Marriage is long and desires are strong

Qin Xiaoye tilted his head slightly, gesturing for Jiang Wei to follow him.

Jiang Wei quickly followed.

As she walked, she wondered, how did Qin Xiaoye know her skirt was dirty? How did he know her size?

The two of them, Luo Xue and Jiang Wei, looked so well-matched from behind. No wonder Jiang Wei said it was a worthwhile deal. Their figures were full of sex appeal, and their temperaments were calm and noble. They really hit the jackpot.

Jiang Wei's gaze fell on Qin Xiaoye's back. His back was broad and muscular, and the muscles in his arms filled out his black suit, giving him a powerful look.

Jiang Wei was reminded of Qin Xiaoye's embrace, which felt like it was going to tear her apart, making her legs and waist weak, as if his strength was being drained away, leaving her trembling.

With a soft "pfft," accompanied by Jiang Wei's low exclamation, "Ah!"

She bumped into Qin Xiaoye's back, "Ooh..."

Qin Xiaoye turned around and was only one centimeter away from Jiang Wei. His breath sprayed onto the side of her neck, and a tingling heat rushed over her.

A masculine aura enveloped Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei's face was close to Qin Xiaoye's Adam's apple, her breath brushing against his.

Qin Xiaoye's Adam's apple bobbed unconsciously.

He whispered, "Did you bump into something?"

He felt a tingling, soft sensation in his back.

The two were very close. Qin Xiaoye saw that Jiang Wei's nose was slightly red, her eyelashes trembled, her fair skin was flushed pink, and her eyes were moist and misty.

Being so close, the scent of red wine emanating from Jiang Wei wafted into Qin Xiaoye's nostrils, swirling around them and creating a slight buzz.

As soon as Qin Xiaoye opened his mouth, his Adam's apple and chest vibrated, which was especially noticeable in front of Jiang Wei.

She suddenly found it hard to breathe, and for some reason, her mind flashed back to the time Qin Xiaoye had hugged her and asked if she could take off her pajamas. His fingers traced her shoulder, the rough texture gently brushing against her skin.

Jiang Wei raised her hand and rubbed her nose, making a nasal "hmm" sound.

Qin Xiaoye chuckled softly.

Jiang Wei had never seen him smile before. He smiled twice just now. Hmm, was it that funny? Jiang Wei silently puffed out her cheeks.

Qin Xiaoye lowered his head and smiled, his slender fingers pressing on the elevator button, and the elevator rumbled open.

Jiang Wei then realized that Qin Xiaoye was going to take her upstairs in the hotel.

Qin Xiaoye pressed the elevator up button, tilted his head slightly, and gestured for Jiang Wei to get on the elevator.

Phew, President Qin pressed the elevator button for her. She was flattered and nervous.

I wonder if Mr. Qin has ever pressed the elevator button for anyone in his life?

Jiang Wei thinks there probably isn't.

The family education of the hereditary nobles is really good, raising men to be dignified, refined, and polite.

He treats his arranged marriage wife, with whom he has no feelings, with such...respect and politeness.

Jiang Wei stepped into the elevator.

Qin Xiaoye also went in, pressed the elevator button for the 28th floor, took a step back, and stood next to Jiang Wei.

The elevator doors slammed shut with a loud bang.

The space was cramped, making Qin Xiaoye's scent even more pronounced. As the two stood close together, the scent wafted towards Jiang Wei in waves.

Qin Xiaoye could feel the sweetness of ripe fruit emanating from Jiang Wei mixed with the rich aroma of red wine, slowly blending with his own scent.

Within the confined space of the elevator, they drifted slowly and freely.

Accompanied by a slight dizziness from the elevator rising, and a low "buzzing" sound.

Qin Xiaoye stood next to Jiang Wei. As the elevator ascended, the fabric of his suit gently brushed against Jiang Wei's arm, cool and silky, and the scent seeped through the fabric onto Jiang Wei's bare skin.

The fine, soft fibers of the suit fabric brushed against Jiang Wei's skin, creating a ticklish, tingling sensation.

The masculine aura is everywhere.

She seemed to be enveloped, immersed, and captivated by the scent.

