A whirlwind marriage with a high-ranking official: Lights out, don't force me to take the initi

Lu Weiguo's car hadn't even entered the family compound yet.

From afar, I could see my son standing at the gate, like a telephone pole.

"Hey kid, what are you doing?" Lu Weiguo slammed on the brakes.

Lu Xiaojun quickly ran over.

Seeing that everyone on the bus had returned safely, he immediately grinned.

It seems the matter has been resolved.

He heard a rough outline of what happened from his aunt Lu Weihua a couple of days ago, and he was extremely anxious.

It was getting completely dark and he still hadn't returned.

His grandmother, aunt, and mother were making a dizzying racket in the house, so he volunteered to come out and wait.

They waited for several hours in the cold wind.

His face was blue from the cold, and his hands were tucked into his sleeves, his knuckles stiff and red.

"Xiao Jun, get in the car quickly."

Ye Wenxi pushed open the car door, pulled him into the back seat, and rubbed his frozen hands.

"How long have you been standing here?"

"Not long after."

Lu Xiaojun was stubborn, but his fingers were so stiff they could barely bend back.

Ye Wenxi felt sorry for him and kept breathing on his hands, rubbing them vigorously.

"Silly boy!"

Sitting to her left, Lu Weidong reached out and flicked his forehead lightly.

"Standing in the wind for hours? Are you out of your mind?"

Lu Xiaojun sniffed; his lips were still a little numb from the cold.

"Second Uncle, you don't know, the family members are almost going crazy with worry. The house is like a dumpling being fried."

"Why did you take so long?"

Ye Wenxi continued working, her voice tinged with apology.

"It's my fault, I forgot to call home halfway through."

"They were questioning and verifying things over there this afternoon, and the process was slow. But it's all sorted out now, and everything's fine."

She rubbed his bright red ears and added:

"Your second aunt will make you lots of fried chicken tomorrow."

The jeep braked at the entrance of the Lu family's small building.

Hearing the commotion, Lu Weihua was the first to run out.

As soon as the three of them saw that everyone in the car was there, they immediately exclaimed "Ouch!" repeatedly.

"Hey! I'm finally back!"

"Oh dear! My heart was pounding all afternoon, it felt like it was burning a hole in it..."

The night outside the window was dark, and the cold wind made the glass rattle.

Inside, however, it was warm and cozy, with the lights casting the family's shadows on the wall, swaying gently.

Ye Wenxi was talking about how Lu Weidong took down Wang Bing in just a few moves.

"Snap! With a low sweep, the man knelt down!"

As she spoke, she gestured the famous sweeping leg kick, her expression vivid.

His appearance amused Lu Weidong so much that he couldn't help but laugh out loud, abandoning his usual composure.

"Second Uncle!!" Lu Xiaojun's eyes lit up. "I admire you so much!"

Lu Weiguo chuckled and patted the back of his head.

"You brat, when your father was practicing those moves, I never heard you say that!"

"Perhaps... our starting points are different."

Lu Weidong replied, his voice still carrying a smile, but his eyes reflected a warm light.

"I did it for love."

Lu Weihua: "Ugh..."

Lu Xiaojun: "Holy crap!!"

Ye Wenxi: "⁄(⁄ ⁄•⁄ω⁄•⁄ ⁄)⁄........"

The laughter and chatter downstairs gradually subsided.

Ye Wenxi went back to her room first, washed up, changed into her pajamas, and lay down.

Lu Weidong hadn't come up yet; he was still downstairs in the study discussing something with his father and brothers.

Her mind, however, was filled with images from the daytime.

Lu Weidong pulled her close and said in front of everyone, "I was the one who drugged her, and I'm the one who wanted her."

And then there were those moves he made that were so fast they were almost invisible.

"ah--!"

Just thinking about it sends a rush of hot sweetness straight to my head.

Ye Wenxi buried her face in the pillow and curled up in a ball on the bed.

