Joysa was looking at her nails boredly behind the curtains when she finally heard the door lock being turned.

Then he heard Nangong Xianyue's footsteps.

Just as she was about to go out and scare him, a female voice sounded and she stopped moving.

"Mr. Nangong, I made some soup. Come down and have some after you wash up."

"I don't eat food made by anyone other than the cook." Nangong Xianyue's voice was cold. "Get out."

"Mr. Nangong, you know what I'm thinking, right? Anyway, Miss Isa is not here, so no one knows."

"You want to be my mistress?"

"Yes, Mr. Nangong, I have liked you since we were on the island, but you have always been with Miss Isa. Now that you have finally separated, I... I am willing... I am willing to stay with you in secret like this forever."

When Qiao Yisha recognized Mi Ya's voice, she felt angry and amused, and at the same time curious about Nangong Xianyue's reaction.

"A lot of people have this idea. It's not enough to just be willing. Get out."

"Mr. Nangong, I've inquired about it. Your ex-wife also rose from a maid to a high position, didn't she? I'm much better off than her. At least I was once a noble."

Nangong Xianyue took off his tie, sat down on the sofa, leaned forward with his arms on his thighs, and said, "First, I don't have an ex-wife. From the beginning to the end, there was only Qiao Yisha."

"Secondly, she saved you. If it weren't for her kindness, you would still be living a primitive life on the island. You should be grateful instead of trying to seduce her lover."

"Third, there's no difference between nobles and servants in my eyes. Your tricks might work on any man, but not on me. You could have stayed in Firth as a servant, but now you have to pay the price for your wishful thinking. Someone will send you away soon, and no one will care whether you live or die."

After saying that, he pressed a button and two butlers immediately ran in.

"Throw her out of Firth." Nangong Xianyue walked into the bathroom without looking back.

The man took a quick shower and walked out of the bathroom in just ten minutes wearing a bathrobe, his chest exposed, the belt around his waist loose, and sat on the sofa, pouring a glass of wine.

He picked up his cell phone, took out Qiao Yisha's number and put it down again. He would call Qiao Yisha whenever he had time, but Qiao Yisha was always too busy to say a few words. He was worried that doing this all the time would disgust her.

He raised his head and drank the wine in the glass, and then Huating came knocking on the door.

"Master, it's time for dinner."

"Don't be miserable tonight. I have no appetite."

"You are thinking about your wife, right? Your wife will be sad to see you not eating." Hua Ting asked.

"She won't see it, go out." Nangong Xianyue didn't answer.

Hua Ting smiled, went out and closed the door.

"Who said I wouldn't see it!" Joysa lifted the curtain and walked out.

Nangong Xianyue slowly raised his head, then stood up and strode over to hug her.

"It's really you, Isa, and I'm not dreaming?"

"It's really me. I came to see you."

"when did you come?"

"I've been standing behind the curtains for more than ten minutes." Qiaosha said in a soft voice.

Nangong Xianyue hugged her tightly and refused to let go, "Yisha... I missed you so much."

"Didn't you advise me to be patient on the phone? Why is it that now you can't eat because you think about me so much?" Qiao Yisha raised her hand and pinched his face.

"How many days can you stay?"

"One day, leaving tomorrow night."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt the arms around her tighten a little.

"Okay, let's go downstairs and eat first."

Nangong Xianyue still held her and refused to move, burying his face in her neck.

Qiaosha lifted his face and found that the corners of his eyes, which were always smiling, were now slightly red.

"Are you crying?"

"Isa, I'm starting to feel uncomfortable again." He said in a hoarse voice.

Qiao Yisha hurriedly touched it and said, "Why did it happen again? Wasn't it much better? I often called you, how could this happen?"

"Isa, I can't be apart from you for even a moment. If I'm apart, all I can think about is you. I want to see you, want you to hug me, want you to touch me. My body aches just thinking about you."

"When did it start? Why didn't you tell me?" Qiaosha asked with red eyes.

"It's okay, this is great," Nangong Xianyue smiled, "This means I love you very much. My body and my heart all belong to you."

Every time he had an attack, the discomfort brought him pleasure, and he enjoyed the pain brought by love.

Qiao Yisha saw the paranoia in his eyes and held his face. "Nangong Xianyue, let's hire a psychiatrist, okay?"

"Why? Isa, don't you like me like this? I can't leave you at all. You should be happy. I will never be unfaithful to you and will always be obsessed with you like this. Or do you think I bring pressure to you? Make you feel suffocated?"

Nangong Xianyue's breathing quickened slightly, his eyes grew redder, and he let go of the hand that was holding her. "I can control it. I can stay a little further away from you..."

Qiaoisha didn't want to listen anymore, so she put her arms around his neck and kissed him.

What responded to her was a storm of passion. A soft and flexible tongue dipped into her mouth, and the arms that held her tightened more and more until he finally lifted her up without parting their lips.

Nangong Xianyue threw her on the big bed and couldn't wait to pull off his bathrobe and press her on him.

His eyes were filled with madness and desire. He said he loved her and asked her to say she loved him. His strong arms held her so tightly that she had no room to move, which gave her a slight feeling of suffocation. She was not afraid nor did she resist. She gradually became addicted to the feeling of being strongly needed.

She let Nangong Xianyue whisper words in her ears that stimulated her and made her more excited, while at the same time catering to him, cooperating with him, and encouraging him.

It's an experience I've never had before.

In the second half of the night, the decadent and charming atmosphere in the living room gradually dissipated.

Nangong Xianyue carried Qiao Yisha to wash, and then came back and lay down in the quilt together.

Joysa's fair skin was covered with red marks, from the instep to the neck, and from the chest to the back.

The same thing happened to Nangong Xianyue's body. There were scratches on her back and blood was seeping from the gums on her shoulders.

The madman was actually gasping for breath and asking her to bite harder.

"Are you feeling better now?" Qiao Yisha rested her head on Nangong Xianyue's arm and touched his face.

"Well, I won't be so forceful next time." Nangong Xianyue caressed the red marks on her body, his eyes filled with heartache. "Does it hurt?"

"No, if you feel uncomfortable next time, tell me immediately."

"Everything is fine when I see you." Nangong Xianyue hugged her. The hug without the cloth between them made him feel extremely satisfied. Every piece of his skin touching Qiao Yisha was clamoring for comfort.

"Nangong Xianyue, when will you be done with your work?"

"I should be free this month after I finish dealing with the affairs of the National Academy. Nangong Group has hired an acting chairman, as well as Frank Qiuyi and others. I can work remotely, so I'll come to Nanzhou to find you then."

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