Chapter 795: Chapter 795



Jasmine propped herself up and tried to stand. She suddenly realized she was naked, so she instinctively pulled the blanket back and covered her chest. It wasn’t that she was embarrassed, it was just that she wasn’t used to showing him her naked body naturally.

She bit her lips, lowered her gaze and said softly, “You, come out first. I want to put some clothes on.”

Boyce sat on the side of the bed but didn’t move. He just looked at her without saying anything.

Jasmine felt uncomfortable with him staring at her. She frowned and asked, “Why…?

Why are you looking at me like that?”

Boyce took her in his arms, lowered his head and kissed her forehead. After being silent for a while, he said, “There are so many things I want to tell you, but I don’t know what to say.”

Jasmine knew she was a person who did not know how to express herself.

She snuggled into his arms and said, “I understand.”

She liked the way he was. He was calm, serene and steady.

Perhaps because she hadn’t received any parental love since she was young, other than what she had received from Boyce, she also respected and admired him as an old man.

She didn’t need Boyce to say those words of love to her all the time, and it wasn’t as if he was capable of saying those things too. His temperament was like that, and that was what Jasmine loved about him.

As for those loving words, she could be the one to say them. “Jasmine,” Boyce said suddenly.

Jasmine looked up and her nose touched his chin. She pouted and pretended to be angry, “You should have shaved.”

Boyce touched his chin. He hadn’t shaved for two days, and the little stalks he had grown were a little prickly. He told her he would go shave later and called Jasmine back.

Jasmine blinked and said, “I hear you.”

Boyce looked down. His dark pupils deepened and he said quietly, “Thank you, Jasmine.”

Jasmine chuckled, “Why do you have to thank me?”

Boyce pursed his lips and said, “Thank you for marrying me.”

“Then I should thank you too.” Jasmine deliberately moved closer to his lips and spoke. As if intentionally or not, her lips brushed his as she spoke, “Thank you for taking me as your wife.” Boyce looked down, grabbed her head suddenly and kissed her.

Jasmine responded quickly and clung to his neck. She had completely forgotten that she had no clothes on and that they were to go out to eat. Everything was devoured by this passionate moment.

There was no room left.

“Um, I’m hungry…” Jasmine said in a blur.

Boyce’s action of pressing into her suddenly stopped. Jasmine blinked her watery eyes full of laughter and poked his nose with her slender fingers, “Why are you so unromantic?”

Boyce gasped sharply, “Jasmine…”

Jasmine giggled, “The only thing I want to eat right now is you.”

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Eventually, the dishes had gone cold. Jasmine didn’t want to eat them anymore, so she lay in bed until it got dark.

A man who had been abstinent for too long was scary. It was clear to Jasmine. She couldn’t get out of bed the first day after her marriage.

She only got up to shower after dark. She felt her lower body wet and sticky, with a faint smell of sweat. It was not only his own, but Boyce’s sweat had also dripped on his body.

She showered and put on a dry nightgown. As she cleaned her hair and stepped out of the bathroom, she saw that Boyce was calling on the phone. She walked quietly to the couch and sat down, continuing to dry her hair.

Boyce was talking to his colleague about work matters. When several minutes passed, he hung up the phone, turned around and saw that Jasmine was there. He walked over and took the towel from her hand, “Let me help you clean yourself up.”

Jasmine felt very comfortable. She lay back, rested her head on his thighs and let him dry her hair.

Boyce looked at her, giving her a very serious look.

“I’m hungry,” Jasmine said.

Boyce stared at her.

Jasmine got up immediately. However, she moved too quickly, and her body was still a little uncomfortable. She felt a little swollen and sore. It was her first time, and she had overdone it a bit. It was painful the first time she went in, but after that she felt comfortable. Only now did she realize how rampant they were at that moment.

She was very hungry and didn’t want to eat it.

Boyce chuckled, “I’m not touching you.”

Jasmine let out a sigh of relief. She just wanted to tell him she wanted to eat some skittles, then she heard him say, “Let’s satiate you first.” “What do you mean?” Jasmine couldn’t react for a moment.

Boyce had been a serious person; he wouldn’t say these kinds of suggestive words.

Could he…?

Jasmine blinked and asked, “You….”

“I’ll get you some clothes.” Boyce got up and walked toward the bedroom.

Jasmine looked back at his figure and smiled, then sat down on the couch and waited for him.

But she waited a long time and still didn’t see him come out.

Jasmine felt very strange. Her clothes were hanging next to his in the closet. If she opened the closet, she should be able to see them.

Why did it have to take so long?

Was he picking out clothes for her?

She didn’t have many clothes, and there weren’t many styles either.

She got up from the couch, grabbed the towel, and walked into the room. When she glanced inside, she saw that Boyce was standing, pinned to the spot.

Jasmine stared at him and realized he hadn’t realized she was here and was still standing without moving at all.

She felt strange. But when she glanced around the room, there was nothing abnormal. She called out to him, “What are you doing?”.

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