Chapter 432

As a result, not only did she fail to break free, but she also ended up pulling her almost-broken waist. That low whimpering sound made the man, who was already holding back a body full of heated sweat, slightly tremble in his movements. Then he heard an even more trembling low cry, and the young girl angrily kicked him.
“Don’t tease me, it’ll be done soon.” Jiang Yexun applied more ointment to his fingertip and quickened his movements. When he finally came out from under the blanket, Su Xiaoxiao was already lying limply on the pillow, her soft, white face flushed with two alluring patches of red.
His Adam’s apple bobbed, and he leaned over to give her a kiss. “Take a good rest first, I’ll go wash my hands.”
Following his words, Su Xiaoxiao glanced at his fingers, still slightly wet, and quickly shut her eyes in embarrassment.
Jiang Yexun, afraid of teasing her any further and risking not being able to sleep on the bed tonight, refrained from continuing. After washing his hands in the bathroom, he returned to see his little wife leaning against the headboard again. As soon as he entered the room, her big dark eyes fixed directly on him.
“Not going to sleep?” Jiang Yexun sat on the edge of the bed and reached out to tidy up her slightly messy hair.
Su Xiaoxiao shook her head. “My waist is too sore; I can’t fall asleep.”
“Then let me massage it for you.” Without waiting for her reaction, Jiang Yexun quickly took off his outer clothing and got into bed. He moved so fast, it was as if he feared Su Xiaoxiao would reject him.
By the time she realized what was happening, Jiang Yexun had already wrapped her in his arms. His warm, large palm rested against her waist, gently massaging it. Su Xiaoxiao instinctively wanted to pull away, but she soon felt that her sore and swollen waist was actually feeling a bit better, so she stopped struggling.
She leaned softly against Jiang Yexun, her eyes narrowing comfortably.
“By the way, it’ll be New Year’s soon. Do you think your father has taken Mancang out to see a doctor?” Now that Su Xiaoxiao had finally completed her tasks, she couldn’t help but be curious about the Jiang family members back in the village.
“No, by the time we left, the roads were almost blocked. If he were bringing Mancang out, the first place he’d come to is Shanghai.” Jiang Yexun’s brows furrowed slightly as he talked about this.
“Then won’t he wait for the trains to resume and bring Jiang Mancang here?” Su Xiaoxiao sat up abruptly and looked at him.

“We’ll be in Beijing by early February, probably staying for a month and a half, and won’t return to the village until mid-March. If your father does come looking, he might end up at my parents’ place.”
She wasn’t sure if she had mentioned which factory her father was the director of, but there weren’t that many factories in Shanghai with a director surnamed Jiang, so asking around would easily reveal it.
“No, by then Jiang Mancang’s condition will be beyond saving. The train tickets for two people cost almost thirty each way, so sixty in total. He won’t bear that expense.” Jiang Yexun comforted her softly.
Only then did Su Xiaoxiao relax a bit. She then nervously asked, “Do you think I’m too cold-hearted for not having any sympathy for a child?”
“You’re not related to him, and besides, he insulted you just to get some food,” Jiang Yexun stroked her head and reassured her.
In fact, as an uncle, he himself didn’t care about Jiang Mancang’s life or death. In his view, it might be better for Jiang Mancang to stay simple-minded at home rather than throwing tantrums and trying to freeload from his little wife.
The two of them continued their lovey-dovey morning until noon.
Originally, Jiang Yexun thought they could eat lunch in the room again, but Su Xiaoxiao felt it wasn’t appropriate to stay in bed this late on the first day of their marriage. She lifted the blanket and got out of bed, put on her clothes, and suddenly noticed something strange.
Previously, whenever she was even a bit close to Jiang Yexun, not only would her legs go weak, but she’d also find herself clinging to him, unable to break free. But now, her body had none of those uncontrollable urges.
To confirm, Su Xiaoxiao turned and held his hand.
“What’s wrong?” Jiang Yexun tried to clasp her hand, but she pulled away.
“Nothing.” Su Xiaoxiao shook her head, trying hard to keep her lips from curving up.
But this issue, which had troubled her for so long, was suddenly resolved, so how could she stay calm? Eventually, the smile took over her face.
Allowing herself to indulge, Su Xiaoxiao joyfully threw herself into Jiang Yexun’s embrace, rubbing her head against his strong chest.
Feeling her happiness, although somewhat confused, Jiang Yexun’s lips curled up as well.
“Why are you so happy all of a sudden?” he asked gently, holding his little wife tightly.