induce surrender

Chapter 82

Feng Ling fell in love with Qin Que, just like he fell in love with Yuan Zheng in high school.

It's just that she was immature when she liked Yuan Zheng, but after liking Qin Que, she could be the master of her own feelings, and she was willing to take the initiative to retreat when she couldn't get it.

But when she touches the edge of her engagement chances, she sees nothing wrong with indulging one more time.

At that time, he thought that as long as Qin Que agreed to get engaged to her, he would subconsciously accept her feelings and accept her.

It wasn't until after they got engaged that reality shattered Feng Ling's beautiful fantasy, and she truly realized that Qin Que really had no affection for her.

There is respect for the fiancée, but it is not the love of a couple, nor the passion between a man and a woman.

Sometimes he acted too gentlemanly, at least that's how Feng Ling felt.

He was reluctant to try to be intimate with her.

After the wedding ceremony, Feng Ling followed Qin Que back to the wedding room.After Qin Que got married, he didn't live with the Qin family. He had his own house, a two-storey apartment in the urban area.

The apartment was decorated so red that it dazzled the eye. Feng Ling just entered the door, feeling the atmosphere of newlyweds blowing over his face.

She was a little shy, but Qin Que's face was always calm and breezy. He squatted down and found her a pair of women's slippers in the shoe cabinet.

"Be careful."

Seeing Feng Ling wearing high-heeled shoes, Qin Que stretched out his arm and asked her to help her change the shoes.

Looking down at her lace-up high-heeled shoes, Feng Ling could change them by herself, but she flirted with him in a rare way, holding Qin Que's arm and whispering softly, "The heels are worn out, so I can't squat down."

Before that, Qin Que didn't have the consciousness to help her change shoes. He didn't bow down until he saw Feng Ling's heels that were rubbed red.

"I'll carry you to the sofa to change."

After saying hello in advance, Qin Que touched Feng Ling's body and hugged her horizontally.

From liking Yuan Zheng in high school to Qin Que later, Feng Ling has never succeeded in chasing men, so naturally he has no other feelings during this period, not even a first love.

She had never had any intimate contact with a man, but just being hugged to the sofa by Qin Que at this moment, she felt like a girl with a blushing heart and a beating heart, as if she was still sixteen or seventeen years old.

Qin Que put her down gently, knelt on the floor with one knee, and carefully unfastened the straps of her high heels.After taking off her shoes, he saw that the skin on the back of her feet was torn, a small piece of red.

"After disinfection, put a waterproof band-aid on it, and then go take a shower."

The man's indifferent voice was mixed with a hint of concern. At this time, Feng Ling couldn't tell whether he was being polite or a husband's unique care for his wife.

Sitting quietly on the sofa and waiting, Feng Ling rarely bluffed like before.

Qin Que quickly fetched the medicine box, squatted down in front of her, and wiped her wound with disinfectant.It didn't hurt during the disinfection, but Feng Ling's wound had been worn for a day, and there was no skin in some places, and there was a sharp pain when it was rubbed with a cotton swab.

"what……"

She took a deep breath, straightened the back of her feet, and let out a delicate hum from her throat.

Suddenly there was such an ambiguous voice in the quiet bedroom, and Feng Ling suddenly became embarrassed, her pink cheeks flushed rapidly, and she closed her mouth.

Qin Que's lips curled up when he heard the sound, and he didn't say anything, but his reaction made Feng Ling feel that he had said a thousand words.

"All right."

After taking care of Feng Ling's wound, Qin Que packed up the used things and put them back where they belonged.

Seeing Qin Que walking in front of her, Feng Ling sat on the sofa feeling lost, wanted to say something, but didn't know what to say to him who had just confirmed a new relationship.

There are two bathrooms upstairs and downstairs. Before going upstairs, Qin Que pointed out the way to Feng Ling: "This is the bathroom, this is the bedroom, and there are your clothes in the closet."

Feng Ling had never been to the wedding room, but her luggage had already been delivered by someone.

She nodded and watched Qin Que turn and go upstairs with longing eyes.

When the first floor became quiet, Feng Ling got up and walked into the bedroom with small steps.Opening the closet, she found her own clothes inside, and she picked out a milky white lace nightgown with a silk texture.

Entering the bathroom, Feng Ling didn't take a bath because he didn't care about the band-aids on his feet, but simply took a shower.She had professional skin care before her wedding, and now her skin is softer and smoother.

After changing into her nightdress, Feng Ling came out of the bathroom with long blow-dried hair.

Unexpectedly, she spent too long in the bathroom. When she came out, she saw Qin Que sitting on the sofa, looking down at his phone.

Hearing the sound of the bathroom door opening and closing, he slowly raised his eyelashes.

It was clear that the other party's eyes were flat and unmoving, but Feng Ling was still a little shy by him. She brushed her thick long curly hair behind her shoulders, and she put them in front of her body, covering her thin shoulders and neck that was so white and dazzling.

When he got closer, Feng Ling coughed lightly to ease the embarrassment, and then his voice became clear: "Should we go to bed?"

It's past midnight now, Feng Ling used to be a master at staying up late, but on her wedding night, she wanted to have something happen with Qin Que.Turning 30 in a few years, she has emotional needs for her husband, which she has nothing to hide from.

Qin Que got up at this moment, walked over with his mobile phone, and glanced down at Feng Ling's feet.

"It's okay." Feng Ling smiled, looking cute: "I used to grind my feet a lot, but it will be fine tomorrow."

Qin Que looked up at her: "Will you wear high heels all the time?"

If he remembered correctly, Feng Ling always wore high heels in front of him, which rarely changed throughout the year.

When asked about this kind of question, Feng Ling felt that men and women think differently, and said in a natural tone: "Because of beauty, I like to wear high heels."

She is not short, and is even slightly taller among girls.But she just has this specific aesthetic and likes various styles of high heels.

Qin Que maintained a respectful attitude towards women's love, and followed her into the bedroom without saying much.

The big bed in the bedroom is wide enough for two people to lie on it, with a distance of at least one meter between them.But Feng Ling felt that the distance between them was too far, which further alienated the two who were not close.

Even Qin Que didn't intend to come to her.

After standing still for 2 minutes, Feng Ling still didn't wait for Qin Que's initiative.In the next second, she turned around, faced Qin Que's direction, and said, "Today is our wedding night."

So, should there be some charming stories?

But Qin Que just hummed: "Happy newlyweds."

"..."

Feng Ling had a strong feeling that Qin Que at this time was very much like when she was chasing him in the early years.At that time, he could always find a way to prevaricate her, perfectly fending off her attacks.

She was dissatisfied, and moved in his direction without touching him, but the distance between the two quickly narrowed.

"So we are married?"

The headlights were not turned on in the room, only a bedside lamp was turned on above Qin Que's head, and the hazy yellow atmosphere made the bedroom a bit ambiguous.

Qin Que paused, and said: "It's not a physical marriage, but our relationship is different from other married people. I need time to cultivate our relationship."

Of course, he is a man of blood, and he can have sex with her tonight.

But that was not what he had promised to marry.

(End of this chapter)