Married life between husbands only meant harmony and happiness when both were fully satisfied

After Ren Daiqi came that day, life returned to its usual routine, with the changing seasons, spring and autumn, and it seemed that nothing had changed.

Su Youchuan, who cultivated into a demon, did not come to this world. He already had difficulty communicating with the spirit world in the Demon Abyss, and now, even with a map, he would have difficulty distinguishing a point among the myriad worlds if he wanted to find the coordinates of this world.

Moreover, since this world's coordinates have been hidden, and it doesn't even appear in the Three Thousand Worlds Image Diagram, it's become even more difficult for him to find it. Even if he escapes the Demon Abyss, he can only live a muddled life.

Of course, Shang Shujue didn't care about any of this; Su Youchuan's hatred and obsession were irrelevant to him.

At this moment, witnessed by his family and friends, he joyfully accepted Song Yanqing's marriage proposal, and they will hold an engagement ceremony in half a month and officially get married a month later.

Their engagement ceremony was held on a tropical beach, where the waves roared and seabirds sang. In this symphony of nature, they stood before their family and friends, exchanged rings, and shared a deep kiss.

On the balcony of the sea-view villa, Shang Shujue stood in front of the railing, enjoying the sea breeze. The air was filled with a damp, salty smell. Before long, a large stove suddenly appeared behind him, bringing a pleasant woody fragrance that dispelled the salty smell.

" A-Jue, I feel like I'm dreaming. I've been so excited these past few days that I haven't been able to sleep."

Song Yanqing placed his hand on the back of Shang Shujue's hand, touching the ring on his finger, and happily nuzzled his neck, his words revealing boundless excitement and exhilaration.

"Really? I didn't notice." Shang Shujue pulled his hand, turned around to face him, tilted her head back, hugged his neck, and kissed him on the lips with a beautiful smile.

"You were clearly very excited too; your finger was shaking when you put the ring on my finger... Baby, you have no idea how beautiful you looked standing in the flower bushes just now!"

Song Yanqing smiled and leaned over to kiss Shang Shujue's lips, then tenderly kissed his forehead, put his arm around his waist, and pulled him closer to him, letting him feel the change in his emotions. His eyes were dark and unfathomable.

"You really are something else..."

Shang Shujue clearly sensed the change in his emotions. The usually thick-skinned man blushed, his cheeks and ears turning red, and he was somewhat embarrassed to look at him.

" A-Jue... baby..."

Looking at his rosy cheeks, Song Yanqing couldn't help but lean over and kiss his earlobe. Her heart was pounding, and as her Adam's apple bobbed, her tone, once serious, took on a seductive quality.

How about we try something different today?

"What's different?"

Shang Shujue felt a little ticklish from his kiss and unconsciously shrank her neck. When she turned to look at him, her eyes were red and moist, and she looked like she wanted to say something but couldn't, a pitiful sight.

Chen Ruijia did Shang Shujue's makeup and styling today. I don't know who this girl learned it from, but she made him look so innocent and pitiful.

When Song Yanqing first saw him, he couldn't help himself and kept leaning over to kiss his lips and the corners of his eyes when no one was looking at them.

Shang Shujue knew then that this girl was up to something with his makeup, and in the end, it was his waist that she sacrificed.

"Baby, close your eyes."

Song Yanqing's tone was too gentle. Shang Shujue stared at him for a long time, then finally raised his eyebrows slightly and calmly closed his eyes. Not long after, his eyes were bound with a soft silk strip, and he could no longer see.

" Song Yanqing, what are you doing?"

The moment his vision disappeared, Shang Shujue gripped his fingers tightly, feeling incredibly insecure, and instinctively wrapped his arms around Song Yanqing's neck, afraid that he would abandon him.

"Baby, don't be afraid, I'm here with you."

Song Yanqing's words relieved Shang Shujue. Then, he was lifted up by the buttocks, and he instinctively wrapped his arms around Song Yanqing's waist, afraid that he would fall.

"Pfft... So baby really doesn't want to leave me? You're squeezing so tight... Are you afraid of falling, or afraid...?"

