Young Brother-in-law Is Now My Husband

Lu Lijun carried Jiang Yuyan inside the glass-walled cottage, each of his steps sure and steady, rhythmic even, as if trying to calm the nervous fluttering of her heart. As she shrank further into his arms, she shyly retracted her gaze from his face and looked around.

What she saw left her breathless.

Reflected in her wide eyes was the sight of a beautiful arrangement straight out of a dream. Delicate candles the size of a palm and elegant night lamps illuminated the room with a soft warm glow, and red and pink flower petals were strewn everywhere, creating a cozy, romantic atmosphere. It was more beautiful than what she saw from the outside.

In the center of the room was a king-sized bed decorated with gauzy curtains and more flower petals for the couple.

When Lu Lijun put Jiang Yuyan down near the bed, she found herself flustered, and she continued to hold onto him as they stood extremely close to each other. Everything was perfect—the romantic setup, the mood, the man in front of her…

He had made sure their first night together as a couple would be so beautiful, she could never possibly forget it for a lifetime.

She looked back at Lu Lijun who was quietly standing in front of her, giving her all the time she needed to let her get hold of her situation. Everything was better than what she expected. A romantic date and a night full of expectations. Her heart was pounding so hard inside her chest, she wondered if the man in front of her could feel it too.

Jiang Yuyan opened her mouth, but not a single word passed through her parted lips. That pair of pitch black irises staring at her with so much intensity, she felt like getting lost in them.

Hunger. There was hunger in those eyes.

On the surface, he seemed no different from usual, calm and patient, not rushing things for her, but his gaze—-those eyes of his were honest. They were telling her their owner could not wait to have her entirely.

"I…don't know what to say," she finally spoke, her mind torn between complimenting the gorgeous and meticulous romantic arrangements or thanking him for putting so much effort into making their date so beautiful and memorable. In the end, she was unable to say both, and this made her somewhat embarrassed.

Lu Lijun moved his hand to gently caress her cheek. "You don't need to. I can feel what you want to say. These eyes of yours, they still don't fail me to tell everything."

Those sweet words, the warmth from his palm, all of them made an indescribable warmth blossom in her chest, and that warmth soon spread all over her body. Her gaze unable to move away from his face, her breaths turned shallow, and she moved her hand to place it over his which was still caressing her cheek.

'So calm and gentle.'

"Are we on the same page tonight?" he asked. Jiang Yuyan understood he was making sure she was ready. In her mind, she had long been ready for a while, and she was hesitating not because they weren't on the same page—it was that embarrassment was holding her back. But…that was no longer the case now. She was just more than ready, ready to give herself to him entirely.

"Hmm." She nodded. "This time, I don't plan on stopping anymore. I hope you have thought it through," he continued, his eyes deeply looking into hers, warning her he wouldn't let her go. All the while, his thumb continued to caress the soft skin of her cheek, as if to coax her.

The hunger in those pitch black eyes made her resolve waver.

"I won't…I won't stop you either," she replied, trying to sound brave, but a hint of anxiety could be seen in her eyes even as she tried to suppress her nervousness. Lu Lijun leaned down, his face close enough for their lips to lightly brush against each other, only to whisper against her slightly parted lips, "You don't have to hide if you are nervous. I can understand it. Just be yourself and I will try my best to make you comfortable."

Even that coaxing felt like a seduction to her as his words made her gulp, making her imagine what he would be doing and how he would try to make her comfortable under his intimate actions.

To show her willingness, she pecked back on his lips, her delicate lips once more softly brushing his warm ones, showing that she wouldn't hesitate this time.

Lu Lijun pulled her closer, his hand moving to the small of her back, and got rid of that little distance between them as he captured her sweet lips with his. Contrary to the intense hunger in his gaze, his kiss was tender and affectionate. Even as he opened his mouth to playfully nibble on her lips, he was still ever-so-gentle and sweet, and soon, he found her hands resting on his chest, lightly clutching his white shirt, as she responded to the kiss. When they parted from that slow, heartfelt kiss, Lu Lijun looked into her hazy eyes. "I love you, Yuyan." His hoarse voice sounded deep and sincere, making his confession sound even more earnest than the first time he confessed. Back then, his words were equally real, but many things have changed and the feelings they had have become deeper. His confession this time felt different, more intimate, more…seductive.

Jiang Yuyan moved her arms to circle around his neck, and she replied while looking into his expectant eyes, "I love you, Lijun."

It was the first time Lu Lijun heard her saying those precious words, and all his senses were overwhelmed with joy, it felt like a dream. He could not help but be emotional—

though he knew how she felt for him, hearing those words spoken out loud meant a lot to him. Jiang Yuyan tiptoed and kissed him as she could feel what exactly he was feeling at this moment. Both of them had come so far, and it was a long, winding journey for them to reach this moment. After going through a series of struggles, the fact that they were together, their lives intertwined, their hearts beating for each other, proved that all the pain they experienced along the way was worth it.

Lu Lijun moved his hand to the back of her head as he deepened the kiss. Somewhat unsatisfied to merely taste those soft lips, his tongue pushed past them to fully explore and savor her taste, and he let out a groan of appreciation at her addicting sweetness. His hand cradled her head to angle it the way he wished, his fingers entwining with her hair. Soft moans left Jiang Yuyan's throat as she responded in kind, keeping up with the ardent passion he was giving her. It was not their first kiss, but it was a kiss that felt like a first—one both strange yet familiar to her. This kiss, it was so intense it was as if he was pouring out the bottled up feelings of love and longing he had accumulated all these years. It was the most passionate one they have ever shared. Their hot breaths mingling together, low pants and moans filled the silence of that room, and on the brief moment they parted to get much needed air, the two heated bodies moved towards the bed.