A beautiful summer night

Red is festive.

Red passion.

It symbolizes love and marriage.

It represents courage and loyalty.

Behind her were soft red sheets, and in front of her were passionately rolling chests.

The shoulder strap slipped down to the crook of her arm, and Xia Wanzhi's breathing became disordered, half-heartedly resisting.

"These two boxes were prepared by Yu Fei without my permission. Let's try them one by one. If we don't like either of them, I'll deduct his bonus tomorrow." Xie Qiyan's voice was low and deep, his hot breath spraying on Xia Wanzhi's neck, his broad palms completely enveloping her shoulders.

Xia Wanzhi: "..."

Aren't they all the same?

Xia Wanzhi felt so ashamed and indignant: "No, no, no, it's not that bad."

Withholding bonuses is like killing someone by breaking their spirit.

Xie Qiyan chuckled: "Alright, I'll listen to my wife. So... which one should I choose?"

"Whatever you want..." If he kept asking, she was really going to cry. His kisses kept falling on her, and Xia Wanzhi trembled a little: "Xie Qiyan... I... I'm nervous."

Xie Qiyan didn't say anything, but obediently picked out a box and opened it. The next second, he held her waist tightly and leaned down to speak, his voice almost hoarse: "Don't be afraid."

He said, "Baby, don't be afraid—"

Their lips and tongues lingered, Xie Qiyan's body temperature was burning hot, and his kisses, both deep and shallow, landed on Xia Wanzhi's skin.

He kissed her while comforting her.

Xia Wanzhi felt a tingling, warm sensation spreading endlessly, transmitted through her nerves to all parts of her body.

Hot.

Piping hot.

The air was almost thin.

Xia Wanzhi was like a thirsty fish, on the verge of reaching her peak.

Even though she cried, she couldn't bring herself to scold Xie Qiyan.

She could sense his initial gentle restraint, followed by his final, out-of-control demands.

Xia Wanzhi finally couldn't hold back any longer and started cursing him from head to toe. When she couldn't take it anymore, she could only grit her teeth and bite his shoulder.

Xie Qiyan's breathing became heavy: "Good boy, take a bite on the right side too, it's better to be a pair."

Beautiful night.

In the latter half of the night, Xia Wanzhi vaguely felt herself soaking in a bathtub, being pampered and given a refreshing bath with her eyes closed, and finally falling asleep in the arms of her newlywed husband.

When I opened my eyes again, it was the next day.

On New Year's Eve, we bid farewell to the old year and welcome the new.

Xia Wanzhi fell asleep as soon as she was tired last night, and didn't care about Xie Qiyan's life or death afterwards. Xie Qiyan didn't dare to do too much for fear of hurting Xia Wanzhi.

So early in the morning, the two of them opened their eyes almost at the same time.

"Good morning, Mrs. Xie." Xie Qiyan gently stroked Xia Wanzhi's still slightly misty eyes with his fingertips.

Once her brain started working again, the first thing that played on repeat was the sound of her own body both aching and pleasurable from last night. Xia Wanzhi blinked, grabbed the blanket, and silently pulled it up to cover her head.

The phone kept vibrating on the table, bombarding Xie Qiyan with messages from Jiang Baichuan. Remembering the important matter, Xie Qiyan didn't pull Xia Wanzhi's blanket up. Instead, he hugged her through the blanket, his voice clearly filled with satisfied pleasure: "Jiang Baichuan and Yunli will arrive at eleven. I'll prepare the food first. Get up after you've had your fill of shyness."

Hearing the rustling sound of him getting up and dressing, Xia Wanzhi flung her hand away, glaring at him as she tidied her messy hair: "You're the one who's shy."

Unlike her melodious voice last night, her throat was terribly hoarse. Xia Wanzhi coughed and, annoyed and embarrassed, shrank back into the blanket.

Half an hour later, Xia Wanzhi dragged her aching body to her feet, and Xie Qiyan immediately brought her a cup of warm honey water to drink after she finished washing up.

After moistening her throat, Xia Wanzhi's voice barely returned to normal.

