The Cousin Is About to Marry，The Abstinent Young Lord Loses Control-Chapter 100: I Don’t Want to Abstain

After Mrs. Guan left, Xie Yunzhen presented the bright red wedding attire to Ji Mingzhu.

One side was embroidered with vivid twin lotus flowers, the golden thread tied in hidden concentric circles.

Xie Yunzhen’s eyes gleamed with anticipation, "How about trying it on?"

Ji Mingzhu leaned her head against one hand, her eyes slightly closed, her demeanor lazy, "I don’t want to move, just leave it for now."

As soon as she finished speaking, she was unexpectedly swept up in someone’s arms.

Ji Mingzhu exclaimed, instinctively clutching Xie Yunzhen’s shoulders, a flicker of panic in her eyes.

Once she gathered herself, she asked in annoyance, "What do you think you’re doing?"

The man looked relaxed, striding towards the bedroom with her in his arms, "If you don’t want to move, I’ll handle it for you."

"Shameless!"

"Yes, I am."

No matter how much Ji Mingzhu kicked and punched, she was carried into the room.

The strength was like a gentle scratch to Xie Yunzhen.

Gold dared not look, leaving the wedding attire behind before retreating.

Her mind was clouded with worry, wondering if the Princely Heir and Miss, who bickered all the time, could truly grow old together and live in harmony for a lifetime.

Xie Yunzhen sat her down on the bed, "Will you do it yourself, or shall I help you?"

Ji Mingzhu tried to kick him, but her leg was caught midway.

As a martial person, despite nursing an injury recently, Xie Yunzhen’s strength was formidable.

With a slight exertion of force, Ji Mingzhu was immobilized.

"Let go!"

Xie Yunzhen raised an eyebrow, his expression carrying a hint of roguish charm, making Ji Mingzhu want to kick him even more.

"Zhu Zhu, I don’t want to be celibate."

It took Ji Mingzhu a while to grasp his implication.

In a flash, she was flustered, her face turning crimson.

A pillow was promptly flung at Xie Yunzhen, "Rogue!"

Xie Yunzhen caught the pillow, releasing Ji Mingzhu’s leg as he did so, setting her free.

The pillow was redolent with the same floral scent as on her.

Instinctively, Xie Yunzhen held it close.

If Ji Mingzhu hadn’t been glaring daggers at him, he’d have leaned in for a sniff...

After replacing the pillow, Xie Yunzhen leaned over Ji Mingzhu.

"Shall I help you?"

His well-defined hand was already on her waistband, indicating he wasn’t just teasing her.

Ji Mingzhu quickly raised her hand to push against his chest.

Those watery eyes brimmed with panic and caution, "You, get out."

Xie Yunzhen obediently took half a step back.

"I’ll wait for you."

Just when Ji Mingzhu was about to relax, she saw Xie Yunzhen sit down behind the screen.

There was a couch there.

Through the dim light, his silhouette was visible.

Even behind the screen, she could feel his scorching gaze on her.

Ji Mingzhu, furious, "Are you not leaving?"

Xie Yunzhen lazily leaned against the couch, casually picking up Ji Mingzhu’s silk scarf.

He wound it around his hand, one loop after another.

"You have the time it takes to drink a cup of tea. If you don’t change, I’ll help you."

Xie Yunzhen hadn’t changed in the slightest, still as overbearing and unreasonable.

Ji Mingzhu was livid, "Wait outside."

"You’re trying to trick me again."

Today, Xie Yunzhen was determined to see her in her wedding attire.

This was their one and only wedding; everything, including the wedding gown, had to be flawless!

"I’ll close my eyes," he declared.

To make his words more convincing, he lay down on the lounge, draping the scarf over his eyes.

The fragrance of Ji Mingzhu surrounded him, suddenly brightening Xie Yunzhen’s mood.

The disappointment from her unwillingness to try on the wedding outfit gradually dissipated.

If time could freeze at this moment, it would be wonderful.

The one he loved was within reach, and he could guard her, merging his breath with hers.

Perfect.

