Chapter 7

How to undress gracefully in front of the people you like?

Anna I didn't think about it. What's more, after saying this sentence, her husband I don't seem to have thought about how to peel off your wife's Nightgown gracefully.

"I think I'll let anushka come and see for me." Anna coughed and said.

"No need."

Karenin stopped her, and then he coughed too.

"Don't mind me."

"I, I don't mind." Anna said dryly. Her fingers were on the ribbon of her nightgown, which had not been untied for a long time. Maybe the reality is more cruel than the ideal.

"My name is still anush..."

The voice has not yet landed, Anna wanted to turn around the action was stopped by Karenin.

"No need." Karenin said again that her right hand held her wrist. It was warm and warm. Compared with Anna's delicate skin, Karenin had a little thin cocoon on her finger. During the rotation, she gently rubbed the skin of her wrist.

"I don't want you to call your maid." Karenin said.

Anna felt as if her heart was pounding, and then she could only lower her head and say another word.

"Oh."

Karenin took Anna by the hand, took her to the edge of the bed and said, "I want to help you see it."

Anna felt as if her skin was about to catch fire. She was a little flustered and said subconsciously, "you have to close your eyes first."

"I will."

Anna was relieved when Karenin agreed to the request.

She looked up and saw that the man had indeed closed his eyes before she climbed into bed.

Anna didn't understand why she said that, but subconsciously, she thought it was the best. She untied her nightgown, put it over her chest, and then lay down on the edge of the bed, and then she covered it again, showing only her smooth back. "You can, you can open your eyes," she said with some shame

Karenin opened his eyes.

For a moment, he felt like he couldn't say anything. However, that kind of absence time is always very short, after all, people like Karenin are most proud of concentration.

Karenin allowed his eyes to focus on his wife's injured waist, where it became red and swollen, very obvious on the delicate skin.

For some reason, Karenin also knew a little about medicine.

He raised his finger and touched Anna's skin gently. He felt the latter shiver. He asked in a low voice, "does it hurt?"

There was a low voice from under the cotton fabric.

"I'm ticklish."

The voice was soft and soft, like a cat's paw, and gently scratched it in Karenin's heart.

Karenin restrained himself to take back his hand and said, "it looks ok. I'll ask the family doctor to come over tomorrow morning."

"Yes."

It was still a small voice, and the owner of the voice did not raise his head.

Karenin knew that he should take his eyes off the delicate skin, and reason told him to do so, but he could not do it easily.

Just as he followed a demon's voice and approached the sweetness, a small voice stopped him.

"I'm afraid."

Karenin stopped the kiss that should have fallen on his shoulder.

For a moment, he just held a slightly strange position, stopped in mid air, and then he woke up.

Do not care to clarify their own irrational thoughts, the words of comfort have been exported.

"Don't be afraid."

"I'm sorry."

There was a soft voice, "I'm afraid I'm not ready, Alexis."

"No need to apologize, Anna."

Karenin regained his usual calm. He left the edge of the bed and pulled up the quilt to cover Anna's chilly body.

"Are you angry?"

His little wife still did not look up, as if she were going to talk to him through this pile of cotton.

"It's nothing to do with anger, Anna."

"So you'll give me some time, won't you?"

Anna finally poked her head out of the pile of cotton. Her hair was a little messy, but it just looked more beautiful.

"It's not a big deal. I should take that into account. You don't know me yet, intellectually." Karenin's voice seemed very calm, so that Anna was not sure whether the other side was really angry. So she decided to be honest.

"I didn't understand why I was suddenly a little scared. I thought that might be normal, but I still want to tell you. I mentioned, honesty and trust in each other, didn't I? "

Karenin looked down at his little wife. At the moment of being rejected, he said that he didn't care if it was fake. But after listening to her frank and serious explanation, it didn't matter."Are you afraid of rumors?" He asked.

"I'm not afraid, but I'm afraid the message will hurt the people I care about." Anna replied.

"Then you have to be prepared, Anna, we can't be perfect all the time until you," he said after a pause, "when you're not afraid."

"I won't be afraid all the time." Anna blushed a little, then looked up again and said, "I think we forgot a step."

"What?"

"Before marriage, you know, there's an essential ceremony." Anna laughed, as if for the perfect reason for this slightly awkward time.

"A little love affair."

She sat down on her knees and covered herself with her nightgown. She said shyly and boldly, "you have accepted my proposal to get married, so you should not refuse love?"

The air is quiet, and the moonlight outside the window is flickering with candlelight. The smell of grease suitable for the wedding night is almost intoxicating. His little wife was half kneeling on the bed, her shoulder was half bare, and she was smiling. Karenin didn't know what words he could say if he agreed.

So, after a silence for a while, he said:

"although I don't quite understand the so-called love, but"

"I agree."

Hearing Karenin's "agree" word, Anna showed a brilliant smile, she almost cheered. Fortunately, she realized her current situation, and could only make a red face.

"You can get dressed, Anna." Karenin said in a low voice, turning around, waiting for Anna to say it.

In the dim candlelight, his little wife sat on the edge of the bed. Her bare legs were like a layer of milk, shining white. Her ten toes were round and rubbing against each other uneasily.

"Never do this in front of outsiders." It was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

"What?" Anna looked up a little puzzled, but only saw Karenin come to her side, half kneeling down, holding her feet in her left hand and cotton slippers in the right hand, hiding her delicate white feet gently.

No one has ever worn shoes for Anna, and she has never looked down on anyone else in this way. Her back will be slightly bent, her fragile neck will be exposed, and her ankles will still be itchy but warm when her fingers touch her ankles.

Then she burst out laughing and whispered, "Alexis, I've found another reason to marry you."

A good husband will put on shoes for his wife, who can feel happy for the first time.

"Why?"

Anna laughed. "I can't say it now. I think about it. That's right." Her eyes brightened. "I thought of what to give you for your 50th birthday."

Karenin couldn't understand why his little wife could always think of so many strange situations, but at least it proved a point.

"Is it your rule to kiss your wife?" Karenin asked.

Anna froze for a moment, then blushed again, and finally said, "it's allowed, logical, isn't it?"

So, that night, Anna got a second kiss from Mr. Karenin.

It's magical, like magic, sunshine, grass

All in all, it's all good.

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