Marriage is long and desires are strong

The scent of Qin Xiaoye's hormones mingled with the sweet, ripe fruit scent emanating from Jiang Wei, permeating the room.

Jiang Wei could hear Qin Xiaoye's suppressed male breathing, and her nose was filled with his scent.

After a long while, Qin Xiaoye scooped her up and carried her into the bathroom.

Even though they hadn't actually done anything, Jiang Wei was exhausted and looked like a lifeless doll. Qin Xiaoye carried her into the bathtub.

She felt Qin Xiaoye gently wash her body, every part of her body, both the parts that should and shouldn't be washed, was thoroughly cleaned. She was powerless to stop him, and could only weakly pat his abs, which made him chuckle softly. He breathed hot air into her ear and said, "Don't touch me, I'll do it again, I can't help it."

The moisture made the full lines of his chest muscles even more defined.

Water droplets rolled slowly down the grooves of his muscles, the glistening water flowing between his taut muscles, exuding both nobility and wildness.

He picked up the medicine tube with his fingers, and the blue veins on the back of his hand became even more distinct in the steamy air.

He squeezed the tube slightly with his fingertips, and a piece of milky white, smooth ointment was slowly pushed out of the tube. He then gently hooked it with his thumb and forefinger, and the round ointment stuck to his fingertips.

A calm demeanor paired with highly taut muscles exudes layers of sexual tension.

Moisture clung to his fingers, tiny droplets sliding slowly down the lines of his knuckles, mixing with the soft, sticky ointment, making Qin Xiaoye's fingers appear alluring.

Thinking about what that finger had been doing made Jiang Wei blush and her heart race.

Qin Xiaoye lowered his head, the soft, warm yellow light from the bathroom slanting down, half of his face shrouded in hazy shadows, his demeanor calm yet aggressive.

He lowered his eyes and applied the white ointment to the chafed area. It was red, and he gently rubbed it with his fingers to spread it thinly, gradually blending it out. His fingers drew circles on the soft skin.

His warm breath hit Jiang Wei, flowing down her shoulders, and was both cool and hot with each breath.

Jiang Wei felt Qin Xiaoye's hand rubbing against her skin through the ointment, leaving a hot, rough texture that felt slippery. The more he touched her, the bigger the circles became, and the harder he pressed.

Qin Xiaoye's breathing became heavier and hotter, hitting Jiang Wei's soft skin beneath her bare shoulders.

His scent dissipated with the steam.

It floated and drifted over.

Jiang Wei felt dizzy and adorable, and hugged Qin Xiaoye tightly.

Qin Xiaoye's handsome face was calm and composed, but his muscles bulged, and the veins on his arms became even more prominent due to his endurance.

After applying the medicine, he pulled Jiang Wei into his arms, rested her head on his strong shoulder, and carried her to the bed.

Jiang Wei was sleepy and thought Qin Xiaoye would leave as before.

Unexpectedly, Qin Xiaoye got into bed, pulled her into his arms, and said in a low, husky voice, "Don't you like it? I'll hold you while we sleep."

Jiang Wei pressed herself against him, her sweet fragrance filling Qin Xiaoye's nostrils.

Qin Xiaoye's voice was hoarse: "I can't sleep like this..."

Jiang Wei sensed something was wrong, as if something was sticking to her.

She whispered, half-conscious, "There's something on the bed, take it away."

Qin Xiaoye: "You take it."

Jiang Wei was drowsy when she reached for it, but suddenly stopped and woke up with a start.

Qin Xiaoye stared at her with dark eyes.

Jiang Wei gave a timid, obedient smile: "I... I didn't mean to."

He lives here.

Qin Xiaoye clasped his hands together and whispered, "Mm, go to sleep."

He pulled her into his arms.

Jiang Wei smelled the strong scent of hormones, took a deep breath, and began to feel dizzy. Only after she finished inhaling did she realize that her action was abnormal.

She whispered to herself, "I... I just... breathed a little too heavily."

Qin Xiaoye's voice, resonating with his chest, sent a shiver down Jiang Wei's spine. He whispered, "Mmm."

Jiang Wei asked softly, "Why did you go to the Jiang family's house today?"

Qin Xiaoye suddenly appeared and took her away. Thinking back to that moment, it was like a god flying down from the clouds, stretching out his hands towards her, his eyes shining.

Qin Xiaoye paused for two seconds, his voice low and questioning, "Why didn't you ask me to come back with you?"

Nestled in Qin Xiaoye's warm embrace, Jiang Wei looked slightly puzzled: "Mr. Qin, it's because you're busy. These little things don't need to bother you."

His embrace was burning hot.

Qin Xiaoye's voice was deep and gentle: "It was my fault for not making things clear. Marriage is marriage, and as long as you're not divorced, you're husband and wife. When you go back to the Jiang family, you should have called me."

"I'm going back to the Qin family's old house, and you need to come back with me."

"We are newlyweds."

Jiang Wei was enveloped by Qin Xiaoye's lingering scent, feeling dazed. She could almost hear what Qin Xiaoye had said, and drifted off to sleep. Before falling asleep, she vaguely heard Qin Xiaoye say in a low, earnest voice, "We are newlyweds."

Her heart skipped a beat.

The Qin family's old residence... The Qin family is a hereditary noble family. If it weren't for Qin Xiaoye's health condition, they would never have allowed him to marry a fake heiress.

She suddenly felt timid.

Before falling asleep, Jiang Wei murmured in a daze, "Mmm."

Qin Xiaoye looked down and saw that Jiang Wei was asleep, her fair face pressed against his chest muscles, the light white and dark brown colors looking extremely alluring.

His hand gently touched Jiang Wei's fair shoulder.

The moonlight shone on her fair face, casting a gentle glow upon it.

The restlessness that had been building up in Qin Xiaoye's heart since childhood, and the destructive desire that had been rising within him but being desperately suppressed, suddenly dissipated at this moment.

Like a gushing spring, it slowly extinguished a corner of a raging fire.

He whispered, "Madam, let's continue tomorrow night—let's try our best to succeed."

Jiang Wei woke up the next day in front of Qin Xiaoye's chest. When she looked up, she saw his Adam's apple. When she looked down, she found that her drool had dripped onto Qin Xiaoye's pectoral muscles...

(This attempt failed; let's look forward to Mr. Qin's next successful attack.)

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