Chapter 253: 253

253 "Alright, don't cry that night."

Tushan Jiu blinked her eyes, feeling strange.

After getting the license, of course you call him husband—what else could you call him?

So she answered truthfully, "Calling you husband—what's the matter?"

"Call again."

"Husband."

"Call again."

Tushan Jiu looked at him in surprise, suddenly realizing something, inexplicably understanding his pleasure point, smiling as she satisfied him, calling out two more times.

"Husband, husband, old... huh? mm!!!"

Xie Shiyu directly pinched her chin and kissed her.

Can't call anymore; if you call again you'll lose control.

Tushan Jiu was first surprised, then inexplicably wanted to laugh, so she also laughed, ruining the atmosphere.

Xie Shiyu lightly bit her lip, reminding her, "Tonight is also our wedding night."

Tushan Jiu turned sideways, seriously complaining: "I know, it's not like I haven't asked you to do things before; I've long been prepared. It's you who kept saying I'm too young, that I could never possibly reach the final step. Xie Shiyu, how come you feel more nervous than I am? Although I won't doubt you can't do it, you also need to let me know whether you can or not......"

Faced with her tiger-wolf words, Xie Shiyu was both helpless and indulgent; he turned sideways to fasten her seat belt, saying, "Alright, then don't cry that night."

Tushan Jiu patted her own chest, "Don't worry, novels are all lies; normal people can't possibly do seven times in one night, so I probably won't cry."

Xie Shiyu choked, took a deep breath, not arguing with her; theory and practice really are different.

He flicked her forehead, "Sit tight, I'm about to drive."

"Okay, you drive, I'll take photos for Grandpa and them, and post a moment to show off!" Tushan Jiu pulled the marriage certificate from Xie Shiyu's pocket, held it up and took a photo.

She sent the photos to Grandpa Xie and the others, then edited a moment with a simple caption: three words, "Got the license!"

After sending the message, she put the marriage certificate back into Xie Shiyu's pocket; these things she has a bad memory for, can't keep track of anything.

When mentioning her bad memory, a thought flashed in her mind that besides getting the license with Xie Shiyu today, there was some other day, she thought hard but still couldn't recall.

Tushan Jiu never makes things hard for herself; if she can't remember, she just doesn't think about it.

Until after they finished celebrating at the old house and returned to the bridal room, she suddenly felt a warm flow down below.

At that moment she froze.

Xie Shiyu felt her stiffness, seeming also a bit regretful, and asked her, "What's wrong?"

Tushan Jiu frowned, looking unhappy, and said in a wronged tone, "Xie Shiyu, this isn't just a probability; I definitely won't cry—my period seems to have come."

She said, she seemed to have forgotten something; today, besides being the day she got the license, it's also the day her period is due!

Seeing her disappointed look, Xie Shiyu pinched her earlobe and comforted her: "Heh, it's fine; we have plenty of time ahead, there will be chances to practice and see whether you'll cry or not. Does your stomach hurt? Lie there and I'll rub it."

Tushan Jiu doesn't suffer from menstrual cramps, her body is great; she shook her head: "I'm going to take a shower."

"Alright, go ahead; in the compartment under the sink in the bathroom, I've placed the few items you usually use; I'll go make you some brown sugar water to warm your stomach."

Tushan Jiu kissed his cheek, "Husband, you're so thoughtful, I'm going to shower now."

Having said that, she turned and walked toward the master bedroom.

This flat has floor-to-ceiling windows all around, and it's right in the city center; now night has fallen, the panorama of most of Nan Cheng's nightscape fills the view.

After finishing her shower, Tushan Jiu came out of the bathroom.

Upon seeing the red blanket on the bed, she had a moment of daze.

From today on, she will be living alone with Xie Shiyu, and it feels pretty good.

Recalling herself a year ago, she was still hesitating on the mountain, afraid Xie Shiyu wasn't her type.

Now this dish, she's simply taken the whole plate out.

This made Old Master Xie today feel like he was marrying off a daughter.

Just thinking about this morning's scene, she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Suddenly, Tushan Jiu, standing at the foot of the bed, was hugged from behind.

Xie Shiyu's chin rubbed against her neck hollow, "What are you laughing at?"

Tushan Jiu felt a bit itchy from his doing, she shifted aside, "Nothing much, just thought of this morning—Grandpa and them seemed to have married you off to me."

Xie Shiyu took her hand to get the hair dryer, then led her over to the sofa, saying, "That's about the same."

"What about the same?"

"A son-in-law who lives in the wife's home—that's always been my self-positioning."

Tushan Jiu laughed at his teasing, "Yeah, that's right, and you're even a son-in-law who brings billions of wealth with you."

Xie Shiyu laughed, "From now on, those billions are yours; I'm just working for you, you're my boss."

Tushan Jiu was about to lie on his lap, but hearing his words seemed off, she sat up again, "Why am I the boss?"

"If we ever divorce, I'll leave with nothing—including all my shares in the Xie Clan Group—will be transferred to you."

Tushan Jiu opened her mouth, wanting to say something.

But Xie Shiyu interrupted her, speaking solemnly: "I know your strength as my wife doesn't need these, but this is the security I want to give you, and it's my promise and attitude."

Tushan Jiu looked at Xie Shiyu, then narrowed her eyes, "Alright then, you'll work for me for life!"

She lay back on his lap, urging: "Worker boy, quickly blow-dry my hair; after you finish, I'll give you a reward."

"Okay, boss, little Xie will blow for you now." Saying that, he turned on the hair dryer, set it to the gentlest setting, and carefully blew her three thousand strands of black hair.

Tushan Jiu enjoyed it with her eyes closed.

Clearly these are just small things in life, but as long as it's the right person doing them, even the most mundane things are sweet.

After blowing her hair, Xie Shiyu took the brown sugar water they had brought in together, tested the temperature to make sure it was palatable, then handed it to her to drink to warm her stomach.

Tushan Jiu had long been accustomed to his meticulous day-to-day care; suddenly she recalled when she met Lu Ze Yuan and the others last year, saying he was a "daddy-type" boyfriend—at the time she didn't think much of it, but the more they got along, the more she felt he truly embodied the daddy-type boyfriend.

After blowing dry her hair, Tushan Jiu was so comfortable she almost fell asleep.

But Xie Shiyu asked her what the reward was.

Tushan Jiu gave him a passionate kiss without any reservation, then turned and was about to crawl onto the bed to sleep.

Xie Shiyu couldn't let her just run off like that.

On their wedding night, even though she couldn't do certain things because of her period, that didn't mean there was only one way.

Just as Tushan Jiu was about to get up from the sofa, her slender waist was grabbed and pinched.

With a turn, she was pulled back, her posture adjusted, and she sat astride his legs steadily.

He leaned back against the sofa, bringing Tushan Jiu to flop onto him.

Feeling the hardness against her butt, Tushan Jiu was no longer sleepy.

At the moment her breath was seized, she wasn't the least bit surprised.

It's their wedding night, after all; they should do something to commemorate it.

It's just a matter of using some leg and arm effort; after all, it wouldn't do to let her new husband suffer.

His unreserved response sent a wave of heat through the bedroom in an instant.

Their wedding night had only just begun.