Gu Yuanting stood frozen in place, motionless, his face alternating between green and black as he met Ranran’s complex gaze.

Su Yiran hesitated, softly calling Ting-ge: “That…” He said two words, then didn’t know what else to say, afraid of hurting Ting-ge’s self-esteem.

Gu Yuanting took a deep breath, said nothing, and quickly rallied, determined to physically prove himself to Ranran.

Su Yiran didn’t dare speak either, afraid of hurting Ting-ge’s self-esteem. Feeling that Ting-ge had recovered, he closed his eyes and waited, feeling very apprehensive. If it ended quickly again, what would he do? He wouldn’t know how to comfort Ting-ge.

Su Yiran silently cheered Ting-ge on in his heart.

Gu Yuanting didn’t know what Ranran was thinking. He was single-mindedly determined to prove himself. As he once again approached the new “lesson,” he couldn’t help but become excited again. He gently kissed Ranran and began to explore the new “lesson.”

After all, a long time had passed since he last “studied” this “lesson.” Su Yiran couldn’t help but tremble slightly and let out a faint gasp. His eyes involuntarily became misty with a thin layer of moisture. Because he had thoroughly “previewed” beforehand, it didn’t hurt, but it was just uncomfortably intense.

The new “lesson”… was truly too beautiful. Gu Yuanting’s breathing was rapid, fine sweat beaded on his forehead, and it felt as if colorful fireworks were exploding in his mind. Finally! He and Ranran were making love!

This was their wedding night.

Gu Yuanting completely forgot the earlier embarrassment. His emotions and body were wildly excited, and for a moment, he again felt the urge to cry.

He resisted his frantic urge to “learn,” paused, and leaned down to kiss Ranran with tenderness and love. Only after Ranran had adjusted did he excitedly begin to “learn” with Ranran.

…

At first, Su Yiran relaxed. Ting-ge was doing very well this time; his cheering wasn’t in vain.

He even had the leisure to touch Ting-ge’s eyelashes, finding them damp. A little puzzled, he asked him while Ting-ge was diligently focused: “Why are your eyes wet?” No, he couldn’t be crying again, could he?

No way. Crying while “studying”… that’s just too…

Su Yiran’s face flushed, gradually turning crimson, inexplicably struck hard by his own imagination. His heart pounded wildly. Looking at Ting-ge, he was extremely moved, so moved that he became aroused, suddenly wanting to “study” with Ting-ge very much.

Gu Yuanting: “…” He would never admit that he had cried again just now. He didn’t answer Ranran’s question. Seeing that Ranran still had the leisure to examine his eyelashes, he resolved to try harder, vowing to shift Ranran’s attention back to him.

…

Halfway through the “lesson,” Su Yiran cried… Ting-ge, you’re too impressive!

Su Yiran was already crying in rounds. His eyes were wet, his face flushed, and he felt as if his entire body was melting. His hands weakly rested against Gu Yuanting’s shoulders, wanting to resist, yet not quite wanting to resist.

Gu Yuanting looked at the flushed Ranran and kissed him, like a hungry beast, unwilling to stop until he had consumed him completely.

…

…

…

The next day.

Gu Yuanting had long been awake. He was reluctant to get up, holding his Ranran in the blankets, kissing him here and there occasionally, completely unwilling to let go.

He wanted to “study” again as soon as he woke up, but he was reluctant to wake Ranran, so he remained obediently still, clinging closely to Ranran.

He and Ranran were married.

He and Ranran had spent a blissful wedding night.

Just thinking about this fact made Gu Yuanting so happy he felt like melting.

He lowered his head and kissed the top of Ranran’s head again, feeling that even Ranran’s single strand of hair was sweet.

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It wasn’t until the afternoon that Su Yiran groggily woke up. Before his mind fully regained consciousness, Ting-ge hugged and kissed him, then he heard a confession in his ear: “Ranran, I love you.”

Su Yiran couldn’t help but let out a smile. He fully woke up, looked at Ting-ge, and saw that Ting-ge was looking at him with sparkling eyes.

Su Yiran’s heart fluttered. He also kissed Ting-ge: “I love you too.”

Gu Yuanting’s heart felt sweet, filled with happiness. He hugged Ranran, kissed him gently, rubbed their cheeks together, and desperately wanted Ranran again.

But he thought about the current time and restrained himself. He pulled away slightly from Ranran’s lips, caressed his small face, and asked him, “Are you hungry? I’ll go cook.”

Saying that, he sat up and got out of bed, then tucked the blanket around Ranran. “You sleep a bit more, okay? I’ll call you when the food’s ready, it’ll be quick.”

It was already past three in the afternoon. Su Yiran felt he might have overslept and wasn’t very hungry, just feeling weak all over, a little sluggish in his mind, and lazy about getting out of bed. He nodded, watching Ting-ge get up to cook.

He closed his eyes for a short nap and truly fell asleep.

Gu Yuanting finished cooking the meal, put the dishes in the microwave to keep warm, went upstairs to the bedroom, and saw that Ranran had fallen asleep again.

For a moment, he couldn’t bear to wake him. He sat by the bed, stroked his small face, watched him for a while, and then caught sight of the marriage certificate on the bedside table out of the corner of his eye.

It was the certificate they had just processed yesterday, proof of their marriage. They hadn’t put it away yet, so it was on the table.

