The wedding dress that Ruan Ruan picked out was originally designed for taller male omegas.
... That is to say, when President Jiang wears it, it fits very well.
The well-cut wedding dress is almost close to the curve of his body. The hem of the wedding dress is very long, but the side slit is very high. As soon as you lift your legs, you can see the muscle lines of his legs, and they are vaguely half-covered. Yes, it's more exciting.
The top of the skirt is covered with layers of white gauze. No matter how colorful the design of the skirt is, the overall look of this wedding dress still gives people a very holy feeling.
When Jiang Yanzhan changed his wedding dress, Ruan Ruan also changed into his nightgown.
When she walked into the room in her nightgown, Jiang Yanzhan had already changed into her wedding dress, and sat beside the bed and stared at her with a blank face and red ears.
If it were normal, Ruan Ruan would definitely not be able to stop laughing when he saw his expression.
But now it's different.
The warm yellow light on the head of the bed shone down and fell on him, as if covering him with a soft golden edge.
He is like an angel.
Ruan Ruan thought so, stepped closer to Jiang Yanzhan, lowered his head and dropped a kiss on his forehead.
"Sweetheart, I feel like I'm dreaming." Ruan Ruan murmured, "Even kissing you like this feels like a blasphemy."
Jiang Yanzhan sat beside the bed, Ruan Ruan held his face gently.
He raised his head.
Even though his position was at the bottom at this time, even though he was still wearing a dress full of gauze and lace—his eyes were still full of icy arrogance, almost like a god who would never bow his head or love anyone.
Until Ruan Ruan's figure appeared in his eyes.
God is also willing to fall into the mortal world.
Jiang Yanzhan tilted his head, and half of his face was pressed against her soft palm. His eyes that were tough and cold just now softened. The end of his eyes, which originally seemed a bit mean and slightly raised, looked from this angle like a hook that could be hooked. The little hook of the heart.
He licked his lips and raised his hand to hold Ruan Ruan's wrist.
"If kissing is blasphemy." Ruan Ruan saw Jiang Yanzhan's long and curly eyelashes tremble, drooping slightly, casting a small shadow, "Then what have you done before?"
He curled his lips into a smile, tilted his head and kissed her palm.
Ruan Ruan did not answer, Jiang Yanzhan raised his eyes and looked at her again, with a hint of provocation, and asked in a low voice, "Huh?"
- Always learn badly.
Ruan Ruan grabbed his hand with his backhand, and his delicate fingers got between his fingers and quickly intertwined with his ten fingers.
She took another step forward, kneeling on the side of the bed beside Jiang Yanzhan, and hooking her other arm around his neck.
Jiang Yanzhan's veil and the lace on her skirt were clinging to him because of her movements, as if deliberately reminding him of what shameful things he was wearing now.
But he has long been used to restraining himself.
Even though his face started to get hot, a hazy pink appeared against the dim light and the pure white wedding dress. Even the other hand, which was hidden by the edge of the skirt, slowly gathered its fingers and squeezed the sheet under him.
His expression was still calm, and the hand that had just squeezed the sheets crumpled up, grabbed Ruan's soft waist, and took the initiative to pull her closer.
Ruan Ruan was pulled close by him almost obediently, his warm breath was attached to his ear, with a slowly wrapped, gentle sweet pheromone, his voice was too soft: "What do you think? ... what did you do?"
She licked Jiang Yanzhan's ear and asked him gently, "Is it blasphemy, or..."
… to satisfy you
Ruan Ruan's words could not be said, because Jiang Yanzhan tilted his head and kissed her.
She was surprised by the action.
Ruan Ruan thought that Jiang Yanzhan would be weaker today - probably because of this wedding dress.
His tall body was submerged between the layers of thick skirts, and the already fair skin was wrapped by pure white lace, leaving a trace of pink tenderness. Even his broad shoulders were covered by a veil.
All these things gave Ruan Ruan the illusion that she suddenly thought that the person in front of her was indeed a beautiful—and very weak bride.
Thinking of this, Ruan Ruan smiled a little.
Jiang Yanzhan's kiss was as fiery as usual, his lips and tongue penetrated along her smile, and his fingers touched the hem of her nightdress.
- He is not a passive person per se.
Better at taking the initiative than waiting.
Ruan Ruan followed his movements and sat on his lap, pushing him down on his back with a little effort in his hands.
The veil spread out behind him.
Jiang Yanzhan's hair was messed up all of a sudden, the veil and the ends of the hair were curled together, and a small part of the broken hair was scattered messily between his eyebrows.
His sharp eyebrows were softened a lot by the drooping strands of hair. He opened his lips slightly, and his breath was filled with the smell of her oranges.
The pheromones of the two people were mixed together and formed a ball.
The sweet pheromone penetrated into the heavy skirt, and the skirt seemed to have the sweetness of oranges.
Soft fingers poke the outer skin of the orange, and the fingertips touch the soft pulp inside.
The flesh is ripe, plump and juicy.
