Sweet Nostalgia of the 80s
Chapter 443: This is the Taste of Love

Chapter 443: Chapter 443: This is the Taste of Love

Watching Qin Jian unable to control himself, she bit her lower lip fiercely, refusing to cry out.

"Does it hurt a lot?" Qin Jian stopped moving, his muscles tensed up, and sweat beaded on his forehead.

"It’s okay."

"Bear with it a little. I won’t let you suffer too much!" Qin Jian became more and more shameless.

An Hao clutched the sheets below her, wondering shouldn’t she stop out of pity for him?

Books had said that generally, a woman’s wedding night was not comfortable.

Yet, she was so different.

Seeing her brows smoothed and her body relaxed, Qin Jian’s tension also dissipated.

Isn’t this bed new?

Why does it make creaking sounds when it shakes?

An Hao couldn’t focus, knowing that they lived upstairs and her in-laws lived downstairs!!

If the soundproofing wasn’t good... she didn’t even dare to think about the implications...

The night was quiet.

Inside the room, the red quilt tossed and turned.

Qin Jian wasn’t wrong, his stamina was indeed something to behold, having been busy for so long without a hint of tiredness; instead, he tortured An Hao quite a bit.

His movements were clumsy at first, but gradually he seemed to have mastered the knack.

Under his fierce assault, An Hao succumbed in disarray, fragmented moans intermittently escaped her lips.

Hearing herself make such embarrassing sounds, An Hao quickly bit her lip, her whole face blushing to the point of igniting.

Qin Jian, seeing her like this, whispered in her ear, "Cry out, I love hearing it!"

"No." An Hao said, panting.

Qin Jian watched her expressions, continuously adjusting the points of his attack.

He reveled in the taste of soul and body merging, giving An Hao a sensation of ultimate ecstasy, and finally, An Hao couldn’t hold back any longer, the feeling rushed over her like a bursting flood.

She was like a page of flat boat in the midst of the sea, suddenly lifted to the peak of tempestuous waves, an overwhelming sensation hit her, and she uttered a long moan.

So this was the taste of passion.

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They say a spring night is brief, and after sleeping for only a short while, dawn was already breaking.

Awakened by the biological clock developed in the army, Qin Jian stirred at the usual time.

He opened his eyes to look at the small wife sleeping beside him, recalled the soul-consuming experience of last night, and couldn’t help feeling restless.

No wonder there’s a saying, "From then on, the king didn’t rise early for court!"

Once he had a taste, Qin Jian couldn’t get enough, and seeing his wife’s seductive appearance, he couldn’t hold back any longer, and pressed down upon her.

Amidst the haze, An Hao awoke to find herself fiercely pained once more before he let her be!

This man was truly not ordinarily potent, giving her a vivid lesson with his physical prowess!

Now An Hao understood what it meant to have true stamina!

It wasn’t just good!

It was so good it was killing her!

Afterward, Qin Jian went to the bathroom to freshen up, spirits high, and before heading downstairs, he kissed her ear gently, "Sleep a little more."

An Hao, too drowsy to open her eyes, had planned to sleep just a little bit longer and then wake up, but she ended up sleeping in until the sun was high in the sky!

When she opened her eyes and saw the clock on the table, it was already past nine o’clock.

On her first day of marriage, she had overslept!

No bride does this!

She remembered in her previous life, she got up late one morning and was scolded by her mother-in-law, Madam Li Jun.

In their village’s custom, the bride was supposed to cook for the entire family the morning after her wedding night.

What a big mistake she made in this life!

An Hao hurriedly flipped over and sat up, almost kneeling on the floor as her legs gave way the moment she stepped out of bed.