My Wild Wife in Shanghai

But Chen Ye was oblivious to the pain at that moment; his mind was in complete turmoil.

Liu Wenmei stood very close, and the unique fragrance of a mature woman emanating from her body acted like a deadly catalyst, seeping into Chen Ye's nostrils.

Liu Wenmei was focused on cleaning his wounds. She leaned down slightly, and her collar opened a little because of the movement.

From Chen Ye's perspective, he could clearly see that dazzling expanse of white.

And that deep, captivating ravine.

Liu Wenmei, however, remained oblivious, her head still bowed in focus.

A few strands of hair slipped from her ears and fell onto Chen Ye's arm, bringing a slightly itchy sensation.

Chen Ye's body became increasingly stiff, and his blood seemed to be burning in his veins.

In his enhanced beast state, his animalistic nature already held sway.

At this moment, he was completely captivated by the charm of the mature woman.

"teacher!"

Chen Ye tried his best to remain calm and uttered those two words.

At that moment, a scene suddenly exploded in Chen Ye's mind!

It was a high school English class, and the afternoon sun streamed into the classroom through the windows.

The young homeroom teacher, Liu Wenmei, wearing a pair of slim-fit jeans, was writing on the blackboard with her back to the students.

The chalk scratched on the blackboard, and her slender waist and pert hips were incredibly alluring, making Chen Ye, a young man just beginning to experience love, feel his blood boil.

That alluring and sexy back view was like a brand, deeply engraved in Chen Ye's heart.

The scenes from the past gradually overlapped with the erotic scene before my eyes.

Gradually, Chen Ye's rationality collapsed!

Bestiality has completely taken over the high ground!

He suddenly reached out and grabbed Liu Wenmei's soft wrist that was holding the cotton swab.

"what!"

Liu Wenmei gasped in surprise, and the cotton swab in her hand fell to the ground.

In fact, Liu Wenmei was also distracted while disinfecting Chen Ye.

Her heart would skip a beat whenever her fingers occasionally touched Chen Ye's body.

At that moment, Chen Ye grabbed her hand. She looked up in surprise and met Chen Ye's eyes, which were filled with desire.

"Chen Ye... what's wrong? Did I hurt you?"

Liu Wenmei asked.

However, as soon as she finished speaking, Chen Ye picked her up from the ground.

"what!"

Liu Wenmei exclaimed in surprise, feeling dizzy and disoriented.

The next second, Chen Ye slammed her hard onto the sofa behind her.

Immediately afterwards, a hot body exuding a strong masculine aura pressed down heavily on him.

"Ugh! Chen Ye, what are you doing... ..."

Liu Wenmei's mind went blank. She only felt a soft touch on her lips, and then she was completely overwhelmed by an extremely domineering aura.

Chen Ye's kiss was full of primal wildness, devoid of any tenderness.

"No... I'm your teacher... um... ..."

Liu Wenmei made a symbolic struggle twice, pushing against his steel-hard chest with her hands.

However, the next second, she stopped resisting.

Years of repression, physical desires, and a descent into Chen Ye's masculinity allowed her to enjoy it.

Her tense body slowly softened, and her hands, which had been pushing her away, had somehow climbed onto Chen Ye's broad back.

Something inside her seemed to have been awakened.

The charm and allure of a mature woman, long buried deep within, erupt completely at this moment.

She no longer passively endured, but turned the tables and took the initiative, flipping over and pinning Chen Ye down, becoming even wilder and more passionate than Chen Ye!

Hiss!

Chen Ye roughly tore Liu Wenmei's clothes open.

Ambiguous gasps and low growls intertwined in the living room, creating a primal melody.

Finally, Chen Ye pressed Liu Wenmei down on the sofa and pinned her down from behind.

The sofa creaked under the strain.

The night outside the window seemed to grow even darker...

Meanwhile, the landlady next door was watching TV.

The television was showing heart-wrenching scenes.

She was wiping away tears of emotion when she suddenly heard a woman shouting from the screen.

"What's going on? Did they switch channels?"

The landlady picked up the remote and tried to change the channel, but whether it was the legal channel or the sports channel, she could hear a woman shouting.

"Damn it!"

Only then did the landlady realize that the sound was coming from next door.

She turned off the TV and pressed herself against the wall to listen.

Indeed, a woman's rhythmic screams could be heard coming from next door.

"Arguing so late at night? Don't you let people get some sleep?"

The landlady is a local Shanghainese. Her husband passed away from a cerebral hemorrhage years ago, and she has been living alone for years, making a living by collecting rent from several properties.

She rented the house next door to Liu Wenmei, and occasionally she could hear Liu Wenmei arguing loudly with her child.

She assumed that Liu Wenmei had argued with the child again, so she tore off a coat and went out.

Over here, Liu Wenmei and Chen Ye were getting intimate on the sofa when they heard the landlady knocking on the door.

"Hey, stop arguing so late at night!" the landlady said. "What's wrong between you two that you have to argue about so late at night? Open the door, I'll help you mediate!"

The landlady was also very kind-hearted. She liked Liu Wenmei very much because she was gentle and refined and had a good personality. So whenever she saw Liu Wenmei arguing with her son, she would come over and say a few words of advice.

Liu Wenmei was limp and weak, her hair disheveled. She steadied herself and said, "Big sister, I didn't argue!"

"You say you didn't argue? I could hear everything clearly from next door!" the landlady said. "Open the door, let me see if Xiaoyu has misbehaved again!"

Actually, the landlady had her own selfish motives.

The rent is due soon, and she hasn't seen Liu Wenmei day or night lately, so she wanted to take this opportunity to talk about paying the rent.

That's why she insisted on going in.

Liu Wenmei said, "Big sister, I really didn't argue!"

She is short of breath and speaks weakly.

The landlady couldn't hear her at all, so she knocked on the door again: "Little sister, open the door, what's wrong with me just wanting to say a few words?"

Seeing that the other party was stubborn, Liu Wenmei quickly asked Chen Ye to disconnect and got up to go to the bedroom.

She simply put on a long robe and got up to open the door.

"Hey! It's pitch black here, where's your son?"

The landlady asked as soon as she entered the door.

"I didn't argue with my son, he wasn't home!" Liu Wenmei said.

"Oh! What was that noise just now? Why are you like this? Were you taking a shower?"

After the landlady entered the room, she immediately sat down on the sofa as if she were already familiar with the place.

"Just now... that was the sound of the TV," Liu Wenmei mumbled.

"Hey, turn the TV down! My neighbors can hear everything!" the landlady said, then immediately got to the point: "Oh, by the way, next month's rent is due, I'm just letting you know in advance!"

"Yes, I remember!" Liu Wenmei nodded.

"Hey, why is the sofa wet?"

The landlady suddenly stood up, her pants partially soaked.

Liu Wenmei blushed instantly to the roots of her neck, and forced herself to explain:

"Oh dear, I was making soup and accidentally spilled it on the sofa. I haven't had time to wipe it up yet!"

"Oh my, you even spilled soup on the sofa! You're really something!"

The landlady wiped the water stains off her pants, sniffed them, and said, "What kind of soup is this? It doesn't taste right!"