Chapter 22: The Wedding Night

Cheng Feng first washed up; the hot water foam was truly comfortable.

Tonight, he would take her virginity.

He didn't want to leave a bad impression on her either.

Hopefully, she would also leave a good impression on him!

Zhang Caier washed herself, feeling the waves on her chest.

She knew men liked this type.

Back home, there were men who had coveted her.

After her father sent them away with high bride prices, there were no further developments.

Later, her father got injured, not knowing who he had offended.

With the family pillar collapsed, her mother had no choice but to grit her teeth and sell her to the Tooth Agency.

The family needed money and had to guard against the people around them; there was no other way.

Zhang Caier could understand, and she was also fortunate.

It was considered a choice with a bit of hope; if she had been sold to a brothel, the price would have been higher, but life would be worse than death, a total darkness.

Being sold to the Tooth Agency was considered not bad.

Her mother simply took the money and left, and Zhang Caier was also willing to repay her parents' kindness in raising her.

Watching Cheng Feng buy her, bring her into the new home, and listening to them chat, she knew the house and she were bought together.

This could be considered fate.

Then came the shopping spree, buying everything needed for the home.

She recalled Cheng Feng asking her what color she liked; was that considered respect?

Zhang Caier didn't know, but she liked that feeling very much.

The hot water emitted mist, obscuring Zhang Caier's curvaceous figure.

That's right, Cheng Feng just liked this type.

If Zhang Caier were any prettier, she probably wouldn't have had a chance with Cheng Feng.

Someone else would have definitely snatched her up first; first come, first served.

After scrubbing, Zhang Caier put on the newly bought clothes.

As for that old set, per Cheng Feng's words, she threw it away, otherwise it would be bad luck.

Zhang Caier agreed, being obedient and sensible.

Looking at Zhang Caier's curvaceous body wrapped in new clothes,

Cheng Feng felt as if he had been ignited with fuel, his hot blood boiling.

Zhang Caier sat obediently on the side of the bed, on the newly bought bedding.

As if thinking of something,

She took scissors and cut a piece of white cloth.

She returned to the bed obediently and spread the white cloth where she sat.

Cheng Feng watched Zhang Caier's actions without a sound, just watching quietly.

Until she returned to his side, whispering softly, "Please be gentle with me."

The two newlyweds looked at each other in the candlelight,

Listening to each other's heartbeats.

Looking at the shy blush on Zhang Caier's face,

Cheng Feng felt very excited.

In his past life, he wasn't a novice either,

But he had experienced the hardships of the Great Zhou.

Being able to have this current scene was truly not easy.

At this moment, Cheng Feng was no longer that malnourished, frail youth.

Through dietary supplements and swimming exercises, his body was developing normally, nearly 1.5 meters tall.

Zhang Caier was nineteen, and her height was about 1.68 meters.

The height difference between the two was not large.

Afterwards, Cheng Feng, in his post-coital clarity, held the warm, soft jade in his arms,

Recalling the tender affection that had just passed.

Zhang Caier also leaned tightly against Cheng Feng's chest; this would be her reliance from now on.

If she could give birth to children, her status in the future should also be stable.

Feeling Cheng Feng's solid chest,

Zhang Caier revealed a longing for the future.

It seemed, not bad?

"Cai'er, I am a disciple of the Martial Arts Hall, as you know. During this time, I will be practicing martial arts at the Martial Arts Hall. You aren't familiar with this place either, so just rest at home tomorrow. Wait until you've recovered your strength before tidying up in a couple of days. There are only two of us in the house, no need to rush. If you can't stay idle, you can make some clothes first. I really do want to wear clothes you've made and experience your craftsmanship." Cheng Feng had heard that cuddling and chatting after the act helped foster affection.

Zhang Caier nodded obediently; Cheng Feng liked Zhang Caier's obedience very much.

This allowed Cheng Feng to save worry and avoid mental exhaustion; this was very good.

If it were his past life, it would have been troublesome.

After chatting for a bit and being affectionate, the two fell asleep together.

After all, moving and such was truly too tiring.

The next day, Cheng Feng was still woken up by Cai'er.

This was from the two of them chatting idly last night; Cheng Feng was afraid he would wake up late and miss the morning Martial Artist instruction.

After eating the breakfast Cai'er had gotten up early to make at home, Cheng Feng looked at the first woman of this life of his.

The more he looked, the more beautiful she seemed, to the point that it felt somewhat unreal.

So it had just happened like that?

Without a shred of preparation, only the practical reality of following the steps.

Cheng Feng took the five taels from his bundle and left them for Zhang Caier for household expenses.

Zhang Caier hurriedly said there was no need, and she wouldn't have any use for them.

Cheng Feng instructed, "The money is left for you for household use. In case something happens and I'm too late or don't know about it, you can use the money to hire someone to run to the Martial Arts Hall to notify me. If nothing happens, just keep it in the chest. You can't just stop eating if there are no vegetables at home, can you?"

Time reveals a person's heart; since he had taken her virginity,

then she was one of his own, and the initial trust still had to be there.

Didn't he still have forty taels he hadn't told Zhang Caier about?

Cheng Feng wasn't afraid of her running away; he was only afraid of her being disloyal.

The melodramatic events of his past life were not just in movies.

The real world was also a mess of trivialities.

For friends around him who were happy, Cheng Feng wished them eternal happiness, but they were few.

Those who were unhappy were everywhere, constantly serving as a warning to Cheng Feng.

Some things could not be said explicitly, but they could be seen.

And this was the first step in Cheng Feng trusting Zhang Caier.

The losses he suffered in his past life were all being made up for in this life.

If these five taels could stay safe and sound without incident,

then he could gradually expand his trust in the future.

Cheng Feng felt that the things he had to do could be fewer.

With more people he could trust, he could delegate more matters.

This could also count as training.

Before leaving, Cheng Feng instructed again, "I won't be back for lunch; there is food at the Martial Arts Hall. I'll be back for dinner. Remember to make more meat; I need to nourish myself for martial arts practice, and I'll get to taste your cooking while I'm at it."

Cai'er nodded obediently as always; Cheng Feng felt a great appetite, kissed Cai'er's fragrant lips, and caused Cai'er to blush again.

Cheng Feng laughed heartily and walked out the door.

Watching her man's back, Cai'er stomped her feet adorably, then closed the door.

Having just lost her virginity, it was not advisable to move around too much.

Looking at the plum blossom stain on the white cloth on the bed, she nervously tidied it up.

She reached out and picked up a piece of black fabric from the side, then spread it out flat on the table.

Cai'er carefully examined the black cloth in her hands, secretly calculating how to cut and sew it to make this set of clothes fit better and be more comfortable.

She gently stroked the fabric, feeling its texture and grain, as if she could feel the warmth and care of the man after he put on these clothes through her fingertips.

Cheng Feng looked at the sky and walked quickly toward the Martial Arts Hall.

According to Niu Laoshi, he hadn't gone all day yesterday, so nothing should have happened. However, Cheng Feng still felt very uneasy. He knew well that sometimes encountering trouble wasn't necessarily because one had provoked a big shot; instead, it could be those inconspicuous little people deliberately making things difficult. As the saying goes, "The King of Hell is easy to see, but the little devils are hard to deal with!"

Cheng Feng stood outside the Martial Arts Hall, nervously listening, but the surroundings were silent, and he couldn't hear a sound. He hesitated for a moment, then finally pushed the door open gently and walked in. But the moment he stepped into the entrance, a deafening sound of training came from inside.

Martial Artist, I, Cheng Feng, have arrived!