Marriage is long and desires are strong

Qin Xiaoye's large hand enveloped Jiang Wei's soft hand in his palm, the warmth of his breath spreading through his hand.

Time seemed to stand still at this moment.

Jiang Wei felt waves of heat emanating from Qin Xiaoye washing over her. She sat on Qin Xiaoye's muscular thighs, his muscles pressed against hers.

Qin Xiaoye's chest was behind her, and she could feel his heartbeat steady and rhythmic.

Qin Xiaoye's breath sprayed onto Jiang Wei's neck, and his lips gently brushed against the tip of her ear, sending a tingling sensation through her.

Jiang Wei whispered, "Choose what I love..."

"What if I can't afford the one I love?"

Qin Xiaoye's voice was low and husky as he opened his mouth and his soft lips brushed against Jiang Wei's earlobe: "So there's another line after that: love what I choose."

The air grew heavy.

Jiang Wei whispered, "Loving what I choose... isn't that forced love?"

Qin Xiaoye chuckled softly in her ear, "So there's another part before that: choose what you love."

We've come full circle.

Qin Xiaoye's voice was low and deep, as if it could penetrate rock:

"Love requires steadfastness."

"Don't choose what you don't love; once you choose, love it to the end."

Jiang Wei's heart skipped a beat, and she whispered, "You...is that really how it is?"

Qin Xiaoye's breathing deepened, and his voice was low and hoarse as he slowly replied, "Of course."

Jiang Wei felt a little dizzy from his breath, and the scent of Qin Xiaoye's hormones wafted over her in waves.

A deep, husky voice traveled slowly and gently into her ears like an electric current.

Yes, he is Qin Xiaoye. He can have whatever he wants, so he can freely choose what he likes and loves.

Is it something he likes? Or something he doesn't need?

Jiang Wei felt a little dizzy; Qin Xiaoye's tone was so affectionate, it sounded like he was confessing his love.

No, he was just answering his own question.

Qin Xiaoye looked down and saw the soft, white flesh on the back of Jiang Wei's neck. He swallowed hard.

His lips slowly pressed against that soft flesh, gently rubbing against it.

This rubbing made Jiang Wei feel a dangerous aura emanating from the soft flesh of the back of her neck, as if he was figuring out where to bite.

Qin Xiaoye's cool breath sprayed onto the back of Jiang Wei's neck, making her feel a tingling sensation. The cool breath made her sweat with fear, and she felt hot.

The temperature fluctuates between cool and hot.

My mind was suddenly filled with a tingling, numbing fear.

Qin Xiaoye lingered for a moment, his soft lips conveying a sense of longing, and slowly spoke in a low, deep voice: "What are you choosing? Why are you having such a difficult decision?"

Jiang Wei paused, her mind flashing through images of the Jiang family, Li Si, Li Si's mother, and the houses she had looked at that day, before finally settling on Qin Xiaoye's handsome and wild face.

She said, "I wasn't in a difficult position. I just felt that many things had turned out this way by chance."

Qin Xiaoye spoke slowly against the back of her neck: "A twist of fate is a choice."

With each word spoken, the hot breath hit the soft flesh of Jiang Wei's neck, making her shiver.

People think they haven't made a choice, but they have already done so.

"Not choosing is also a choice."

"Everyone dances with shackles on their feet; it's impossible to be completely unburdened. We all make the only choice at any given moment while bound by various ropes."

Jiang Wei whispered, "You too?"

Qin Xiaoye paused, then chuckled softly, "Me too."

His deep, husky voice echoed through the room.

Like fingers pressing on piano keys, casually manipulating them to produce leisurely notes.

"In business, decisions are made every day. Each decision can involve losses of tens or hundreds of millions. You have to be quick, fast, and get ahead of the competition."

"The information I receive is never enough; I must make my own judgments amidst that insufficient information, and even amidst a great deal of false information."

Jiang Wei slowly and quietly understood: "Because by eliminating other options, the choice you make is the more precious one."

