Xia Jing chattered by Zhentian's ear, and after glancing at him, she pulled up the blanket to cover Zhentian and then prepared to go to sleep. Just then, Zhentian suddenly flipped over dramatically; he got up and lay on top of Xia Jing, looking down at her with an air of superiority. Xia Jing was dumbfounded, and in her heart a little voice cried out: What's going on?
Zhentian spoke to Xia Jing, "Don't you want to have a son with me? Why wait for later? Tonight is our wedding night, which is the best day for it, don't you think? My dear."
Xia Jing snapped out of it and asked Zhentian, "Were you pretending to be asleep just now?"
"How did you see through me so quickly? So boring. Let's not talk about this, we need to get to the main event quickly, otherwise the auspicious time will pass!" With that, Zhentian didn't give Xia Jing any chance to speak and pressed himself upon her—the night was destined to be sleepless!