Jiang Yanzhan closed his eyes, he subconsciously wanted to bite his lips, but Ruan Ruan had already kissed her, and this time he bit her lips, itchy and numb.
Ruan Ruan licked his lips and teeth, blocking his low panting between his lips and teeth.
His fingers suddenly poked into the depths of the pulp, and the juice was dripping for a while, and the sweet fragrance overflowed.
Ruan Ruan raised her body and stroked the intricate and delicate design on the chest of the skirt with her other hand, her fingertips rubbed along the pattern on it, and praised softly: "Sweetheart, do you think the skirt I chose has a beautiful lace design? ?"
Jiang Yanzhan's eyes opened a little.
Under the dim light, Ruan Ruan saw the watery patch in his eyes, like a clear spring sparkling in the sun. When he opened his eyes, he was squinted by the light, and a teardrop rolled down from the spring.
He held Ruan Ruan's hand that was stroking on the wedding dress, his waist sank, and he put the pulp into her hand.
Ruan Ruan said "No".
Jiang Yanzhan also let out a groan at the same time.
He put her hand down, put it on the hard candy that was touching his skirt, and said in a hoarse voice: "What skirt do you still have in mind?"
He let go of Ruan Ruan's hand, took a deep breath, turned around and picked Ruan Ruan up and put him on the bed.
Ruan Ruan leaned against the head of the bed, still looking at him in surprise.
After he did this, he lay down on the bed.
Ruan Ruan saw his skirt spread out, covering his calves and feet. Immediately after, the soft and pure white veil was also covered...
…
It is rare for President Jiang to be so sensible and sober to take the initiative once.
And he was active from start to finish.
Ruan Ruan also enjoyed this process very much. When Jiang Yanzhan took the initiative a few times before, he always carried an aura of "I want to win", and soon it would become "I want to make you so happy that you can't find the North".
The second point he did.
The first point is a bit difficult to say.
After all, it's hard to judge who is more cool.
The next day, President Jiang had to go to work, so he got up early to brush his teeth with his old waist. When he got up, Ruan Ruan also woke up, and simply got up with him.
When Jiang Yanzhan was brushing his teeth, Ruan Ruan was behind him, reaching out to help him rub his waist very intimately.
He turned his head and held a toothbrush in his hand, and there was a bit of white toothpaste on his lips.
Maybe it was too crazy last night, Ruan Ruan started to get confused when he saw that bit of toothpaste. She hugged Jiang Yanzhan's waist and looked away, and changed the subject: "Sweetheart, do you want to have a grander wedding, or a low-key one?"
Jiang Yanzhan looked down at her.
Ruan Ruan couldn't hide his thoughts at all, especially in front of him. Her little eyes fluttered, and he immediately knew what she was thinking.
Jiang Yanzhan turned his head and rinsed his mouth again, then picked up a towel to wipe his mouth, and said calmly, "It's still an hour before I go to work."
Ruan Ruan looked up at him and blinked, not understanding what he was talking about.
"If you want, there's still time." His eyes swept down and he said calmly, "It's really easy to be impulsive in the morning."
Ruan Ruan: "…"
She was just a little itchy at first, but Jiang Yanzhan's eyes were like his broad palm, and he swept over without hesitation.
Ruan Ruan took a half step back, paused and took two steps forward, raising his hand to cover his eyes.
"Don't look." She stood on tiptoe and bit his mouth. "You should go to breakfast."
Don't you wake up so early so that you can take another shower and eat a hearty breakfast by the way
Ever since Jiang Yanzhan was told by the doctor that he needed to take a good rest, Ruan Ruan has been working hard to supervise him to eat breakfast well, not stay up late, drink less coffee and drink less coffee.
Jiang Yanzhan grabbed Ruan Ruan's wrist and pulled it away. Before he could say anything, he just subconsciously glanced at the place he just looked at.
Ruan Ruan looked at him innocently: "...I didn't mean to let you eat this breakfast?"
... just, weirdly cute.
Jiang Yanzhan's Adam's apple rolled, and he lowered his head and kissed her mouth.
"Let's eat together." He straightened up, squeezed Ruan Ruan's toothpaste and handed it to her, "Is there a class this morning?"
Ruan Ruan shook his head while brushing his teeth.
"Then go to the company with me." President Jiang stood behind Ruan Ruan, raised his fingers and curled the ends of his hair, "Bring that... wedding dress."
Ruan Ruan: "Huh?"
"...I made an appointment for dry cleaning." Jiang Yanzhan said expressionlessly, "Someone came to pick it up in the morning. I might be in a meeting at that time."
When President Jiang said this, his ears turned red again.
Ruan Ruan didn't think much about it at first. Anyway, she also has a computer in Jiang Yanzhan's office, and now she often goes to him to play and edit videos in his office.
But looking at his flushed face, Ruan Ruan realized with hindsight - he was shy, and he was embarrassed to give the wedding dress to others.
So cute.
Ruan Ruan finished brushing his teeth, stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips, and said with a smile, "Okay. Let's go together then."