As his hand casually rested on the couch, his fingers tapped lightly, "Zhu Zhu, time is of the essence."

The way he called her "Zhu Zhu" was intentionally suggestive.

Irritated, Ji Mingzhu dashed around the screen, grabbed his chin, and stuffed a handkerchief into his mouth.

"Zip it!"

Xie Yunzhen: "..."

Without removing the scarf, he instinctively grasped Ji Mingzhu’s waist, and with slight force, she tumbled into his embrace.

The handkerchief slipped out, falling onto the couch.

"I can be quiet, but in a different way."

The scarf slipped away, and with quick movements, the man captured her rosy lips.

Since Ji Mingzhu had returned to the capital, this was Xie Yunzhen’s first time indulging himself.

Holding her waist with one hand, cradling her head with the other, he flipped her over, pressing her onto the couch.

The temperature kept rising.

Looking at her trying to suppress her emotions, Xie Yunzhen wanted nothing more than to devour her whole.

But he couldn’t; they were not married yet.

Fortunately, their wedding was just around the corner, the night of the bridal chamber was not far off.

The forceful kiss gradually turned tender.

Finally, he gently pecked Ji Mingzhu’s lips and cheeks, soothing her.

"Be good. I’ll ask Gold to come in to help you."

Perhaps it was because he had reaped some benefit, but Xie Yunzhen then exuded spring-like warmth, and someone who didn’t know might think he was a gentle, jade-like gentleman.

Ji Mingzhu, her face flushed, eyes misted over, looked enchanting.

Xie Yunzhen’s Adam’s apple bobbed, the emotion in his eyes spreading once more.

Fearing he’d lose control, he carried Ji Mingzhu back to bed and then moved to the outer chamber.

Soon, Gold entered, "Miss, the Young Master asked me to assist you in changing clothes."

Ji Mingzhu habitually put her hand into her wide sleeve, intending to grab a handkerchief to wipe her mouth.

Only then did she remember that the handkerchief had been used to gag Xie Yunzhen.

She abruptly stood up and walked to the table, pouring tea to rinse her mouth. Xie Yunzhen, standing in the outer room, observed her actions.

Not only was he not annoyed, but he also found her temper tantrum particularly lively. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

"Would you like me to bring you some tooth powder?"

"Get lost!"

Xie Yunzhen chuckled softly, calmly sitting back on the chair.

Leaving was out of the question; he hadn’t yet seen Mingzhu in her wedding attire.

The wedding had been prepared in haste, and the gown was an off-the-rack piece from the embroidery shop.

Nevertheless, both the material and craftsmanship were of the highest quality.

Even the seamstress who embroidered the marital dress was someone blessed with a harmonious marriage.

Despite the limited time, Xie Yunzhen wanted to give Ji Mingzhu the very best of everything.

Ji Mingzhu knew Xie Yunzhen well, aware that he wouldn’t rest until his aim was achieved.

Glancing at the fiery red wedding dress, she sighed, "Let’s change."

Her eyes briefly flashed a self-deprecating look; since she had agreed to the marriage, why fuss over such trivial matters?

The wedding gown had several layers inside and out, so Gold summoned a maid to come in and assist.

Xie Yunzhen closed his eyes, listening to the soft rustling sounds, imagining what Ji Mingzhu looked like at that moment.

His lips couldn’t help but curve upward.

In the end, Mingzhu had donned the bridal gown for him.

He didn’t know how long had passed, but eventually, soft footsteps emerged from the room.

Xie Yunzhen silently counted, his fingers curling, inexplicably nervous.

At the count of ten, he opened his eyes.

Before him stood a fiery red figure, the light perfectly spilling over her, the golden thread’s auspicious patterns shimmering.

She stood against the light, her ebony hair casually twisted into a high bun, exposing her slender neck, an ethereal beauty.

Her figure was graceful, her tapered white fingers clasped together, merely standing there without uttering a word, made everything around her fade into insignificance.

Xie Yunzhen moved uncontrollably towards her, his gaze fixed on Ji Mingzhu, as if engraving her into his heart.

"Zhu Zhu, you’re beautiful."