Feeling Ian Song's intention, Sylvia "Xueji" Cai was deeply embarrassed yet a little expectant. She closed her eyes, showing a look of gentle surrender.
Soon, Ian kissed Sylvia's soft lips, assertively prying open her teeth and slowly passing the wine in his mouth to hers.
After a while, he let go of Sylvia and asked with a smile, "Senior Sister, how does the wine taste?"
"Junior Brother, how could you do that?" Sylvia wiped the wine from the corner of her mouth, blushing with both embarrassment and annoyance, then lightly punched Ian's chest with her fist.
"Haha."
Ian burst out laughing, grabbed Sylvia's hand, pulled her into his arms, and refilled the empty cup. "Senior Sister, let's drink the wedding toast together."
"Mm!"
Sylvia nodded softly, then the two entwined their arms and drank the wedding toast together.
With the wedding toast finished, only the final step of the ceremony remained for the couple.
But Ian wasn't in any rush. He picked up his chopsticks again and started feeding Sylvia more dishes.
Once they'd eaten enough, he simply picked Sylvia up and carried her to the bed.
Sylvia seemed to realize something, and her oval face instantly flushed red. She closed her eyes again, not daring to look.
Seeing this, Ian couldn't help but give her a gentle kiss on the lips.
"Senior Sister, from today onward, you're my wife. We'll never be parted, no matter what happens."
"Mm, Junior Brother, I'll never leave you!"
Sylvia opened her eyes, and the emotion in her water-like gaze was so deep it couldn't be put into words.
Ian leaned down again and captured her lips, savoring the kiss. As Sylvia grew more passionate, his tongue slipped in and gently entwined with hers.
A sheltered young lady like Sylvia had never experienced anything like this. Ian's deep kiss left her dizzy and breathless. When he finally let go, her face was flushed, her eyes hazy, and her lips parted as she gasped like a fish out of water.
Ian gently laid her on the bed, then began to undress her.
Soon, Sylvia was left wearing only her undergarments. But Ian didn't rush; instead, he admired her perfect figure with appreciative eyes.