The Substitute Bride and the Cripple

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Under her firm grip, sweat broke out on Jiang Shaocheng’s forehead.

“How do you feel? Do you feel anything?” Tang Qiu asked.

“Yes,” he said tensely.
A lot of things, actually.

Tang Qiu was elated; that meant the technique was working.
“I just learned this treatment today and I’m still testing it out, so I have to be gentle.
Wait for me to familiarize myself with it.
It’ll definitely be more effective then.
Is it comfortable?”

“… Yes.” Fighting the fire stirring in his loins, Jiang Shaocheng threw the comforter over his body to hide its natural response to her.

It was terrifying, how completely he gave himself over to the pain and pleasure.
After almost half an hour, Tang Qiu stopped and washed his hands for him.
“I’ll keep this up in the future.
If you feel uncomfortable, you have to tell me.
I’m just a beginner; I’m sure I did something wrong along the way.”

Jiang Shaocheng pulled her into his arms.
“I think you’ve had enough practice, Qiu.
Now it’s my turn.”

Tang Qiu looked at him in confusion.
“What do you want to practice?”

Jiang Shaocheng smiled and lowered his head to kiss her–answering with his actions.

“Oh…” Tang Qiu understood.
Her husband wanted to practice kissing! Not that she was complaining.

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A few minutes later, Jiang Shaocheng finally let go of her.
“Silly Qiu.
You have to breathe through your nose.”

Tang Qiu glared at him.
“Then don’t kiss me.
Every time you kiss me, I can’t breathe…”

Jiang Shaocheng playfully tapped her nose.
“That’s why we have to practice.” Without waiting for her answer, he forced his lips on hers.

Tang Qiu was helpless.
Her lips were numb when Jiang Shaocheng finally let her go.
She retreated to the bedroom, burying her face in her hands.
Her chest was rising and falling, trembling with the struggle to contain her pounding heart.
When she came out of the shower and saw that her husband was ready for bed, she turned her back to him angrily.

Jiang Shaocheng knew that she was still shy, but he didn’t comment on it.
He waited for her to crawl onto the bed before pulling her into his arms.
“Are you avoiding me?”

“No,” she said stubbornly.

Jiang Shaocheng could only laugh, making her blush harder.
She covered his mouth with her hand.
“Stop that.”

“Why? I’m happy, Qiu.” He took her hand and kissed it.

“What are you happy about?” Tang Qiu tried to pull away but failed, so she let him be.

Jiang Shaocheng leaned in so their foreheads touched.
“Because my wife is so cute.”