He Zhiran did not hurry to make dolls this time.
Over the past few days, she took a look around Yuncheng and found that although there were some wealthy people here, there were not as many as in other cities.
Although the cost of making dolls was not high, Tang Mingrui had previously sold them for the sky-high price of ten taels each.
Moreover, she did not know when she would have the chance to replenish these fabrics again after they were used up.
Additionally, there had been no news of Tang Mingrui at all since he entered Yuncheng with them.
She planned to contact Tang Mingrui first before making any plans.
Therefore, there was no rush at all to make the dolls, but that did not mean she could not do it at all.
Over the past few days, her sisters-in-law had worked very hard for family affairs, so there was no need to exhaust themselves staying up late for business that was not urgent.
"Sisters-in-law, there is no rush to make the dolls. Since there are many colors of fabric this time, I want to research some more styles first."
When the sisters-in-law heard that the ninth younger sister wanted to research some more doll styles, they knew there was no need to hurry this matter. Thus, they gave up the idea of immediately making them.
Old Lady Mo stood behind the crowd. Seeing that everyone had almost finished speaking, she urged:
"It's getting late. Everyone should go back and rest after eating. There will still be things to be busy with tomorrow."
The sisters-in-law had always listened to their mother-in-law's words and left the thatched shed one after another to prepare dinner.
There were still many fresh ingredients at home that had not been tasted by everyone. He Zhiran had worked hard today, so she gave up that idea.
After she and Mo Jiuye had dinner, they entered the space together with the rice balls.
Mo Jiuye knew his wife had worked hard today. After washing up, he took the initiative to massage her.
It had been quite a long time since He Zhiran had enjoyed such treatment.
When Mo Jiuye's big hands pressed on her slightly sore shoulders, He Zhiran let out a few muffled moans of comfort.
"Hmm... right there..."
That voice...
That soft touch...
To Mo Jiuye, it was simply heavenly torture.
His body had already unconsciously become restless.
However, the little woman enjoying her husband's super service still did not know that she was playing with fire!
Mo Jiuye felt unbearably hot and restless. The strength of his hands also gradually became imbalanced.
He Zhiran noticed something wrong with the strength and turned to ask:
"Do you have something on your mind? Why are you so distracted?"
Before her voice fell, her body was pulled into his embrace with force.
What followed was a domineering yet slightly clumsy kiss.
He Zhiran had just been immersed in the comfort brought by the massage when Mo Jiuye suddenly attacked her. Her instinct was to push him away.
After all, it was the first time in her two lifetimes that she had been so intimate with a man, and it made He Zhiran feel a little overwhelmed at first.
But she was no match for Mo Jiuye's strength. She tried pushing him several times to no avail as he remained steady as Mt. Tai. That domineering kiss only deepened.
As the kiss intensified, He Zhiran also gradually lost herself.
She wrapped her arms around Mo Jiuye's neck as her true feelings took over, responding passionately to him.
The two had now completely forgotten themselves. Mo Jiuye's hands grew bolder, continuously roaming her back, feeling that unique softness.
After an unknown amount of kissing, Mo Jiuye already felt his body nearing the brink of explosion. Just as he was about to pick He Zhiran up and carry her to the bed, Rice Ball trotted back on his little short legs after digging bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest.
Seeing that his owner seemed to be bullied, the little guy rushed to Mo Jiuye's side, hugging his leg tightly while taking a fierce bite.
Damn you, Silver, daring to bully my owner. I'm going to bite you to death...
Feeling the pain in his calf, Mo Jiuye instinctively loosened his arms around He Zhiran.
At the same time, most of his senses also returned.
He Zhiran also felt the strength holding her ease up a bit. She looked down panting at the position by her feet.
Rice Ball was firmly hugging Mo Jiuye’s leg, barking while still trying to continue biting.
Not bothering about the kiss that had made her entire body go limp and weak just now, He Zhiran gently scolded: "Rice Ball, don't bite people."
Rice Ball did not understand why his owner would treat him this way when he was clearly helping her.
The heartbroken little guy reluctantly let go of Mo Jiuye's calf and looked at He Zhiran pitifully.
He Zhiran took the opportunity to pick Rice Ball up and retreated several steps back to mask her embarrassment.
Her first kiss in two lifetimes had come so suddenly without any mental preparation on her part.
It seemed to also be triggered by the massage...
Mo Jiuye's face was flushed with embarrassment, and he did not quite dare to look straight at He Zhiran.
He had heard from the veterans in the barracks that they were all quite clumsy the first time they were intimate with their wives, and they could accidentally bite their wife's lips until they bled, especially when kissing.
Thinking of this, Mo Jiuye felt a little guilty, wondering if his clumsy kiss just now had hurt his wife.
Also, that Rice Ball was definitely his number one nemesis.
According to what the veterans said, after the wife goes limp, she would let him have his way. He was already at that point, but that damned Rice Ball just had to ruin it.
Oh well, at least this put an end to things before they went too far. After all, he had promised Rangrang to give her a perfect wedding night with candles and flowers. If they had hastily done the deed today, it would really not have lived up to his promise to her.
Thinking of this, Mo Jiuye awkwardly said, "I just lost control for a moment."
In fact, He Zhiran had already accepted Mo Jiuye wholeheartedly in her heart and was mentally prepared to become his true wife.
As for the so-called perfect wedding night with candles and flowers, whether or not it had that setting did not matter as long as she was with the man she loved.
If she had not been willing today, there would have been no way she could have cooperated in that manner.
She had thought it would happen naturally when Rice Ball interrupted them.
Thinking of this, He Zhiran found it somewhat amusing.
When she looked up again at Mo Jiuye's handsome yet unsatisfied face, she walked up to him and took the initiative to wrap her arms around his waist, pressing her head tightly against his chest.
"I'm your wife. It doesn't matter if you lose control."
The intimate contact between their bodies rekindled the flames of desire in Mo Jiuye that had just died down a bit.
At this moment, he could no longer control his body and mind. If he endured any longer, he felt he would go crazy.
He wanted to possess her immediately and unite her body with his own...
Mo Jiuye no longer cared about any perfect wedding night. He leaned down to kiss her again.
To prevent Rice Ball from interfering, this kiss was even more aggressive than the previous one. Feeling his beloved wife go limp in his arms, he swiftly carried her to the bedroom, shutting that troublemaker outside the door.
As it was He Zhiran's first time becoming a wife, there would inevitably be physical discomfort, so Mo Jiuye tried his best to restrain himself lest she could not handle it.
However, a man in his prime with vigorous energy, no matter how much he tries to control himself, still made He Zhiran feel her body could not withstand it.
