Did Miss become a nun today?

"Only after we get married will it be a real wedding night. I don't want you to suffer too much," Pei Changyu said while applying the medicine.

She clung tightly to his collar, her body limp and unresponsive.

"Are you ever going to stop... um...?"

"What is Yun Chu saying? If I don't apply the medicine properly, it will hurt."

"Are you applying medicine?" she glared at.

Pei Changyu chuckled, "Why not? The doctor said this medicine should be applied both inside and outside."

He was pleased, while Xie Yun Chu was rendered speechless.

Where did they learn these techniques from?

The grueling process of applying the medicine finally ended. Her eyes were red and moist, and she leaned on his shoulder, panting.

Pei Changyu's eyes crinkled into a smile. "I've served you so well, won't Yun Chu give me some reward?"

"What are you planning to do now?"

He leaned closer and reached out to her, and just when she thought he was going to pull her over again, he reached past her and took the clothes from behind her.

"My cousin's clothes were ruined last night, I'll go change them for you."

"..."

Xie Yun Chu was so angry she laughed, she really wanted to slap him.

Thinking this, he actually slapped it.

"roll!"

I used to read storybooks all the time, and I found it exciting when the female protagonist didn't like the male protagonist, but the male protagonist insisted on keeping her by his side.

Now that it's her turn, she realizes just how disgusting it is.

She had never felt any romantic feelings for her older cousin since childhood; her heart was filled with nothing but awe and respect for him.

But now this once revered brother harbors filthy thoughts towards her, and she truly doesn't know how things have turned out this way.

Since entering the Marquis's mansion, she had been well-behaved and respectful to everyone except Pei Changfeng, never overstepping any boundaries. She really couldn't understand why her older cousin liked her.

She tugged at Pei Changyu's sleeve. "Cousin, I'm not a good match for you. Don't you have any other women you like?"

"If so, I'll talk to your aunt for you and tell her to stop bothering me."

Pei Changyu ignored her, took the clothes and went out the door, the smile on his face completely gone.

When he returned, the gloom from before was gone, replaced by a smile, and he helped her get dressed and do her makeup.

Sitting at his dressing table, he picked up a comb and moved it gently.

The man was not used to these things, but his combing movements were very skilled, unlike that of a novice.

"Have you ever combed other people's hair before?"

"No." Pei Changyu lifted her hair. "I only comb your hair."

Her hair was turned in his hand and became a simple bun, a style that Lan Yue had never styled for her before.

"I didn't realize you were so skillful with your hands."

Pei Changyu leaned down and nuzzled her temple, a smile playing on his lips. "You only realize how skillful I am today?"

Xie Yun Chu instantly understood his meaning, and the originally normal atmosphere immediately became unserious.

Is this the kind of thing he should say?

Do you really not understand shame? Don't you know your limits and have no sense of propriety?

Her hair was quickly combed, and then she started applying makeup.

She rarely wears makeup these days; she just washes her face in the morning.

She tilted her head. "No need, I don't like these things now."

I might as well not see anyone, so what does it matter whether I dress up or not?

Pei Changyu put down the rouge, not forcing her, and simply smeared all the lipstick on her lips with the tip of his finger.

His gaze grew increasingly infatuated, and before Xie Yun Chu could react, a passionate kiss landed on her lips.

The person was trapped between him and the dressing table, and swallowed all the lip rouge.

When she loosened her lips, they were even more vibrant and red than if she had applied lip rouge.

He gently wiped away the remaining lipstick with his fingertips, then rubbed it on her lips, clearly wanting to do it again.

Xie Yun Chu quickly pushed the door open, "It's a bit stuffy in here, I want to go for a walk."

"it is good."

Once you step outside the door, you can see that not only inside the house, but the entire house is decorated with red silk, creating a festive atmosphere.

"Why are you hanging these things?" she asked, feigning ignorance.

"Didn't you guess? We're getting married soon, so naturally we need to make some preparations."

Xie Yun Chu sneered, her gaze falling on the dazzling red. She rushed forward and ripped the red silk off, tearing it apart and stomping on it like a madwoman.

I used to think that red was bright, festive, and made me happy when I saw it, but today I see it as such an unlucky color.

Pei Changyu remained silent, picked up the red silk, ordered someone to prepare a new one, and quickly hung it up again.

She ripped it down as soon as it was hung up, yelling, "Don't hang it up!"

Pei Changyu's smile deepened, and he held the red silk in his hand, then hugged her and stuffed the red silk into her hand.

"Hang it up."

The stone lantern in front of her wasn't very tall; she could reach it with just a slight raise of her hand.

"This is the red silk used for our wedding; we must hang it ourselves to show our sincerity."

A long and happy marriage? How dare he even mention such an unethical and morally questionable thing as a long and happy marriage?

He scoffed, "Wishful thinking? What kind of happy ending is that?"

Even if you get married, you won't get what you want.

Pei Changyu didn't care. He hung the red silk back up himself, took her hand, and said, "I've prepared a wedding dress for you. Shall we try it on?"

Can she not try even if she doesn't want to?

If she refuses, this person will definitely help her get dressed himself.

As soon as they entered the house, the wedding dress came into view and they felt that it was gorgeous and extravagant, and it was obviously not something that had been prepared at the last minute.

"When was it done?"

The year you came of age.

That's really being prepared.

Pei Changyu gently stroked the wedding dress, took it off, and handed it to her, saying, "I'll help you."

Xie Yun Chu frowned. "No need, I can do it myself."

As it turns out, wedding dresses are all show and no substance.

She couldn't put it on by herself at all. She struggled for a long time behind the screen but still couldn't get it on properly. Just as she was about to call for help, darkness fell behind her and Pei Changyu was already standing behind her.

"What are you doing here?"

"Of course I'll help you."

Her refusal was ineffective, and she could only let him do as he pleased.

Halfway through putting on her wedding dress, Xie Yun Chu could no longer tell whether she was getting dressed or being torn apart and eaten.

Pei Changyu's hand slid down from her waist to tie her belt, but the belt didn't go on properly and her collar slipped down again.

His fingertips lingered a little longer as they brushed against her lower back. She turned her head to avoid his breath, and he took the opportunity to lower his head and place a kiss on her lower back, so hot it made her feel uncomfortable all over.

"Are we still going to try?" she asked in a low voice, gritting her teeth.

Pei Changyu chuckled softly, released his grip, and took a half-step back.

As soon as she let go, her legs went weak, and she could barely stand. Most of her clothes fell off.

Pei Changyu leaned against the screen and looked at her, his gaze traveling from her disheveled collar down to her waist, a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"If you don't wear it properly, I won't pick it up for you."

Xie Yun Chu glared at him, "You bastard."

Since she had already seen everything, she decided not to wear it anymore and simply took off her wedding dress and put on her own clothes.

Before I could even put it on, I was suddenly lifted up and put on a light blanket.

I dressed properly, but ended up wearing it to bed.