Marriage is long and desires are strong

Jiang Wei felt a pang of sadness and went upstairs.

Aunt Zhang thoughtfully brought the dessert up to her so she could eat it in the afternoon.

Jiang Wei stared at the two transfers on her phone. She should thank Qin Xiaoye for the 220 million yuan transfer, but for the 800 million yuan transfer… she should ask if it was to the wrong account.

She picked up her phone, but then thought that Qin Xiaoye was very busy, and she shouldn't send him random messages just because she had his WeChat.

For him, millions is the amount of money he could earn if he stopped walking for a few seconds.

The time it takes to reply to her messages is worth more than these millions.

I added this WeChat account because of work.

He probably doesn't want to be disturbed.

She put down her phone and curled up on the bed, feeling listless.

Her collaboration with Qin Xiaoye was limited to the bedroom; once they were out of bed, they were two strangers with different social statuses.

Jiang Wei picked up Qin Xiaoye's pajamas from the bed, thought for a moment, put them aside, blushed, and punched the bed, "You're such a pervert!"

Then, calmly, he picked up his pajamas, hugged them to his chest, and planned to take a nap. Oh well, it's just biological instinct, what's with the urge?

Qin Xiaoye was in a meeting, his gaze occasionally drifting to his phone.

During the meeting, everyone secretly glanced at the hickey on Qin Xiaoye's Adam's apple. They all remained quiet and serious, but their eyes kept meeting, blinking with a hint of gossip.

When Xiang Dong saw the hickey on Qin Xiaoye's Adam's apple, he immediately sent it to Wen Zhixu.

Wen Zhixu was extremely excited: "Dad Dongdong, ahhhhh~~~ President Qin actually agreed to go, my god. I wonder if the first battle was a success, how the battle went, and whether President Qin will be able to eat his next meal."

Xiang Dong: "I made the right push."

Wen Zhixu became sentimental again: "You know what? Many sentinels were too rough the first time, and the guides refused to continue. And the sentinels weren't all that big. Some guides couldn't handle it, they were scared. I wonder how those two are doing?"

Xiang Dong: "Why don't you hide under that couple's bed and take a look? If you can't, you can help push it open."

Wen Zhixu: "I'm not that perverted. How many people could possibly be hiding under President Qin's bed? Are you coming with me?"

Xiang Dong: "I really miss the time when we first met, when everyone was still reserved and shy."

Jiang Wei was scrolling through her phone in bed when she glanced at the money transfer.

She picked up her phone and typed a message to Qin Xiaoye, word by word: "Mr. Qin, I have received both transfers. Thank you for your generosity and for your invaluable guidance in bed. If you have time, we can discuss techniques again next time and encourage each other to improve."

Qin Xiaoye, dressed in a black suit, had a nonchalant expression on his face. When he saw his phone light up, he narrowed his eyes, swiped his finger across the screen to open it, and when he saw the words on it, his muscles tensed, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged instantly.

He texted her: "Ms. Jiang, thank you for your cooperation last night. It was a very pleasant experience. If you would be so kind as to offer some guidance on areas for improvement, I would be extremely grateful. I will certainly strive to improve my skills for long-term development."

Jiang Wei lay on the soft pillow, wondering if she should take another nap, when her phone rang. She was surprised to receive such a long reply from Qin Xiaoye. How much money must have been wasted typing that?

Jiang Wei smiled sweetly, bit her finger, and typed: "I know Mr. Qin hasn't used even a fraction of his power, but please gradually increase the intensity; perhaps I can withstand a bit more. Flowers bloom brightly, the moon is dim, shrouded in a light mist; tonight, I'll go to my lover's side. If we can spend this night together, perhaps Mr. Qin can explore deeper and test me more thoroughly."

Inside the meeting room, all was quiet. Qin Xiaoye's face was solemn and cold, but the several light pink kiss marks on his throat, varying in depth and not concealed, somehow softened his sternness and subtly revealed his tenderness.

His long, well-defined hands rested on the table, his phone resting quietly in his palm. His fingertips drooped unconsciously, and his fingertips tapped the phone case slowly and gently, seemingly casually, but deep in his eyes, unnoticed thoughts were churning.

