Marriage is long and desires are strong

Qin Xiaoye drove incredibly fast, impatiently and agitatedly. His sudden accelerations and abrupt stops caused Jiang Wei to bounce up and down, gripping the handle tightly and struggling to breathe.

The air seemed to be getting increasingly dry.

The two of them felt increasingly hot, and the heat kept spreading downwards.

Inside the cramped car, the two smells clashed violently, and unseen electric currents surged everywhere.

The air was empty and silent, heavy with a heavy stillness.

With a "whoosh," she leaned forward, but was pulled back by the seatbelt, and the car stopped.

Qin Xiaoye's brows furrowed with desire, shadows falling on his handsome, sculpted face, exuding a dangerous heat.

He remained silent, turned around, forcefully opened Jiang Wei's car door, and with a stretch of his muscular arms, lifted her out of the car.

His strong, powerful arm pressed against Jiang Wei's waist and full hips, its heat burning against her cool skin through the thin fabric.

It burned her so much she shuddered.

The veins on his forearm were taut, and lust pressed down on him, about to erupt.

The two were too different in size. Qin Xiaoye was tall and wore an expensive suit. He half-lifted and half-embraced Jiang Wei with his arm, like a beast that had caught its prey and was eager to taste it.

Jiang Wei's milky-white dress swayed and brushed against his black suit, delicate and fragile. Like a small animal that could be easily tormented, waiting for a predator to leap up and tear it apart.

She looked directly at Qin Xiaoye without flinching.

Qin Xiaoye slowly asked, "Are you sure you want to?"

Jiang Wei didn't answer. She leaned down, her lips frantically trying to press against Qin Xiaoye's, while her hands tore at his shirt: "Enough with the nonsense~"

With a tug, Qin Xiaoye's shirt was forcefully ripped open, the buttons popping off and scattering across the floor, bouncing "tap, tap"...

A restless atmosphere arose in the unlit living room.

The air was filled with a sense of unease and confusion.

Qin Xiaoye's black shirt was ripped open, revealing his well-defined chest and abdominal muscles, exuding a wild and alluring charm.

The moonlight shone on him, giving his skin a soft glow and casting shadows that highlighted his smooth, handsome lines, with his V-line extending into his black trousers.

Jiang Wei kissed him directly, her mouth filled with the milky fragrance and sweetness of double-skin milk, which she then shared with Qin Xiaoye.

She kissed him in a chaotic and anxious manner, biting and nibbling.

Qin Xiaoye squinted, enduring her kisses that were both hot and milky, while gently patting her back.

He was instantly bitten and let out a muffled groan.

His desire was suddenly aroused.

He took the initiative, using one hand to shield her head against the door, and pressed his lips forcefully against hers, taking Jiang Wei's aimless kisses into his mouth, slowly caressing them, sweeping away all the milky scent and dryness from her mouth.

After kissing her forcefully, he looked up and stared straight at Jiang Wei, his hot breath hitting her face.

Jiang Wei blushed deeply from the kisses. Her hand rested on Qin Xiaoye's abs, and her fingers, gripped tightly by the intense kisses, left scratch marks on his abs.

Qin Xiaoye held Jiang Wei in his arms, his hot breath coming in waves near her ear, his heavy, hoarse breathing filling her ears: "I might not be able to control myself."

Jiang Wei's soft, sweet voice slurred, "No need to control yourself~"

She desperately needs something to fill the void, as if love has a hole in it.

What can fill the emptiness in one's heart?

The once intact house collapsed suddenly, and drafts came in from all sides. She needed a strong wind to sweep away the ruins.

She needs to be more forceful and ruthless.

Use a pleasurable pain to cover up the painful loss.

Use one kind of groaning cry to cover up another kind of sorrowful cry.

She needs to be more intense, more fiery.

Like strong liquor rushing towards you, it ignites fiercely.

She needs it more than Qin Xiaoye.

She looked at Qin Xiaoye with sparkling eyes: "I'm upset, I'm in a bad mood."

"I want to do it, Qin Xiaoye."

Qin Xiaoye's tone was indulgent, low and slow: "Okay. But go slowly..."

"It will hurt you."

Jiang Wei: "It's okay if I get hurt."

Qin Xiaoye bit her earlobe hard, his voice wet and husky: "No way~"

"A bad first impression can affect future ones."

"Food tastes better when eaten slowly."

Jiang Wei hugged his neck, and a sweet scent wafted towards Qin Xiaoye: "Qin Xiaoye, you're such a good person."

Suppressing his agitation and rising desire, Qin Xiaoye patted her lightly: "This isn't a compliment. I'm just trying to make sure I can enjoy this for a long time."

Jiang Wei blinked and whispered in his ear, "So, honey, you're so amazing~ What about this line?"

Qin Xiaoye's muscles tensed suddenly. He held her in a koala-like embrace, turned around, and strode upstairs. His voice was low and deep, filled with intense desire: "You'll be calling me that in a bit."

Qin Xiaoye carried her upstairs, kicked open the room door, and then closed it with his foot.

He dragged her straight into the bathroom, placed his hand on the zipper of her off-white dress, and asked with a low, husky laugh, "Take it off yourself, or should I do it for you?"

"Should you wash it yourself, or should I help you?"

The bathroom light shone directly on Jiang Wei, making it clear that if she were to take off her clothes, every pore and every part of her body would be clearly visible.

Jiang Wei suddenly felt ashamed and blushed, saying, "I'll take it off myself and wash it myself."

Qin Xiaoye's dark gaze pressed down on her, a smile playing on his lips: "I thought you were pretty daring."

He leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Paper tiger~"

He followed Jiang Wei's ear, and his lips gently bit her fair and delicate neck, right where the vein was, before turning and leaving the bathroom.

Jiang Wei trembled slightly when he bit her, a sense of fear rising within her, and her skin broke out in a fine sweat. It felt both dangerous and... pleasurable.

Wow, you're so good at it!

He made Jiang Wei weak in the knees.

The scent of Qin Xiaoye filled her nostrils, mingling with the steam in the bathroom and clinging to her body.

A sticky, ambiguous feeling.

Thinking about what she was going to do later, she blushed and washed every part of herself thoroughly.

The skin turned pink from the steam.

She walked out wearing a pure white silk nightgown, the straps loosely tied, revealing her snow-white legs and a deep V-neck. She was no paper tiger.

Qin Xiaoye had finished showering and was shirtless, still damp. Water droplets slowly slid down his forehead, flowing to his Adam's apple and gathering there.

The moisture on his body slid down his chest/muscles to his abs, shimmering with a crystal-clear light.

He slowly raised his eyes, staring intently at Jiang Wei, his gaze sweeping over her.

Jiang Wei's silk pajamas partially concealed her soft, sweet skin, which was flushed from washing. Her fair thighs peeked out from the slits of the pajamas, sliding down to her ankles.

Her long black hair cascaded down, falling onto her bare, snow-white shoulders, making her look like an elf or a siren.

Qin Xiaoye's eyes remained fixed, his gaze slowly tracing the distance, sliding down to her ankles and then back up to look into Jiang Wei's eyes.

He gave a half-smile, his voice low: "I've found something interesting."

With a smile, Qin Xiaoye hooked his hand onto a wrinkled man's shirt and shook it.

Jiang Wei's perfectly sexy expression, which was originally determined to seduce Qin Xiaoye, instantly turned into panic and embarrassment, and she bit her red lips hard.

That shirt was the one she kept in her closet, the one she had rubbed and crumpled while sleeping, the one Qin Xiaoye had worn.

With a look of eager anticipation on his handsome face, Qin Xiaoye humbly inquired with a smile, "What is this?"