Marriage First, True Love Later Chapter 38

Translator: Vicky_ 

The sun came out, the morning light shone through the curtains, the morning breeze blew in from the open window, and the milky-white curtains fluttered slowly with the wind.

Anran slowly awoke, and there was a hazy expression on her face as she glanced at the man next to her that held on to her as he slept. Then, she started to blush. Everything that had happened the night before was like a dream and seemed too surreal to be reality. Her experience proved that losing her virginity to an experienced man really did lessen the pain. Although it was still painful nonetheless, it was nowhere as painful as Lin Li had described it.

Anran stared at the sleeping man beside her and felt emboldened to get a closer look at him. This was the first time she had the chance to look at him clearly. He was certainly handsome, with his thick eyebrows and defined nose bridge. Only now did Anran discover how his eyelashes were long and voluminous like a woman's, but the difference was that, although his eyelashes were long, they weren't curled, so it didn't make him seem feminine.

Anran stared at him, then suddenly, a desire for mischief overcame her, and she gently touched his long lashes. She saw Su Yicheng's eyelids flicker slightly, yet he didn't awaken immediately.

She was so amused and preoccupied with poking at his eyes repeatedly that she didn't even notice that the corners of his mouth had curled up in a beautiful smile.

Since she was afraid of waking him, so she merely stuck out her tongue without doing much else. After what had gone down the last night, she was too thin-skinned to bear the awkwardness of making eye contact with him, so she decided to leave his arms.

She tried to gently pry away the hand that was resting on her waistline and tried to sit up as lightly as possible, but in an instant, the man behind her gently pulled her back into his arms and put his chin against her forehead as he asked, “Where are you going?”

Su Yicheng's embrace didn't quite match up with his appearance. He appeared gentle on the outside, yet embraced her with a strong possessiveness. He held her with one hand and placed his other hand on her waist and hip, while his palm was dangerously close to her buttocks. He was pressed against her so tightly that it seemed as if he wanted to absorb her into his body.

Their body contact made Anran flush and turn bright red. “The sun has come out,” Anran stammered.

“Um,” Su Yicheng responded softly while stroking her smooth, bare back with his big palm, “it's still early… sleep some more.”

Yet how could Anran fall asleep at such a time? She felt embarrassed, angry, and she didn't even know exactly what she was feeling at the moment. Glancing at him again, she saw that he still had his eyes closed, and suspected that he was only half awake before. “I-I'll go and make breakfast.”

Su Yicheng's eyes flew open upon hearing this, and his eyes bumped into her's. Anran blushed and looked down to avoid eye contact. She still vividly remembered everything from the prior night, and those shameful scenes made her feel embarrassed.

The corners of Su Yicheng's mouth curled up in a smirk, and he found the sight of her blushing irresistibly cute. He lowered his head to plant a kiss on her forehead, then asked with a smile, “Are you hungry?”

She wasn't in the mood to worry about her appetite. Anran simply wanted to hurry up and leave—leave this room, and leave this man. She nodded quickly and said, “Uh-huh. Let me up. I'm really hungry.”

“Um,” Su Yicheng responded nonchalantly, and holding on to her back with his palm, he pulled her back into his arms without leaving any gap. Then, that low magnetic voice sounded in her ears as he said, “All right, I'm hungry as well.”

Anran's body tensed up, and she became so stiff that she didn't make another move. At that moment, she could clearly feel something erect between her legs, and instinctively a bad feeling arose inside of her. The smile on her face seemed forced, “I-I-I'll get up and make breakfast for you.”

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Su Yicheng smiled at her without any trace of drowsiness and stared fixedly at Anran. Under the quilted covers, she felt his body lean toward her, and he held her body tightly so that she could fully experience his morning glory. He twitched the corners of his mouth naughtily as he laughed and said, “There's no need. There is already ready-made breakfast right here.”

“Uh… wh-where is it?” Anran pretended to be confused and smiled awkwardly at him as she started moving backward and away from him.

Su Yicheng chuckled without loosening his tight grasp on her and exclaimed, “You!”

Anran was now panicking, and she said hurriedly, “Su-Su Yicheng, it's already morning, we woo—”

Anran didn't have a chance to speak again because Su Yicheng turned his body over so he was on top of her, and then he began to enjoy his delicious “breakfast”.

When Anran woke up again, the sky was already bright. The weather that day was very nice, and the bright sun lit up the room. Su Yicheng was no longer there. Anran held on to the bed as support but discovered that her entire body was aching as if she had been rolled over by something and she had no strength left. She began cursing Lin Li inside again, but this time, Su Yicheng didn't escape her wrath as well.

She reached out and retrieved the phone on the nightstand to look at the time: 9:50. After seeing the time, she put the phone down weakly, closed her eyes, and lay back down on the bed to soothe her aching body. Yet, merely a second after closing her eyes, Anran's big eyes flew open again, and her body shot up like a bullet. She retrieved her phone again. “9:50!” Goodness, she had a meeting that morning.

She didn't have spare time for anything else. She hurriedly got out of bed and, still wrapped in the quilted covers, took her clothes from the closet and headed into the bathroom. She hurriedly washed her face and put on some light makeup. As she was preparing to go to work, she suddenly caught sight of the red marks on her neck. She froze, then started blushing profusely and grabbed the concealer to start applying it to her neck while she cursed Su Yicheng under her breath.

Even the best powder couldn't conceal the kiss marks that served as remnants of their passionate love-making. As a last resort, Anran had to use the silk scarf that she had initially bought the day before with the intention of giving it to Su Yijiao as a greeting gift. She was now forced to hide the kiss marks with. Fortunately, the weather wasn't particularly cold or humid, so the scarf wouldn't seem too out of place.

After she was done getting ready, she grabbed her bag and hurried out the door. She was in so much of a rush that she didn't see the microwave-ready sandwich on the kitchen counter or the note with a message written on it.

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