Gu Yuanting walked over and carefully picked up the marriage certificate.

This marriage certificate was completely different from the legally binding marriage certificates in their home country, which were hard-covered red booklets that opened up, containing photos of the husband and wife.

This marriage certificate was just a slightly stiff piece of paper, A4 size, somewhat resembling a small award certificate. It had no hard red cover or any binding. Inside, there were no Chinese characters, only English letters, and no photos, just his and Ranran’s signatures, and the old pastor’s.

Gu Yuanting carefully held the paper, fearing that even a little too much force would crease or tear it.

He stood silently, studying every letter, even every punctuation mark, with an almost devout seriousness.

Finally, Gu Yuanting’s thumb carefully traced Ranran’s signature on it, and he gently kissed the marriage certificate, cherishing it.

He took out a sealed bag from the drawer, carefully placed the marriage certificate inside, and put it away, planning to have it properly framed when they returned to their country.

After putting away the marriage certificate, he returned to Ranran’s side. His newly wedded Ranran.

Ranran, with whom he had just made love last night.

Gu Yuanting gently stroked Ranran’s small face and kissed him again.

Seeing that it was getting late and he couldn’t let Ranran sleep any longer, he gently called out, “Ranran, Ranran? Time to get up and eat.”

Su Yiran didn’t know how long he had slept until he faintly heard Ting-ge calling him in his dream and woke up again.

Gu Yuanting kissed Ranran, reluctant to let him get out of bed: “I’ll bring the food over, how about we eat in bed?”

What kind of appearance would that be? Su Yiran suddenly perked up. He quickly shook his head: “No, no, let’s go to the dining room.”

As he spoke, he threw off the blanket and got out of bed. But as soon as he stood up, his legs felt weak, and he almost fell back. Gu Yuanting quickly supported him.

Su Yiran leaned on Ting-ge’s chest, which barely helped him steady himself. He thought of the reason for his weak legs. Everything from last night immediately replayed in his mind. He thought of his utterly messy state at the end, and his face instantly turned crimson.

Gu Yuanting, supporting the soft Ranran in his arms, also recalled everything from last night. He looked at Ranran’s bright red face, his throat moved. Ranran’s appearance was simply too delicious.

Gu Yuanting restrained himself, then directly picked up Ranran in his arms, kissing him: “Ranran, bear with it. We’ll continue tonight.”

Continue tonight? Su Yiran stared stiffly at Ting-ge.

Gu Yuanting saw Ranran’s disbelieving eyes and couldn’t help but kiss him again: “Good boy, wait for it. I’ll give it to you.”

Su Yiran: “…”

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The two spent three wild and unrestrained days in the villa on the island.

On this day, Su Yiran finally remembered the wedding ring.

Three consecutive days of intimacy, while making him overwhelmed, also immersed him, almost making him forget this matter entirely.

As Su Yiran looked for the wedding ring, his mind couldn’t help but recall the past three days, all those various indescribable scenes… He even got himself…

Su Yiran’s face burned intensely, and he quickly shook his head wildly, shaking off the images in his mind. It was just too shameful…

He remembered that at first, he guessed the wedding ring was left on the sink, but he had entered and exited the bathroom many times these past two days… Hmm, for various reasons, he had stayed quite long.

Su Yiran thought of the intimate moments in the bathroom, and his face flushed again.

Ahem, find the wedding ring, find the wedding ring. He hadn’t seen the wedding ring in the bathroom these past two days. He started to worry, could it really be lost?

Gu Yuanting was cooking downstairs. Su Yiran searched everywhere for the ring. After a long search, his efforts finally paid off. He found it in the bedside table drawer.

Su Yiran couldn’t remember when he put the wedding ring there. He thought about it, but couldn’t recall. He didn’t dwell on it; perhaps it was left on the sink that day, and a servant saw it while cleaning the room and put it away.

After finding the wedding ring, he felt relieved. He casually put the ring on and was about to go downstairs to cook with Ting-ge when he suddenly thought of something, took out his suitcase, and began rummaging through it.

These past few days, he and Ting-ge had been “tossing and turning” in various ways. While he couldn’t stand it, it also immersed him. He was almost completely forgetting this matter.

He remembered that he pleaded with Ting-ge for a day of truce last night, and Ting-ge agreed.

Actually, his plea to stop wasn’t just because he couldn’t take it anymore. He was also worried about Ting-ge’s weak body. Doing too much wasn’t good for his kidneys. He wondered if Ting-ge could understand his painstaking efforts.

These past two days had been too much, too intense, too hard. Not only was he tired, but Ting-ge must have been very tired too, needing to recharge his energy.

Su Yiran thought about Ting-ge’s initial “seconds” when they first started that day. Although excitement was a reason, physical weakness must have been a part of it too. He still remembered that earlier this year, there was one time they were “doing homework,” and Ting-ge also finished very quickly.

Once it’s like this, twice, then you should start worrying. Ting-ge’s performance was fluctuating. Sigh.

He wondered if Ting-ge’s body could handle the exertion of these past few days.

He rummaged through his suitcase for goji berries. He had to give Ting-ge a good tonic.

When Gu Yuanting went upstairs, he saw Ranran rummaging through the suitcase.

“What are you looking for?” He walked over, wanting to help Ranran search, and then saw Ranran take out a bag of goji berries from the suitcase.

Gu Yuanting: “…”