Marriage is long and desires are strong

Qin Xiaoye's forearm muscles were firm and strong, with bulging veins that subtly protruded, exuding aggression and sexual tension.

With a quick movement of his long arm, he tightly encircled Jiang Wei's slender waist, and with a slight exertion, he effortlessly lifted her into the air.

Jiang Wei's pure white dress was lifted by the wind, fluttering freely like flowing clouds.

Qin Xiaoye bent down and gently placed her on the deep pink hood of the car.

He pinned her down on top of him.

His gaze was dense and heavy, pressing down on Jiang Wei with an inescapable and intimidating tension.

Wherever his gaze fell, Jiang Wei's skin trembled with a tingling sensation, and wisps of electricity coursed through her skin.

A silent tug spread between the two, and the surrounding atmosphere suddenly became sticky and scorching.

Qin Xiaoye leaned down slightly, his warm breath brushing against her flushed earlobes. His voice, husky and magnetic, whispered in her ear, "Where?"

Jiang Wei instinctively shrank back half an inch, but Qin Xiaoye's hot hands firmly gripped her waist, his voice soft and husky: "Scared?"

"Who was flirting with me just now?"

Jiang Wei stopped dodging, tilted her fair neck slightly, and smiled brightly: "Let's go home and make it. Qin Xiaoye, let's go home and make it, okay?"

The setting sun cast a warm orange glow, gently covering her fair and beautiful face, making her appear both hazy and radiant, with shimmering golden light in her eyes.

Qin Xiaoye's breath sprayed onto her face as he leaned closer, his voice low and husky: "Okay."

"but……"

Jiang Wei tilted her swan-like neck back: "But?"

The white skirt clashed against the deep pink car body, bathed in the brilliant rays of the setting sun.

The deep pink and lush green background behind Jiang Wei made her look both ethereal and pure.

Qin Xiaoye's lips slowly pressed against his, his voice low and husky: "I want to kiss you, now."

His lips suddenly captured Jiang Wei's lips, burning as intensely as the setting sun.

Lips and tongue followed the flow of the setting sun into Jiang Wei's mouth.

Jiang Wei responded with her head tilted back.

She hooked her legs around Qin Xiaoye's waist and climbed up.

The white dress fell onto Qin Xiaoye's black trousers, her posture alluring and seductive.

Her shoes touched the ground, and her fair ankles brushed against Qin Xiaoye's waist, a gesture that was both alluring and seductive.

Qin Xiaoye kissed her freely and tenderly, their lips and teeth touching in a soothing and lingering way.

In an instant, the force suddenly increased, gradually becoming more intense, filled with possessiveness.

He held her tightly, forcefully stealing all her breath, swallowing her entire essence in his tight, impenetrable kiss, filled with an unyielding dominance.

The size difference allowed Qin Xiaoye to completely envelop Jiang Wei, creating a sense of confinement.

The setting sun poured down, enveloping the two of them.

It seemed as if only this intermingling light and shadow remained in the world.

The sound of water splashing and the rustling of wind through the trees echoed across the mountaintop.

It makes one blush and their heart race.

Qin Xiaoye squeezed his leg between Jiang Wei's legs, pressed his hand on her lower back and pressed her forcefully in front of him, pressing the two of them tightly together, their sweat and smells mingling together.

Jiang Wei felt dizzy from the kisses, and became softer and more delicate with each kiss.

As she breathed heavily, the scent of ripe fruit emanated from her body, carrying an alluring aphrodisiac aroma.

The temptation made Qin Xiaoye even more unrestrained, fierce, and agitated.

After kissing for a long time, Qin Xiaoye finally let her go.

Jiang Wei was slightly out of breath, her eyes were red at the corners, and her eyes were covered with a layer of dampness, like glass soaked in morning dew.

Her eyelashes trembled slightly, each flutter tickling Qin Xiaoye's heart and making him feel itchy.

Jiang Wei's moist lips were kissed until they were red and slightly swollen, radiating a full, glossy sheen.

A faint blush spread across her cheeks, even her earlobes were tinged with red, and her expression was languid and delicate.

Qin Xiaoye's handsome face was filled with uncontrollable lust, his eyes deep and dark as ink, surging with heat, as if he wanted to forcefully pull Jiang Wei into them.