At 11:30 a.m., Jiang Baichuan and Yun Li arrived with their wedding gifts.

"Happy wedding!"

"Happy New Year's Eve."

Xia Wanzhi was pulled back a few steps by Yun Li's hug. The room was heated, and she wasn't wearing much. Yun Li noticed the red marks on her neck and raised an eyebrow at her with a smug look.

Xia Wanzhi gave her a look to shut her up.

Yun Li smiled, her eyebrows curving upwards, and looked at Xie Qiyan meaningfully: "President Xie, congratulations! You've won Wanzi's heart!"

Looking at Xie Qiyan's radiant appearance and the air of a married man he exuded, Yun Li secretly marveled at how amazing it was.

You can tell at a glance whether this person has a marriage certificate or not.

Xie Qiyan raised an eyebrow slightly: "Thank you, and I wish you and..."

"Wanzi, let's go see your marriage certificate—" Yunli couldn't stand the teasing and quickly pulled Xia Wanzhi away.

"May you bring home lychees." Xie Qiyan shifted his blessing to someone else.

Jiang Baichuan punched his good buddy on the shoulder with his fist: "Thanks for your kind words. Tell me, what's it like after marriage?"

Xie Qiyan smiled faintly, making no attempt to hide his pleasure: "You don't have a wife, so you wouldn't understand even if I told you."

Jiang Baichuan: "..."

Today is Lunar New Year's Eve. Xie Qiyan is going to bring his daughter-in-law home for New Year's Eve dinner this afternoon, so he had already prepared the food before Jiang Baichuan and Yun Li arrived.

Jiang Baichuan caught the apron that was thrown to him, and seeing that his girlfriend's attention was all on Xia Wanzhi, he had no choice but to tie the apron himself.

Xie Qiyan has a wife but still wants to tie his own knot; he instantly felt at peace with that.

In the living room, Xia Wanzhi took out the marriage certificate and showed it to Yunli.

The marriage certificate was obtained yesterday and was still fresh in her mind. Yunli held it in her hands, opening and closing it repeatedly, looking at it several times: "Amazing, truly amazing, you two became husband and wife overnight."

Xia Wanzhi opened a bottle of red wine, looked at Yun Li's eccentric appearance with a wry smile, and winked at Jiang Baichuan: "Try to control your girlfriend, she's gone crazy."

Jiang Baichuan brought a plate of roast duck to the table. As he passed by Yun Li, he leaned over and gave her a quick kiss, teasing her, "Don't be envious. If you want, we can get our marriage certificate after the New Year."

Yunli scolded him, "Dream on!"

Jiang Baichuan raised an eyebrow: "Then come to my house for dinner during the Chinese New Year."

“I’m thinking about it…” Yunli hesitated for a few seconds.

Jiang Baichuan discerned her meaning, his smile deepening. Taking advantage of her momentary daze, he seized the opportunity to gain another advantage: "Then it's settled."

Yunli wiped the drool off her face: "..."

After carefully putting away her precious marriage certificate, Xia Wanzhi continued the conversation by asking, "My dear little lychee, are you going home with him for dinner during the Chinese New Year?"

Yunli coughed lightly: "If you can't refuse such kindness, I'll reluctantly reply."

Xia Wanzhi hugged her pillow and laughed, falling to one side. As her body tilted, the skin on her neck was exposed. Yun Li glanced at her, her eyes widening as she hissed.

Xia Wanzhi hurriedly covered her mouth: "..."

"Don't speak," Xia Wanzhi warned her.

Yunli's expression was intriguing: "Having a marriage certificate makes all the difference, huh? Newlyweds, they're going crazy."

Xia Wanzhi covered her face with a pillow and pretended to be dead.

Yunli leaned closer and whispered, "How could your CEO Xie actually manage to let you appear in front of us the next day, all lively and energetic?"

Shouldn't you eat meat that's been put right in front of you in big bites?

Xia Wanzhi covered Yun Li's mouth: "Keep your voice down..."

Men shouldn't listen to such questioning.

"I understand, I should be more cautious the first time," Yunli concluded to herself.

Xia Wanzhi: "..."