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A little after ten.
Candlelight flickered in the dim bedroom.
On the bed, an atmosphere of romance and ambiguity quickly spread.
Breathing in the mature scent filling the covers, Dong Xuebin took a deep breath and climbed over to her side with trembling arms. His palm immediately met something soft and slippery—Hui Lan's breast. He had finally waited for this day, yet Dong Xuebin still felt as though he were dreaming. It did not seem real.
Xie Huilan did not move, merely gazing at him with a smile. "Soft?"
"Soft," Dong Xuebin said firmly. "And really springy."
"Hehe." Xie Huilan smiled and brushed back the hair at her temple. "That's good, then."
Dong Xuebin moved his hand upward and touched another part of her body, his palm instantly filled.
"What about here? Is it soft?" Xie Huilan asked without blushing or skipping a beat. "Does it feel good?"
"Mm! Your figure is beyond reproach. If God were a woman, she'd be jealous of you."
"You really know how to talk, huh? Hehe, is your Sister Xie really that good? You make it sound so convincing."
Dong Xuebin admiringly kneaded her chest. Lowering his head, he kissed Xie Huilan's ear again and again. "You have no idea how attractive you are. Really, I still feel like I'm dreaming. I can barely accept it—such a gorgeous woman actually became my wife and is lying here in bed with me. I don't even know what to say. Seriously, Sister Xie, pinch me. Let me see whether I'm still asleep!"
Xie Huilan really did pinch his stomach. "Awake now?"
"I'm awake." Dong Xuebin sighed. "It's not a dream."
"Actually, sometimes I feel like I'm dreaming too." Xie Huilan