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

Ring ring ring....

The off-white telephone in Ye Wenxi's house rang and rang.

Unfortunately, no one answered.

The sun is shining brightly outside.

Ye Wenxi had been reading at his desk for a long time, but his shoulders felt stiff, so he wanted to go out and stretch his legs.

She then remembered that Lu Weidong always said that she was too weak and should exercise more.

She argued back when she first heard this, but later she realized it herself.

The original owner grew up in the countryside and suffered a lot of abuse from a young age.

My health isn't in good shape, so I'm a bit weak.

Compared to Lu Weidong, or even to his modern self, he appears weak.

She was wearing a sweater and a light coat.

It's not very thick, and it might even be a bit cold.

But the sunset was so beautiful, she wanted to go for a run before it got dark.

As a result, he only ran half a lap around the small playground.

This attracted a crowd of people who stopped to watch and point.

She was so angry that she turned around and walked back.

Wearing so little clothing, running outside in the dead of winter?

In this day and age, this behavior certainly seems a bit "improper".

With no other option, she could only think of some indoor exercises.

Doing yoga or aerobics is also fine.

Ye Wenxi drew the curtains tightly shut.

Wearing only a set of close-fitting cotton underwear, she began doing yoga stretches on the floor.

She discovered that her physical constitution was actually quite good, with decent flexibility.

I wanted to try a challenging move.

She braced herself with her hands on the ground and moved her legs against the wall, trying to do a handstand.

I tried twice but failed.

The third time, she actually managed to lift herself up by using her waist and legs.

Ye Wenxi was experiencing the strange sensation of her blood flowing backwards, and she was trying her best to maintain her balance.

Suddenly, the sound of a key unlocking the door came from the doorway.

Lu Weidong pushed the door open and came in.

He froze the moment he saw the scene inside.

Then, with astonishing speed, he slammed the door shut from the outside with a loud "bang".

"Huh?!"

Ye Wenxi was startled by Lu Weidong's sudden return.

His body swayed, and he looked like he was about to fall.

Lu Weidong reacted extremely quickly.

He rushed over and caught her waist and legs.

They lifted the person down steadily and gently placed them back on the ground.

He was still wearing his military overcoat and gloves when he squatted down in front of her, tilting his head to look at her.

Ye Wenxi's face turned as red as if it were about to bleed, and she slowly raised her head:

"Hehe...you're back?"

"Why so early?"

Lu Weidong looked her up and down.

The thin, close-fitting underwear accentuated her curves perfectly.

"I had no idea you could do acrobatics?"

"Would you believe me if I said I was working out?"

Ye Wenxi buried her face in her knees, her voice muffled.

"You didn't get a performance assignment from the cultural troupe to perform for the troops, did you?"

Ye Wenxi: "........."

"Hmph, believe it or not."

She stomped her foot, pouted, and was about to leave.

Lu Weidong pulled her back and held her tightly in his arms.

"You feel so cold."

Ye Wenxi reached out to push him away.

But he fixed his gaze on her.

Lu Weidong raised his eyebrows slightly, his deep eyes half-closed.

The aggression in his eyes was undisguised.

Just being stared at like that made Ye Wenxi's legs feel weak.

Before she could react, he had already lowered his head and kissed her.

Ye Wenxi was wearing only a thin layer of sweat-soaked underwear.

My skin was flushed and my lips were warm after exercising.

To Lu Weidong, this appearance resembled a freshly baked pastry, exuding an enticing aroma.

With a strong pull, he lifted her up and placed her on the cold dining table.

Ye Wenxi shivered from the cold of the desktop.

"This is a dining table!"

Why did you leave me here?

Ye Wenxi, the gluttonous girl, asked a question she already knew the answer to.

But I couldn't help but admire him: this person is making rapid progress.

We have now fully entered the stage of "self-taught and independent development".

Lu Weidong really enjoys the novelty of being in different places and situations.

Ye Wenxi said that he was obsessed with desires, and that's true.

Anyone would be tempted by such an alluring partner and a constant stream of new experiences, and would be drawn in again and again.

Lu Weidong did not release her lips.

The burning kisses traveled along her lips, jaw, and down to her neck.

"help me.."

His voice was low and hoarse, with a seductive power.

Ye Wenxi's eyes were hazy, and her fingers trembled as she unbuttoned his shirt.

Before long, their clothes were scattered on the ground.

The dining table is not as sturdy as the bed, and it creaks when it shakes.

It appeared exceptionally clear and shy in the quiet indoor environment.

Fortunately, they lived on the first floor.

Otherwise, the downstairs neighbors would probably wonder: why would they do this in broad daylight...?

"The sound...it's too loud..."

Ye Wenxi bit her lip, her words implying that he should go somewhere else.

"No..." Lu Weidong breathed heavily, whispering in her ear.

"You can... grow a little bigger..."

Ye Wenxi was too weak to reply.

Unfamiliar places bring a heightened sense of excitement.

Her fingernails unconsciously scratched at the tabletop.

Even some of the paint was scraped off.

"Hmm..."

The slight stinging pain in Lu Weidong's shoulder silenced Ye Wenxi's words.

He picked her up and gently stroked her back with one hand to calm her down.

He held her like that, slowly pacing around the room.

"Where would you like to go next?"

Ye Wenxi's breathing gradually evened out. She slowly raised her head, her eyes glistening with tears and her eyes reddening.

She gently touched his chin with her lips, which were slightly swollen from being kissed:

"That's it..."

Lu Weidong chuckled softly, immediately understanding her meaning.

Hold me tight.

In a small living room of about ten square meters.

Lu Weidong's military overcoat, leather gloves, and shirt were scattered on the ground...

And Ye Wenxi's two thin undergarments.

The small open space next to the dining table became a temporary battlefield.

Clothes were kicked into disarray.

The clothes are adorned with twinkling stars.

"I...I'm tired..."

She almost never came down from the clouds.

She clung limply to Lu Weidong.

She didn't even have the strength to lift her arm, so she could only lean on his shoulder and weakly utter these few words.

"I haven't..."

The two moved to the bedroom.

The sturdy chest of drawers became Ye Wenxi's temporary "sitting place".

"Sweetie... hold on to yourself."

Ring ring—

The phone rang again.

But Lu Weidong did not stop.

It was as if they wanted to send her to an even higher place.

The phone rang persistently, again and again.

"Telephone..." Ye Wenxi gasped.

"No..."

"Never mind."

"At a time like this, you can still get distracted..."

"It's my problem."

Before he could finish speaking, his burning hot hand gently covered her lips.

Next, he will increase the intensity of his attacks.

This was also so that when she was about to bite her lip uncontrollably, she could catch it with her own palm.

This has happened before.

When intense feelings swept over her, Ye Wenxi was always afraid that she would make too loud a sound, so she would unconsciously bite her lower lip tightly.

As a result, Lu Weidong would always see this with heartache the next day.

Those two rosy lips were covered with tiny teeth marks and tears.

After that, whenever he reached out, Ye Wenxi would instinctively try to dodge.

She was already finding it hard to withstand that natural force.

Right now, he clearly has no intention of "reducing the amount".

The vase kept making "clattering" sounds.

The "vase" eventually shattered.

The water in the vase kept overflowing through the cracks...

The liquid slid down the edge of the dresser, flowing down the cabinet and quietly accumulating into a wet, glistening puddle on the floor.

"Look...it likes it..."