions.

They had booked a lakeside villa, and the staff they had brought were all on the other side. Now, it was just her and Meng Weiyuan in the room.

The door opened, and sure enough, the person standing outside was Meng Weiyuan.

Yu Sijia was about to ask Meng Weiyuan what he was doing here, as she hadn't even changed her clothes yet, but before she could say anything, she felt herself being lifted into the air by Meng Weiyuan.

The next moment, Yuska felt her back pressed against the somewhat cold wall, and her breath was stolen away.

Meng Weiyuan had been thinking about doing this while filming.

If it weren't for the fact that we were outside at the wrong time and place, and that there was no privacy, he would have pried open Yuska's lips the moment he lifted her veil, sucked hard, stolen her sweetness, and made her moan softly beneath him.

The flame of desire in my heart, after being suppressed, not only did not disappear, but instead surged even higher and became uncontrollable the moment it was released.

At this moment, Yustya clearly sensed how gentle the man's kiss had been earlier outdoors. This was especially evident when compared to the violence she was experiencing now.

Yusijia felt as if the root of her tongue was being sucked so hard by the man in front of her that it was painful. She was completely clung to Meng Weiyuan, and could do nothing but hold him tightly.

The zipper on the waist of her skirt, which she had unzipped herself, actually made things convenient for Meng Weiyuan at that moment.

Meng Weiyuan had only intended to place his hand on You Sijia's waist, wanting to gently knead it a couple of times, just like he had done the night before.

His fiancée's waist was so flexible that she clung to him in his dreams all night.

Meng Weiyuan didn't tell You Sijia that as soon as he got up this morning, he went into the bathroom and took a cold shower.

This was the first time in years that he had lost control like this, completely out of control. His mind was filled with the image of one person, and he couldn't even concentrate on his work.

Just as Meng Weiyuan's fingers made unobstructed contact with a patch of smooth skin, he paused slightly.

"Deliberate?" Meng Weiyuan asked hoarsely, leaning close to You Sijia's ear.

He liked Yustia's chubby ears. Yesterday, he rubbed and kneaded them with his hands, and today, he went straight to his lips, making them all wet.

Unfortunately, Yuska was currently in his arms and couldn't escape at all.

Hearing Meng Weiyuan's words, You Sijia was clearly unconvinced.

"You've come at the wrong time!"

(End of this chapter)