Reborn As Lucky Star-Chapter 1322: Extra Story 1: Wedding Night_3

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Capรญtulo 1322: Extra Story 1: Wedding Night_3

Yue Qingqingโ€™s gaze unconsciously followed him, wandering. ๐—ณ๐ซ๐šŽ๐—ฒ๐š ๐šŽ๐—ฏ๐•Ÿ๐จ๐˜ƒ๐šŽ๐—น.๐—ฐ๐—ผ๐—บ

Her eyes trailing down from his abs.

โ€œCough, cough, cough!โ€ Yue Qingqing suddenly burst into fits of coughing.

Jiang Jingze hurriedly picked the girl up a bit, gently patting her back.

โ€œWhatโ€™s wrong? Are you too tired today, or did you catch a cold?โ€

โ€œNo, nothingโ€™s wrong, Iโ€™m just going to take a shower too.โ€

Yue Qingqing sprang up from the bed, almost fleeing in panic.

The bathroom was filled with steam, and the water in the bathtub was still at just the right temperature.

Yue Qingqing quickly took off her clothes, submerging herself entirely in the water.

Not daring to lift her head.

This is completely an ostrich-like stance.

During the singleโ€™s party before, the girls were teasing about this, and Lu Zhu had somehow found some โ€œmaterials.โ€

โ€œWe all knew to do our homework in advance, this kind of thing definitely needs preparation too,โ€ Lu Zhu said in a righteous manner, not feeling shy at all, โ€œNo need to thank me, itโ€™s what I should do as a friend.โ€

At the time, Yue Qingqing had a notebook just at hand. She plugged in the USB and casually clicked on a video.

As the sound and images appeared in front of the girls, aside from the well-prepared Lu Zhu, everyoneโ€™s faces turned as red as overripe persimmons.

So ripe that a poke might burst them.

Of course, Yue Qingqing hurriedly pulled out the USB, tossing it aside far away.

But at this moment, her mind started to recall, exactly how was it like, it seems likeโ€ฆ ah, she couldnโ€™t remember.

Indeed, this is the outcome of a lazy student who didnโ€™t prepare in advance.

Gurgle, gurgle.

After holding her breath in the water for a long time, Yue Qingqing finally felt the temperature drop, only then did she lift her head.

Then she saw a handsome face beside the bathtub.

โ€œAzeโ€ฆโ€ Yue Qingqing was startled, โ€œHow did you come in?โ€

โ€œYouโ€™ve been in the water for a long time, itโ€™s getting cold, and I was wondering why you werenโ€™t coming out.โ€

Jiang Jingze had a smile at the corners of his lips, thinking how incredibly cute his wife looked in her current dazed state.

Yue Qingqing, being a cultivator, naturally had the ability to hold her breath.

Thatโ€™s when she realized sheโ€™d soaked for quite a while without noticing.

Just about to get out, suddenly feeling a bit chilly, she immediately sank back into the water.

Jiang Jingzeโ€™s eyes deepened, his voice growing lower.

โ€œCome out quickly, the water is cold, donโ€™t catch a cold.โ€

Yue Qingqing was too embarrassed, โ€œYou turn around first.โ€

โ€œAlright.โ€

Jiang Jingze turned his back, taking a towel from the rack.

Yue Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, slowly getting up, just about to ask Aze to hand her the towel while turned around, but the man suddenly turned back.

โ€œAze!โ€

Before Yue Qingqing could finish speaking, she was already wrapped in a towel and held in the manโ€™s embrace.

โ€œDonโ€™t catch a cold.โ€

Yue Qingqing glared at him bashfully, but whether it was because sheโ€™d been soaking in the water, her eyes were misty.

Carrying a bit of haze.

Jiang Jingze took a deep breath, carrying the girl to the bedside.

As Yue Qingqing held her breath, her mind full of scattered thoughts, Jiang Jingze produced a hairdryer.

โ€œLetโ€™s dry your hair first.โ€

Yue Qingqing inexplicably let out a breath, yet her heart felt increasingly unsettled, like a little paw was scratching at it.

The whirring of the hairdryer began, Azeโ€™s long fingers weaving through her hair.

The warm air made Yue Qingqingโ€™s cheeks rosy, Jiang Jingzeโ€™s gaze fell on the girlโ€™s fair and slender neck, pursing his lips.

Finally, her hair was dried, and Yue Qingqing was feeling a bit sleepy from the warm breeze.

At this moment, the manโ€™s kiss abruptly landed on the nape of her neck.

โ€œQingqing.โ€ Jiang Jingzeโ€™s voice was indistinct.

Yue Qingqingโ€™s body went rigid, like a kitten caught by the neck, unable to muster any strength.

The towel unknowingly slipped off, Jiang Jingzeโ€™s kisses trailing downward.

Like tiny flames, gradually turning into a blazing fire.

Enough to set the prairie ablaze.

From sunset to dawn, spanning time and cycles.

Jiang Jingze held Yue Qingqing, his mind filled with only two words.

Complete.

They were like two intimately connected puzzle pieces, only when they found each other, did they finally form a complete picture.