Marriage is long and desires are strong

Jiang Wei's eyes were already slightly tipsy, and her smile was fiery and beautiful: "Qin Xiaoye, you smell so good, I love it~"

She reached out and roughly pulled open Qin Xiaoye's black suit. Qin Xiaoye did not resist at all. Instead, he cooperated perfectly with her force, took off the suit, threw it on the ground, and was stepped on by Jiang Wei's bare feet.

Jiang Wei's fair feet, stepping on a black, high-end suit, exude a stunning beauty; just those white feet alone are enough to spark the imagination.

She leaned closer to Qin Xiaoye, her small nose gently sniffing his chest, moving upwards until her nose was almost touching his Adam's apple, her breath, tinged with the scent of alcohol, brushing against it.

Fireworks exploded in Qin Xiaoye's mind instantly, rising continuously.

The scent on his body instantly became stronger.

The aroma of red wine blends with the sweet fruity scent emanating from Jiang Wei, continuously enclosing the area with its fragrance.

Jiang Wei raised her head and looked at Qin Xiaoye's face. His handsome face was filled with suppressed masculinity, making him incredibly sexy.

Qin Xiaoye's hand continued to rise, and the heat spread to Jiang Wei.

He picked her up and whispered in her ear in a low, husky voice, "I love your scent too, especially the scent of lychee..."

Jiang Wei blushed instantly when Qin Xiaoye mentioned lychees.

It was as if Qin Xiaoye's warm breath was still there.

Jiang Wei placed her hand on the metal buckle of Qin Xiaoye's belt.

He swept her up in his long arm and pulled her into his arms, his movements forceful and leaving no room for escape.

The candlelight in the room flickered gently in the sudden ripples of air, the leaping flames sweeping back and forth across his sharply defined profile, creating dappled shadows of light and dark. In his eyes surged an intense, almost suppressed desire, mixed with an innate aura of danger, so intense it seemed to burn him to ashes.

The man walked steadily, step by step, towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

The moonlight outside the window was as clear as water, and the gentle moonlight poured in endlessly, softly enveloping his tall and straight figure. A layer of hazy and soft light spread around him, outlining a faint halo, making his wild and noble features even more alluring and irresistible.

He turned around, standing with his back to him. The moonlight from the entire floor-to-ceiling window fell behind him, leaving only a deep, heavy black shadow in front of him, its outline cold and imposing.

A deep, husky voice spread out, carrying a hint of burning heat: "You like floor-to-ceiling windows?"

Jiang Wei's snow-white toes touched the ground, curling up gently, revealing a hint of helplessness and softness.

She reeked of alcohol, her mind hazy with intoxication. Her fair hands rested haphazardly on Qin Xiaoye's firm chest, her fingertips scratching unconsciously. Her voice was soft and delicate, a muffled hum: "Mmm, I like it..."

Before she finished speaking, she grabbed his shirt button with her fingertips and began to tear it off impatiently.

With a few sharp cracks, Qin Xiaoye's shirt was ripped open, buttons popped off and rolled off, jingling and bouncing in the quiet night before scattering across the floor.

The loose shirt was casually torn open, revealing a large expanse of his strong, broad chest.

The muscles are interplay of light and shadow, with clearly defined abdominal muscles below the waistline. The undulating texture gleams faintly in the soft light, making them both strong and alluring, causing one's heart to race.

It felt slightly cool the moment it was placed on the table.

The scent of his hormones, mixed with the aroma of cedar and red wine, wafted over me.

The metallic sound was exceptionally clear in the dark night; the "click" was extremely alluring.

It's a bit difficult...

Jiang Wei looked at Qin Xiaoye. His eyes were half-closed, his breathing was heavy, and his eyes, looking down, held the deep waves of the sea.

Jiang Wei, dazed and slightly drunk, looked at Qin Xiaoye with an even more fair and beautiful complexion.

Qin Xiaoye looked up, his breath hitting her face, making her flush red.

Her lips were full and red.

Qin Xiaoye raised his finger, his fingertip lightly tracing across Jiang Wei's lips, the rough and violent texture causing a commotion.

His voice was low and hoarse: "I want to kiss you."

He looked down at Jiang Wei, the gentle moonlight softly enveloping her face, casting a delicate and soft halo around her.

Her lips were full, red, and bright, with an alluring, moist color. Her warm breath carried a mixture of sweet fruity aromas and a hint of mellow wine.

Her eyes were misty and wet, her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she looked helpless and soft-hearted.

It's soft and sweet.

Like a soft peach with its skin peeled off.

A sweet and alluring fragrance wafts continuously from the skin.

Jiang Wei was slightly tipsy and dizzy when Qin Xiaoye's scent pressed in from the inside out.

She was completely enveloped by his unique, wild, hormonal aura.

His scent filled every direction, leaving no room to escape.

Qin Xiaoye carried her upstairs.