The backs of their hands were only a tiny distance apart, seemingly about to touch, yet not quite.

With the elevator's slight vibrations, there was an occasional light touch, the back of my hand touching it, then quickly moving away.

A tingling, numbing sensation when you rub it.

Qin Xiaoye's warm body heat remained on the back of Jiang Wei's hand.

My back started to get slightly sweaty.

The air was soft and warm.

Qin Xiaoye lowered his eyes, and the soft, smooth skin on the back of his hand wrapped around him, feeling very warm.

Tiny bubbles began to rise in his heart.

It's so hot.

The elevator came to a stop with a "whoosh," and Jiang Wei breathed a sigh of relief as they reached the top floor.

The elevator doors opened.

Jiang Wei treats Qin Xiaoye as her boss, so she can't let him press the elevator button for her again; that would be too impolite.

She quickly pressed the button on the elevator door, wanting Qin Xiaoye to get out of the elevator first.

Unexpectedly, Qin Xiaoye acted naturally and extended his finger as well.

The two of them pressed the elevator open button together.

Qin Xiaoye's large, thick fingers pressed down on Jiang Wei's fingers.

Jiang Wei shuddered, a tingling, electric current coursing through her fingers and spreading between them.

The fingertips rubbed together.

Jiang Wei's breath caught in her throat.

Qin Xiaoye's fingers showed no intention of leaving, remaining pressed on Jiang Wei's fingertips.

Jiang Wei began to sweat profusely, and she stammered, "President Qin, please."

Qin Xiaoye gently brushed his fingers against hers, as if trying to push them away, then leaned forward, resting close to Jiang Wei's back: "Miss Jiang, please."

Jiang Wei's fingers were still being pressed down by him, burning hot, and waves of male heat emanated from her back.

Qin Xiaoye's voice, carried in his chest, came from behind Jiang Wei's head, his breath warm against the back of her head.

Jiang Wei felt really embarrassed to have Qin Xiaoye open the elevator for her twice, so she forced herself to insist, "Mr. Qin, please go first."

Qin Xiaoye pressed down lightly with his finger, his voice, as if carrying a breath, entered Jiang Wei's eardrums, causing a tingling vibration: "Miss Jiang, please go first."

Jiang Wei's finger was pressed down, making her heart tremble. She couldn't hold on any longer, and her breathing became labored. She suddenly pulled her finger away.

I gently rubbed my index finger and thumb together, and the tingling sensation on my fingers lingered, lingering along my fingertips.

Qin Xiaoye pressed the "open" button on the elevator, turned his head slightly, and gestured for Jiang Wei to get out of the elevator.

Jiang Wei took two steps forward, exited the elevator, looked around, stopped, and didn't know which way to go.

The hotel corridor was bathed in a round, dim yellow light, and the floor was covered with a thick Russian red patterned carpet.

Qin Xiaoye caught up behind her and whispered, "This way."

Jiang Wei felt that Qin Xiaoye deliberately bent his back and said those words in her ear, his voice very close, so close that she could feel his breath lingering on the tip of her ear.

Then the airflow and sound disappeared together.

Qin Xiaoye passed by her from behind, walking slowly to the right, his leather shoes making no sound on the carpet.

Jiang Wei rubbed her ears and felt the tips of her ears burning.

He quickly followed in small steps.

Qin Xiaoye pressed his fingerprint on the innermost door, and the door opened with a "click".

He pushed the door open and entered.

The lights inside the door turned on as he entered.

Jiang Wei followed her inside, letting out a soft "Wow!" before quickly lowering her voice, realizing she was being naive.

She then realized that there was only this one suite on this floor. Upon opening the door, she was greeted by a magnificent and spacious living room with elegant crystal chandeliers hanging down. The suite contained many rooms.

On a deep blue, classically styled sofa, a light blue diamond dress lay quietly. The dress was adorned with sparkling diamonds from the bodice to the hem, shimmering brilliantly under the crystal chandelier.

What a nice view!

Qin Xiaoye closed the door: "Want to give it a try?"

"I think the size should be right. The time I spent holding it last time was enough for me to take its size."