Beloved Marriage in High Society

Chapter 41.1 : This night was their actual wedding night

Chapter 41.1 - This night was their actual wedding night

Author: Jianjia Nizi

Translator: Let4

Proofreader: KainGuru

Usagi notes: Finally, the most anticipated chapter. (//∇//)

At the end of the kiss, both of their breaths were a little unstable.

Meng Ting's back was against the wall, his head was resting on Yan Sui's shoulder, and it took a while for his breathing to slow down.

He looked up at Yan Sui and his heart beat even faster. They actually kissed many times, but for each occasion, his reaction was particularly strong. When Yan Sui tried to help him up, Meng Ting hurriedly hugged his waist and said in a low voice, "Wait a little longer."

Yan Sui somewhat understood the meaning behind Meng Ting's "wait." He stroked Meng Ting's cheek and "waited" with him.

"I'm okay now." Meng Ting let go of Yan Sui. His cheeks were still flushed and he poked Yan Sui's chest. "Let's go back to our room and kiss again later." It was too embarrassing on the streets.

Yan Sui looked at Meng Ting, then swiftly held his face up, and kissed him on both cheeks. "Meng Ting, I can't help it." Meng Ting was shy by nature and different from ordinary people's frankness. He could not resist him at all.

"Hmn?" Meng Ting was puzzled, but Yan Sui did not answer him. He pulled his hand and continued walking.

Meng Ting soon understood what Yan Sui meant. They kissed by the purple lavender fields, in front of the wishing well in the center of the town, underneath the old weeping willow tree that was swaying in the breeze...and all over the town. They kissed each other until their hearts floated in the wind.

"Shall we go home?" Yan Sui looked at Meng Ting as he asked softly.

"Okay." Meng Ting nodded. He glanced from the corners of his eyes to Yan Sui and the corners of his mouth could not help but overflow with a smile-a sweet and warm smile.

After walking for a while, before they reached the parking space, Meng Ting shook Yan Sui's leading hand.

"Do you have anything to say to me?" For several times, Yan Sui made it as if he wanted to say something, but when Meng Ting looked over, Yan Sui did not say anything.

Having heard what he said, Yan Sui looked sideways, leaned over, and gently hummed. He pulled the boy closer, kissed his hair, and by then, he said, "Let's go home and talk."

"Okay," Meng Ting replied with a smile.

And yet, something kept on making Yan Sui hesitate to open his mouth and unable to relax. Furthermore, it was only their second day here; of course, they should be having a great time, but he would not conceal the truth about the things that must be known by Meng Ting. Meng Ting had the right to know and he should know about this.

Back at the Rose Manor, after dinner, Yan Sui received a handpicked bouquet from Meng Ting again. While holding the bouquet, he led the boy back to their room and placed the new bouquet in a vase. The bouquet from yesterday was sent back to the living room downstairs.