Qin Xiaoye's breath hitched, and he whispered in her ear in a low, deep voice, "Yes."

Jiang Wei: "What if we make the wrong decision?"

Qin Xiaoye calmly replied, "If you're wrong, you're wrong. Admit it. Who can be right all the time?"

Jiang Wei asked curiously, "You can make mistakes too?"

She had heard rumors that Qin Xiaoye was ruthless, decisive, and efficient.

But... that's just a rumor, right? Qin Xiao, the wild man, is actually quite gentle.

Qin Xiaoye's voice was low and husky: "Of course, but I will love what I have chosen. Because I have already chosen what I love."

The topic has drifted back to itself.

Jiang Wei: "What if I make the wrong choice and get hurt?"

Qin Xiaoye: "It's better to get hurt than to not make a choice. It's better than letting others make decisions for you. If you make your own decisions, failure is experience, and success is a lesson. People aren't that afraid of getting hurt."

Jiang Wei exhaled, feeling as if something had cleared up in her mind.

But what? She still hadn't figured it out.

Chatting with Qin Xiaoye is really good for your brain...

Shouldn't we do it?

Jiang Wei turned her head, sat on his lap, and lay on Qin Xiaoye's arm, looking at him with a sticky gaze.

She leaned close to Qin Xiaoye's ear, her voice soft and alluring: "Want to do it, Qin Xiaoye?"

A sweet aroma mixed with the scent of fruit wafted to Qin Xiaoye's nose.

The tip of my ear felt the softness of Jiang Wei's lips, like the cool, silky texture of jelly.

As she turned around, her buttocks lightly brushed against Qin Xiaoye's leg.

Jiang Wei clearly sensed the change.

but……

Qin Xiaoye chuckled softly, his laughter ambiguous: "I need to check if your injury has healed."

Jiang Wei whispered in his ear, "If it's not better, you won't give up?"

Qin Xiaoye smiled faintly and pulled her into his arms: "If you're not better yet, eat something else."

Jiang Wei realized what he was talking about and blushed instantly.

Qin Xiaoye put one arm around Jiang Wei, and with the other hand, he rolled up some real estate documents on the sofa, slowly asking, "You want to buy a house?"

Without realizing it, his heart was beating a little fast.

She doesn't like it here?

Jiang Wei glanced at the form and said with a relaxed expression, "Oh, I want to transfer my household registration out of the Jiang family. I need to buy a house to register my new household there."

Qin Xiaoye slowly exhaled. So that's how it is.

He crumpled the pieces of paper in his hand: "Have you considered registering your household here?"

Jiang Wei immediately shook her head: "No, no."

Qin Xiaoye looked at her and said indifferently, "Oh."

"If you don't have it, you don't have it. Why do you have to say it twice?"

Jiang Wei: "Uh, that's the key point, the emphasis."

Qin Xiaoye stared intently at her and said, "Mm."

"Have you chosen a house yet?"

Jiang Wei sighed: "No."

Qin Xiaoye: "Choose the one you like."

Jiang Wei looked at the information about the house worth over 20 million yuan without saying a word.

Qin Xiaoye: "Tell me, if a room is full and there's no room for more people, where should the extra people go?"

Jiang Wei thought for a moment: "Outside?"

Qin Xiaoye chuckled softly in her ear: "Yes, when there isn't enough internal space, we can use external space."

He picked up his phone, tapped it twice, and said with a smile, "I am your external space."

Jiang Wei heard her phone beep, picked it up and looked at it.

Qin Xiaoye transferred 3000 million yuan.

Jiang Wei looked up in surprise and exclaimed "Wow!" Thirty million had been transferred directly?

Qin Xiaoye's voice was soothing: "Choose the one you like."

"You only feel a sense of belonging when you choose something yourself. You feel that this thing belongs to you."

"Spending money with your own money and experiencing the joy of buying things you like is a pleasure that no one else can replicate."