" Song Yanqing, shut up! Stop spouting such filthy nonsense! If you say another one of those shameful things, you'll be marrying that blockhead next month! I'm not marrying you..."

Shang Shujue is now blind, making him exceptionally sensitive to all his senses. He has never experienced anything like this before, and he was already somewhat flustered. Upon hearing Song Yanqing's tone, he knew that Song was up to no good and was about to say something suggestive.

He couldn't stand lewd talk in this kind of situation; his sense of shame would be off the charts. So, in a moment of panic, he grabbed the back of the neck and screamed in a near-breakdown.

He appears to be a handsome man with striking features, exuding an air of carefree playboy. However, in reality, he is quite proper in bed and never engages in any shameful play or fancy techniques with Song Yanqing.

At most, it's just changing locations in the house, switching upstairs and downstairs, but whoever should be inside remains inside.

Occasionally, when Song Yanqing was particularly enthusiastic and in high spirits, he would play around on the living room sofa and the office chair in the study, but even so, Song Yanqing was quite content.

But Shang Shujue knew he would find this a bit boring and had thought about trying new methods. He secretly watched many different kinds of play to improve his immunity, but in the end he still couldn't stand it.

Tonight is their engagement night, and this time he was willing to try something new, but unexpectedly, the beginning was a brief loss of sight.

This terrified the "honest person" who had never experienced it before and dared not try it easily. Naturally, what he said was very insecure, and he even seemed to be having an emotional breakdown.

"Baby, don't be afraid, I won't hurt you. Just hold me tight, don't say things like that, okay? It makes me very sad..."

Song Yanqing's tone sounded aggrieved and sad, but his first reaction was to soothe his emotions, which immediately made Shang Shujue feel infinite guilt and self-blame.

"Ahem... I understand. But please remind me what you're going to do so I can be mentally prepared..."

Shang Shujue touched Song Yanqing's face, leaned over and gave him a comforting kiss. He wasn't sure where he kissed him because he couldn't see, but the next second Song Yanqing kissed his lips.

"Okay, I'll carry you back to your room and draw the curtains. Will that make you feel safer?"

When Song Yanqing said these words, Shang Shujue's slightly tense body relaxed considerably, and she even nodded with great trust, "Yes."

Song Yanqing was softened by Shang Shujue's complete trust in him, so he kissed him on the lips again and carried him into the house.

The moment the curtains were drawn, the room went dark. Shang Shujue didn't know where he was placed, but Song Yanqing was always by his side, so he got into the swing of things after a little nervousness at the beginning.

After it was over, Shang Shujue weakly pulled back the cloth covering his eyes. The light was a little dazzling the moment his eyes met his gaze, so he closed them and waited a while before opening them again. What he saw was not some erotic setting that he found unacceptable.

Instead, it was a cozy flower room with blue, pink, and purple tones as its base. He lay on a flower bed in the center of the room, surrounded by a scene of fresh flowers on the ceiling, the walls, and even the headboard and footboard, all exuding a rich fragrance.

Shang Shujue stared blankly at the warm and dazzling scenery for a long time. Song Yanqing nestled against him, nuzzling his neck and whispering, "Baby, do you like it here?"

"When did you set up this room?" Shang Shujue came to her senses, raised her hand to ruffle Song Yanqing's hair, cupped his head in her hands, and pecked at his lips.

"I love it, this place is absolutely beautiful. I think we could try some of the more relaxing activities you like here."

After Shang Shujue finished speaking, he felt a little awkward. Song Yanqing couldn't help but hug him tightly and rub against him for a while before their foreheads touched, his eyes deep and serious.

"Pfft... Baby, I knew you'd say that, but let's leave it at that for today. We'll talk about it on our wedding night next month. No matter how many times you say no then, I won't stop, okay?"

Looking into his eyes, Shang Shujue couldn't bring herself to refuse. She simply nodded gently, "Okay."

The two kissed again, then separated after a moment, embracing each other as they drifted off to sleep in the flower-filled room, where the sweet fragrance lingered for a long time.