On our wedding night

The loose shirt hung on her frame, reaching a bit shorter than her usual pajamas, making her appear even more slender.,Just as Wen Wan's slender fingers reached the doorknob, a voice came from behind her.,His eyes guarded as he met the man's gaze, his own a pool of cool indifference. His voice held an unreadable tension, "You don't have to force yourself," he said, though there was a hint of accusation in his tone.。