Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

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If Bai He was not aware that they were consummating their marriage tonight, she might have mistaken this for the general beating her Miss.

The sounds they made got louder and louder.
Bai He quickly covered her ears and walked toward the courtyard…

…

Chu Jiu was feeling unsettled in her bridal chamber.
Her wedding night was finally here.

All the guests had left and it was already very late when Lu Tingchen finally returned.

He walked into the bridal chamber, reeking of alcohol.

However, he was not in a hurry to enter.
He leaned against the doorframe and looked at his bride.

Chu Jiu was sitting properly at the side of the bed in a bright, red gauze skirt that spread widely on the floor, looking like multiple blooming red lotuses.

Her clear and clean face lit up beautifully like an ethereal being emerging from the mist.
Her fair hands were placed on top of one another, laid gently on her lap.

She looked elegant and docile, but he could tell that she was feeling nervous.

There was a ripple in Lu Tingchen’s dark eyes as he suddenly laughed softly.
He turned to close the door.

The quiet bump on the door made Chu Jiu jump.

There was a fluster in her cold eyes.
She watched as the man in the bright, red wedding robe came close to her.
Her heart thumped wildly and she sat up even straighter.

“Jiu…”

Lu Tingchen stood right in front of her.

Chu Jiu panicked when she looked into his dark eyes.
She blushed and quickly lowered her head.
She could only look at the edge of his robe and not anywhere else.
Her body was tense and she did not dare make a move.

“Are you nervous?” Lu Tingchen’s gaze fell to the top of her head and he asked softly.

“No, I’m not,” Chu Jiu replied very quickly.

“Why aren’t you looking at me then?” Lu Tingchen asked again.

Chu Jiu, “…”

Lu Tingchen suddenly reached out his hands, planning to hold her face.
However, he had not even touched her when something tightened around his wrist.
Chu Jiu had grabbed his hands.

She stared warily at him and her voice trembled slightly.
“What are you doing?”

Lu Tingchen was taken aback.
“I just wanted to touch you…”

Before he could finish his sentence, Chu Jiu flung him onto the bed.

He lay face down on the bed and his dark eyes blinked a few times, unable to react.