After the female supporting character in the quick transmigration series realized her mistakes

Yao Ning happily entered the room, and as soon as she saw the big bed, she pounced on it like a tiger, rolling around on the bed like a child, just like her most beloved doll that she had just received.

She longed to spend more time in close contact with the bed, and after a while, she went to the dressing room to take a look.

Looking at the expensive-looking clothes in the walk-in closet, Yao Ning couldn't recognize the brands.

She looked at Yan Zhiming who followed her in with delight, her eyes sparkling with excitement, and asked coquettishly, "Did you buy all of these? They're so beautiful! They're practically made for someone like me who has trouble making choices!"

Before he could finish speaking, she jumped onto his back like a nimble little monkey: "Come on, take me to see what good things you bought, and how many more surprises you have in store for me."

As she spoke, she gently kissed Yan Zhiming's ear on his back, making him feel as if his whole body was on fire, and he was so excited that he almost wanted to "take her right there and then".

But remembering that she had just gotten into a better mood, Yan Zhiming suppressed his impulse and decided to let her go for now and "deal with" her properly later that night.

Yao Ning clung tightly to him, greedily inhaling the faint, unique scent emanating from him. She finally understood what the smell of hormones truly meant.

Yao Ning received all the love she didn't get from her parents in her past life, including all kinds of love: all-encompassing love, love that spoils her like honey, and a sense of security as solid as an impenetrable wall. She felt all these wonderful things in him.

Yao Ning thought that perhaps she was too lonely and longed to receive his wholehearted love. This longing for family and the pampering she felt from her partner made her feel valued and cared for.

After the two finished touring the house, night fell, and there wasn't much food left to cook in the kitchen. Yan Zhiming called Xiao Li and asked him to pack some food to bring over, as they wouldn't be going out that day.

When Xiao Li brought the food over, he saw his boss busy in the kitchen like a spinning top, while Yao Ning was watching TV on the sofa, leisurely like a lazy cat.

Indeed, the beauty was like a fairy descended to earth; even her casual lying down was like a stunning painting.

Xiao Li quickly came to his senses, fearing that he might have inadvertently offended his boss's woman.

He was genuinely surprised that his boss was keeping a mistress. After all, in his eyes, his stern and unsmiling boss was someone who would have thought he would be so easily swayed by a beautiful woman.

Ah, what a sigh.

Indeed, even heroes cannot resist the charms of a beautiful woman; her tender and affectionate love is like a surging tide, always irresistible.

Comrade Xiao Li has quite a lot of respect for Comrade Yao Ning.

Of course, he didn't think there was anything wrong with his boss keeping a mistress. He had been working for his boss for five years and had never met his boss's wife, so he figured their relationship must be strained.

Men also get tired sometimes. When he's tired, he longs for a peaceful and comfortable home, a gentle and considerate wife, a warm harbor, and a place where he can completely relax.

As a fellow man, Xiao Li could understand the situation. He had to keep his boss's secret and try to get closer to him in the future, so that his boss's political enemies wouldn't find out.

After Xiao Li left, the two finished their meal and tidied up. Yan Zhiming hugged the girl tightly and they sat on the sofa together to watch the TV series that Yao Ning had been watching.

The entire space was filled with a sweet and warm atmosphere.

"I want to take a shower, I smell terrible." As she spoke, she lowered her head and sniffed herself.

Yan Zhiming picked Yao Ning up, and Yao Ning quickly wrapped her arms around his neck, asking coquettishly, "What are you doing?"

Yan Zhiming looked at her and said gently, "Weren't you going to take a shower?"

"I meant I was going to take a shower, why are you hugging me?" Yao Ning's face instantly turned as red as a ripe apple. Although she knew that there would be intimate contact when moving to a new house, it still made her feel embarrassed.

Yao Ning felt increasingly embarrassed as she thought about it. Although she had ex-boyfriends, she had never experienced anything like this before; she had only read about it in novels.

At that moment, her heart was pounding like a deer, as if it were about to jump out of her throat.

Yan Zhiming watched as the little girl blushed and turned completely pink, like a flower bud about to bloom, and knew that she wasn't completely clueless.

He carried Yao Ning into the bathroom, gently put her down, squeezed toothpaste onto her toothpaste, and let her brush her teeth and wash her face, while he went to run the bathwater.

When the two came out, Yao Ning's face was as red as the sunset.

Yan Zhiming gently placed Yao Ning on the bed and pounced on her like a hungry wolf, the two of them savoring each other's sweetness.

Yan Zhiming seemed a little inexperienced, but still relied on his male instincts, his lips carrying a touch of gentleness and domineering, as if he wanted to meld Yao Ning into his body.

It seemed as if he wanted to please Yao Ning, but Yao Ning's consciousness became blurred, her body felt weak and sore, and a tingling sensation flowed through her body like an electric current.

The moment they parted, they were both like fish out of water, gasping for breath.

Her eyes were tightly closed, her heart filled with an unprecedented tremor, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples.

He gazed into her bright, star-like eyes, and a deep love welled up in his heart, as if this love had gathered into a vast ocean, tightly surrounding them.

At that moment, they seemed to feel eternity; time seemed to stand still.

Yan Zhiming's voice was like sandpaper rubbing against the skin, low and hoarse as he asked, "Can we continue?"

His gaze was like a burning flame, fixed on Yao Ning, as if he wanted to melt her into his burning eyes, wishing he could swallow her whole immediately.

Yao Ning felt as if a feather had gently brushed against her heart, making her unbearably itchy, yet also carrying a hint of embarrassment and annoyance.

Even after things had come to this point, he still asked questions, so she stretched out her jade-like arm, wrapped it around his neck like a snake, and pulled him down forcefully.

Yan Zhiming kissed her collarbone, and soon Yao Ning couldn't take it anymore.

Yan Zhiming dared not listen to her now; he was stuck in a limbo.

Even as he talked, his mouth and hands didn't stop; he tried his best to please her and make her relax.

As soon as she felt the pain, she experienced an unprecedented electric shock that shot up her spine and straight to the back of her head. Yao Ning finally couldn't help but scream.

Yan Zhiming sensed her pleasure.

Yao Ning grew increasingly anxious, unconsciously twisting her body like a fish thrown ashore.

Sweat beaded on Yan Zhiming's forehead, his eyes as deep as a bottomless abyss, as if they might swallow Yao Ning at any moment.

Their fingers intertwined, clasped tightly together, as if trying to merge their souls into each other's fingertips.

His eyes were filled with tenderness and affection, while her eyes sparkled with happiness and contentment.