Marriage First, Love Later: The Soft and Obedient Little Wife of Mr. Lu - Chapter 38: Honeymoon Trip

Chapter 38: Honeymoon Trip

The news of the Lu family young master’s marriage shocked the entire nation. Although some industry insiders had previously heard that Young Master Lu had a wife and had brought her to banquets, most people didn’t believe it.

How could the famously cold and ruthless Iron-faced Young Master Lu fall in love? Who could possibly be worthy of Shanghai’s Lu family?

But when news of the century wedding broke out, the world was astonished. The luxurious wedding venue, the priceless wedding dress, the extravagant gemstone necklace, and the island purchased specifically for the wedding – behind this ridiculously extravagant display was endless devotion to his wife. This was the real-life version of The Domineering CEO Falls For Me!

Countless young women’s hearts shattered instantly. Dreams of marrying into wealth and transforming from sparrows to phoenixes were crushed, along with fantasies of dating handsome, muscular men.

Yet when they saw the female protagonist of this love story in news reports, seeing how perfectly matched the couple looked standing together, they knew they never stood a chance.

Song Shimu possessed an angelic face, a devilish figure, and an elegant, dignified beauty that ordinary people couldn’t compare to. Most importantly, Lu Zhijin’s typically icy, emotionless eyes were now overflowing with boundless love as he gazed at his woman.

The wedding remained a hot topic online for many days. As the main characters of this event, Lu Zhijin took marriage leave and embarked on a honeymoon trip with Song Shimu.

Their first stop was Norway, perfectly timed during the high season for aurora viewing.

When they landed, Norway was already in polar night, with black skies and faint, colorful lights in the distance that weren’t very distinct. Hotel staff specially sent to pick them up enthusiastically explained that they should be able to see the beautiful aurora in a couple of days.

Their room balcony featured a massive floor-to-ceiling window with glass on three sides, offering views of the outside scenery. Not many people were out at this time.

After showering, they lay in bed to rest. Having been on a plane for over ten hours, they were quite fatigued. For the first couple of days, they planned to just explore around the hotel area.

When Song Shimu woke the next day and opened her bleary eyes, the room that should have been dark was instead shimmering with colorful lights, like dancing ribbons in a celestial maiden’s hands – ever-changing and fleeting.

Instantly energized, Song Shimu quickly sat up and shook Lu Zhijin beside her, calling out excitedly.

A Jin, A Jin! Look! It’s the aurora!

Quiet streets were filled with tourists holding cameras to capture the beautiful moment. Wearing a camisole dress and denim jacket, Song Shimu excitedly ran through the streets.

The horizon was veiled in faint mist, as if a giant curtain had been drawn across the mortal world. Spiraling bands of fairy-like green light soon transformed into reddish-purple columns.

Lu Zhijin followed behind, patiently taking photos of Song Shimu with his camera. Through the lens, the woman’s eyes sparkled, her smile radiant against the magnificent aurora backdrop – she was the only fairy in his eyes.

A Jin, let’s take a photo together. Song Shimu waved the instant camera in her hand.

Lu Zhijin walked over, wrapped his arm around Song Shimu’s shoulder, and leaned his head affectionately toward her. The camera captured the moment they smiled at each other. Lu Zhijin willingly became her phone stand, his photo gallery filled with pictures of Song Shimu.

That brat Jiayi is jealous, saying we’re blocking the aurora in all our photos.

Song Shimu leaned back comfortably in the bathtub, her back pressed against Lu Zhijin’s firm chest as she scrolled through her social media feed.

Do you think she and Moyu have something going on? I noticed them hanging out together at our wedding.

Lu Zhijin played with the woman’s curly hair, winding it around his finger in circles. His dark eyes were fixed on her smooth back, completely oblivious to her words.

I’m talking to you!

Receiving no response, Song Shimu turned her head with a slight frown, pouting at the impassive man behind her.

I can’t think about anyone else right now.

Lu Zhijin’s voice was husky as he leaned forward to embrace the petite woman. Their bodies pressed tightly together beneath the water’s surface, and Song Shimu felt something nudging against her lower back.

You promised we’d watch the aurora together!

The hotel balcony featured a large bathtub positioned before a floor-to-ceiling window that offered a close-up view of the shifting aurora. Hotel staff had assured them the glass was one-way, preventing outsiders from seeing in. After returning to their room, Lu Zhijin had suddenly suggested enjoying the view from the tub.

Haven’t we seen enough outside?

But you said the perspective here is different!

It is different. Let the aurora see some scenery too.

Lu Zhijin murmured huskily against Song Shimu’s ear, his hands wandering restlessly over her soft form. Song Shimu shivered and melted into his embrace.

Pervert!

Song Shimu tilted her head back slightly, gently biting his Adam’s apple before flicking it with her pink tongue. She watched as Lu Zhijin’s expression darkened, his throat moving involuntarily.

I’m just legally exercising my husbandly rights.

Lu Zhijin lowered his head to kiss Song Shimu, tangling his tongue with hers while lifting her to sit astride him.

As the aurora danced and shifted outside, the water rippled and lapped rhythmically in the quiet room.

After a week in Norway, they traveled to Italy and France. At every destination, Lu Zhijin had meticulously planned their itinerary, leaving Song Shimu free to simply enjoy herself.

Their final stop was romantic Paris, where they fed pigeons on plaza benches, listened to priests’ prayers in cathedrals, and strolled along the Champs-Élysées.

Song Shimu cherished these simple moments of happiness – no embellishments needed. Every second with this man filled her with joy.

There’s a little shop over there. Shall we check it out?

Tucked away along a secluded path stood a small wooden cottage resembling a fairy-tale forest dwelling.

Pushing open the door, they found a serene middle-aged woman sitting behind the counter. She glanced up with a gentle smile at the sound of the door chime before returning to her book.

Hand in hand, Song Shimu and Lu Zhijin browsed the shelves. The items weren’t luxury goods but were exquisitely packaged in ways that obscured their contents. Curious, Song Shimu picked up a heart-shaped box and quietly read the foreign word printed on it.

Condoms

Song Shimu’s face flushed crimson as she quickly replaced the item. But Lu Zhijin retrieved it with amusement, whispering teasingly in her ear.

What’s wrong? Don’t we use these every night?

Embarrassed, Song Shimu looked around more carefully and realized they had entered an elegantly decorated adult shop!

Lu Zhijin, however, didn’t let her off. Holding that exquisitely packaged box of condoms, he carefully read the other text aloud, deliberately drawing out his words to torment Song Shimu’s nerves.

It says here it has aphrodisiac effects and comes with tiny textured dots. I remember last time we used this kind, Mu Mu, you sounded especially lovely.

Stop talking! She was truly exasperated by this shameless rogue!

Anyway, no one can understand what we’re saying.

Lu Zhijin placed the box of condoms in the shopping basket and began examining other items with great interest, proudly showing each one to Song Shimu.

They even have handcuffs here. Let’s try them when we get back.

You’d look absolutely beautiful in this sailor outfit set!

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Ignoring Song Shimu’s objections, Lu Zhijin filled the basket to the brim. Had Song Shimu not stopped him, he might have emptied the entire store just to try everything on her.

At checkout, Song Shimu’s cheeks were flushed pink from Lu Zhijin’s teasing. Our young master Lu, thick-skinned as ever, maintained a straight face while paying, though the corners of his eyes twinkled with mischief, thoroughly pleased with himself.

That’ll be 8,300 yuan. Have fun, you two, said the female cashier in fluent Chinese, smiling at them.

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Song Shimu thought: This is it – we’ve embarrassed ourselves abroad! All because of Lu Zhijin and his shameless dirty talk!