Chapter 30 Wedding Night

The marriage between Yan Zhen and Zhou Juan was very simple. After receiving the certificate, the two families had a meal, even if it was completed. She never thought she would get married so hastily, and almost shattered all her beautiful fantasies. All the emotions before were not as real as they are now. I really couldn't help asking myself, does she really not regret it at all? She and Zhou Juan are sitting in the new house. Zhou Juan is dressed in a straight suit. She looks graceful and dignified. She is still very attractive when she does not speak. Yan's eyes were really dim. She looked at Zhou Juan and said softly, "We are married now. We are husband and wife in front of outsiders. But in private, you are my brother, and I will take good care of you like your family in the future." On the first day of the wedding, Yan Zhen put the words ahead. However, she did not know when the deadline was. Now Zhou Juan is kind-hearted, simple and lovely, and she still likes it. If Zhou Tired had changed and returned to normal, the two of them might not be able to coexist peacefully as they are now. Zhou Juan looked at the words and really looked serious for a few minutes, but there was no objection. Knock-knock- Zhou's servant brought up a bowl of tonic soup, saying it was for Zhou Juan to drink. I didn't think much about it. After watching Zhou Juan drink the tonic soup, I went to the bathroom to take a bath. After comfortably taking a bath, I found that there was something wrong with Zhou Juan's face sitting on the sofa. It's winter now, even if the heating is on in the house, it won't be hot enough to sweat all the time, will it? "What's wrong with you, very hot? Why is your cheek so hot?" It is true that the hands after taking a bath are still warm, but it is obviously much cooler than the temperature on Zhou Tired's body. Zhou Juan felt boiling all over after drinking the bowl of soup, as if he had lit a fire in his body, so hot that he was about to burn. After a little thought, he knew that it must be that they were afraid of living in peace with themselves tonight, so they specially made some big tonic soup for him to drink. On weekdays, in order not to worry them, he has the habit of drinking soup every night. Today's soup tastes different, so he should think of something wrong. "Why do you seem to have a fever? I'll help you take the temperature to measure your body temperature." Yan really noticed that the temperature of his body was unusually high, and his cheeks were as red as drunkenness. Zhou Juan grabbed her slender wrist and shook her head, pulling her to sit down. "I'm fine, just a little hot." "Don't hold on, wait, I'll get a towel to wipe your face first." The soft and delicate palm holds Zhou Tired's cheek, and a pair of clear and worried eyes stare at his cheek. Zhou Juan has never been treated so gently before, and with the effect of tonic soup, the whole body's blood seems to be going against the current, straight at the top of the head. "Are you better? Will it still be very uncomfortable?" Her soft, waxy and sweet voice is like a feather, pulling back and forth in Zhou's tired heart. Don't say now, even in normal times, it is hard to resist the charm that really exudes. "Otherwise, you'd better lie down and rest. Maybe you'll be fine after a sleep." I can't tell why, so I was tired and feverish, and took him to sit on the bed. His eyes swept across her snow-white chest, and his pajamas were V-necks, which were faintly round, making Zhou Tired's reason come into contact with the edge. "I sleep here, where do you sleep tonight?" Yan Zhen bent over to help him pull the quilt well, with a gentle radian on his lips. "Do you... want me to sleep with you?"