'That wasn't out of the question, but it would be best to avoid getting pregnant.'
Ji Xiaosong was well aware of this. A child's physical and genetic health came from both parents.
The poison in Chu Qingyun's body had not yet been neutralized, and it would be terrible if it were passed down to a child.
Since she knew methods of contraception, this was an easy problem to solve.
"Of course. Tonight is our wedding night. We can't let it go to waste!"
As soon as Ji Xiaosong spoke, Chu Qingyun extended a long arm and gently pulled her into his embrace, like a gentle breeze enveloping a cluster of blooming flowers.
Chu Qingyun was clumsy at first, but some things are learned by instinct, with no teacher required.
The surrounding candlelight flickered, casting intersecting shadows on the walls.
Now passionate, now a low murmur.