The air was scorching hot.

His muscles were taut, his breathing was slightly heavy, and his expression conveyed a sense of bewilderment and tension after being aroused.

Qin Xiaoye let go of her, rested his arm on the hood of the car, and sat down next to her. As far as the eye could see, there was a golden sunset with golden-edged clouds floating by.

A gust of wind blew, causing Jiang Wei's white skirt to flutter wildly.

It was so peaceful, it seemed like a place untouched by the human world.

The scents at the tip of the nose are a blend of aromas, a mixture of hormones and ripe fruit.

The two sat quietly together.

The white dress was blown up by the wind and then fell onto the black suit, creating a striking contrast.

Until the setting sun, like an egg yolk, disappeared behind the mountains.

The orange glow of the setting sun reflected in their eyes and on their faces slowly faded away.

The afterglow, like broth in a boiling pot, gradually diminished.

Qin Xiaoye stood up and extended his arm to Jiang Wei. Jiang Wei grasped his strong and powerful arm and jumped off the dark pink hood of the car.

She jumped and landed in Qin Xiaoye's arms.

Qin Xiaoye lowered his head, his nose filled with the woman's soft, sweet scent. He looked down, the afterglow of the sunset illuminating her face, turning her fair skin a pale orange-pink, soft, sweet, and fragrant, like a peach you could take a bite of.

Jiang Wei looked up at Qin Xiaoye with a pure and beautiful smile. The two looked at each other, their reflections mirrored in each other's eyes.

The lips were about a centimeter apart, almost but not quite.

Their breaths mingled together.

Qin Xiaoye's hand, which was supporting Jiang Wei's waist, tightened with intense heat.

He half-lifted her, opened the car door, and pulled her into the car with one hand, his voice low and hoarse, his breath ragged: "We'll take it slow when we get back."

He leaned down and whispered in her ear, "Don't be afraid then~"

Jiang Wei's voice was soft and sweet, her eyebrows curving into crescents: "Then let me pass, be gentle~"

Qin Xiaoye asked in a low, husky voice, "What if you prefer something heavier?"

Jiang Wei whispered softly, her lips brushing against his ear: "Then go harder~"

Qin Xiaoye stared intently at her, his gaze filled with desire: "Okay~"

He pulled out the seatbelt and fastened it for Jiang Wei.

I got into the driver's seat.

The car sped along, seemingly drifting and flying into the sky.

Jiang Wei could only see a blurry road and Qin Xiaoye's clear, handsome face.

They didn't speak the whole way, but the atmosphere in the car was oppressive, constantly surrounding the two of them.

Danger, desire, and lust seep into every pore of the skin.

Qin Xiaoye drove to a brightly lit shop and stopped.

He drove out, and after a while, he came back carrying a bag.

He placed it in Jiang Wei's hand and continued driving.

Jiang Wei looked at the familiar bag and paused for a moment, then asked, "How did you know I love He Ji's double-skin milk pudding?"

Qin Xiaoye looked at the road ahead, his profile deep and defined, his voice low: "You'll find out if you want to."

The light-up signs flashed across his face in a vibrant mix of light blue, orange, and yellow.

Jiang Wei is actually spoiled. She only likes things from certain shops and won't buy from others. For example, she only likes certain British brands of mugs and doesn't like other brands.

The paternity test revealed she was not the heiress. She had changed many of her habits, so there was no point in asking for anything in return.

All the things she liked had been taken by Jiang Wan, so she pretended not to care and didn't like them anymore.

Even her adoptive parents seemed to have forgotten what she used to like, even though they remembered it before.

Jiang Wei opened the bag, took out the double-skin milk pudding, and ate it bite by bite, the familiar sweet milky aroma spreading in her mouth.

She had the illusion that she was being pampered.

At the traffic light, Qin Xiaoye turned to look at Jiang Wei, who was eating double-skin milk pudding with dainty bites, leaving a trace of milk pudding on her lips.

Her lips were full and red from his kisses.

tempting.

He didn't say a word, but stepped on the gas, as if suppressing something, and the car sped up.

"Woo~"

The scent lingered in their ears, and both knew what was about to happen. The thick scent of desire spread and sank down.

The air was filled with a tingling, ambiguous atmosphere and a lingering, tender feeling.