As soon as his phone lit up, he swiped it with his fingertip, looked down, paused when he saw the words on it, his black trousers instantly tightened, and his body temperature rose by one degree.

He chuckled softly, "Paper tiger~"

It's bold enough, but when it comes to actually doing it, she'll puff out her breath and whine softly that she can't do it anymore.

He also wants to explore more freely.

Qin Xiaoye lowered his head and typed: Since Miss Jiang has sincerely invited me, it would be impolite to refuse. I am delighted to accept. Miss Jiang, please do not cry and beg for pity when things are about to get heated.

Jiang Wei nestled in the soft, spacious bed, her fingertips holding a small silver spoon, taking small sips of the tiramisu made by Zhang Ma and putting it into her mouth.

The soft and fluffy mascarpone cheese melts on the tongue, its rich and sweet aroma spreading in layers. The slightly bitter cocoa powder balances the sweetness, and the aroma of rum adds a touch of crispness and a hint of intoxication. The rich yet mellow flavor slowly spreads down the throat.

Warmth and comfort gradually spread throughout my body.

She received Qin Xiaoye's message, smiled, and replied: I will do my best to cooperate.

Upon seeing this, Qin Xiaoye unconsciously curved his eyebrows, a faint smile quietly spreading across his face, softening his usual cold and indifferent demeanor, and even his fierce and imposing aura softened a bit.

After the meeting, Guan Xiangdong asked for today's schedule, and frowned slightly: "More overtime."

Xiang Dong: ! ! ?

What do you mean "again"? Doesn't he go to work every day? Mr. Qin's workload extends until the early hours of the morning every day! This is called going to work, not overtime!

Qin Xiaoye's brows furrowed slightly: "Work after 9 PM tonight will be postponed until tomorrow."

Xiang Dong asked cautiously, "So... do you have something planned for tonight?"

Qin Xiaoye: "Okay, let's go home."

Xiang Dong's eyes lit up: !!! Holy crap, what did he just hear? President Qin is even giving up his work so he can go home?

It's no wonder he was surprised. Because Qin Xiaoye is physically strong and energetic, he doesn't need much sleep. He can get enough sleep by sleeping three or four hours a day. He spends the rest of his time working, which makes the Qin Group extremely efficient and fast-running.

Qin Xiaoye has always been extremely passionate about his work. For him, work is never boring, but rather a series of precise games where he can win step by step.

He revels in the thrill of the cutthroat world of business, is accustomed to strategizing and controlling the overall situation, and crushes his opponents step by step with meticulous planning and decisive methods, shattering the provocations of others.

Defeating his opponent gives him immense pleasure.

This is the sentry's instinct: to defeat the enemy, to crush them with everything they can, and to constantly expand their territory.

Xiang Dong is an A-level Sentinel, which is why he can keep up with Qin Xiaoye's pace. He can also understand Qin Xiaoye's bloodthirsty instinct, turning his manic and violent sadistic desires into work, killing others.

But now, President Qin says he wants to go home?

Xiang Dong glanced at the hickey on Qin Xiaoye's Adam's apple with his head down. Wow, it really was... sweet. He was smitten.

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Xiang Dong: "Okay, I'll adjust your schedule."

Qin Xiaoye thought for a moment: "The same goes for the day after tomorrow. Don't schedule any work after nine o'clock."

Xiang Dong: "Yes."

Overjoyed! :(^▽^)

As soon as he stepped out, he texted Wen Zhixu: "It seems that President Qin is having a passionate affair with his wife. You better not hide under their bed, or I'm afraid the bed will collapse and crush you to death."

Wen Zhixu: "!? Holy crap, passionate love? Is that a word that would appear on Qin Xiaoye's cold, indifferent, and aloof face?"

Xiang Dong replied to him: "╮(╯▽╰)╭ Your modifier is longer than President Qin's waist."

After teasing Qin Xiaoye, Jiang Wei felt a little better.

She always treated Qin Xiaoye like medicine.

Is she sick...?