Like a cat that has stolen a honey pot and is so happy it rolls around on the floor.

Then she sprang up and sat up in the open space of the room, mimicking the move Lu Weidong had used during the day.

"Crack! Swish!" She half-squatted and forcefully swept her leg.

"Bang!"

"ah--!!"

Lu Weidong, who had just gone upstairs, heard the scream and rushed into the room.

As soon as I entered, I saw Ye Wenxi curled up on the floor, clutching her calves with both hands, gasping for breath in pain.

"What's wrong?"

"I kicked...I kicked the table leg..."

"Kicking the table leg?"

Lu Weidong glanced at the spot she was covering, then at the table a meter away.

He couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Ye Wenxi was so angry when she saw him laughing that she raised her hand and punched him.

The fist landed on his shoulder, as hard as ever.

"Let me see."

As Lu Weidong spoke, he reached his hand towards her waistband.

"Why?"

Ye Wenxi was amused by his words and gave him a light kick.

"Do you need to take your pants off to see calves? Just roll them up, isn't that enough?"

"So fast."

Lu Weidong didn't stop; instead, he made a move to pull it down.

Ye Wenxi quickly pulled them up, one pulling down and the other pulling up.

The two of them were tangled up on the floor, laughing and rolling around.

"Lu Weidong!!"

Ye Wenxi struggled to get out from under him, desperately clutching his waistband with one hand.

"If you don't take it off now, you'll have to later..."

Lu Weidong pulled her back, his voice laced with laughter, his breath hot against her ear.

Downstairs, Lu Weihua, who was studying for his exam, paused, his pen poised.

Hearing the muffled thuds and faint laughter coming from the ceiling above, he rolled his eyes helplessly.

"Sigh..." she muttered softly.

"Having a bed but not using it, you're really playing around..."

Ye Wenxi ultimately failed to break free from Lu Weidong.

He pinned her down with one hand, making her unable to move, and her wrists were pinned above her head.

Those pajama bottoms are nowhere to be found.

"Lu Weidong! Let go of me!"

Lu Weidong pretended not to hear and looked down at the slight redness on her calf.

"It's alright, there might be a bruise tomorrow, but it won't affect your walking."

After saying that, he leaned down and kissed her on the lips, then released her.

"Wait for me to take a shower."

As soon as Ye Wenxi was free, she immediately got up and angrily chased after him, intending to kick him.

"I'm so angry!"

Lu Weidong turned around upon hearing the sound, but Ye Wenxi's kick was already out of control, landing squarely on his lower abdomen.

boom!

The soles of my feet felt a solid impact, like kicking a concrete wall.

She stumbled and almost fell backward.

Lu Weidong reacted quickly, catching her kicking leg and pulling her arm to steady her.

"Murder of her husband?"

"Is your belly made of iron?!" Ye Wenxi's soles were still numb from the shock.

Lu Weidong didn't let go; he held her leg with one hand and guided her hand to press it against his body with the other.

From a firm lower abdomen to well-defined abdominal muscles, and further up, a thick and taut chest.

"What do you think this is?"

His voice was a mix of laughter and something else.

Her fingertips were burning hot, and he was half-supporting her, every part of her that he touched was as hard as iron and as hot as fire.

Ye Wenxi couldn't suppress the urge to smile.

He thought to himself: "My sister's food is so good, it looks so good every day."

"Alright, go on now," she urged him.

Lu Weidong didn't move, his gaze lingering on those two spots.

She was standing, with him dragging one of her legs along.

The heights at both locations were just right.

He slightly raised the corner of his mouth.

"Perfect spot," he said. "Wait for me to come out."

"Um?"

Ye Wenxi was a beat slow to understand.

The next second, she suddenly realized what she had done, and her face turned bright red.

"ah--!"

She buried her head in the pillow and kicked her legs wildly on the bed.

Like a big, bouncy carp...