President, please comfort me.

Xiao He felt as if her captivating gaze was stealing his soul, and his mind was on the verge of collapse.

However, his last shred of self-control acted like a taut rope, pulling him back from the brink of despair, prompting him to lightly pat her: "Be good!"

……

"Hiss!" Such a powerful move made Xiao He gasp, his heart already filled with ecstatic joy and blazing with excitement.

Wen Qi leaned closer to kiss him again, but he dodged her once more and said sternly, "Behave yourself!"

The woman, who rarely took the initiative, couldn't stand such a cold shoulder. Her fair face instantly flushed red, even her ears turned blush. With a determined look, she swung her hand and directly pulled off the bath towel covering her body.

She neither spoke nor moved, but simply stared straight at the man in front of her with her large, watery eyes.

A pitch-black night, a brightly lit room.

The visual impact of this scene was so strong that Xiao was completely stunned.

Time seemed to freeze at that moment, and the whole world seemed to consist only of the rapid echo of his heartbeat. He even forgot how to breathe and felt like he couldn't catch his breath.

Completely captivated by the stunning scenery, Xiao He lost all ability to react, staring blankly at what lay before him.

Time passed slowly, and the two stared at each other for quite a while.

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Wen Qi pretended to be both shy and annoyed, twisting her body coquettishly, trying to break free from Xiao He's legs. While pulling on the bath towel, she muttered, "Fine, don't take it."

As reason gradually returned, Xiao He let out a low, muffled laugh and easily pinned down the woman who was struggling.

He lowered his eyes, a mischievous smile playing on his lips: "Who said I don't want it anymore?"

“You didn’t say you wanted it.” Wen Qi met his gaze without flinching, her tone truly self-righteous.

"A thousand words are not as good as one action, and I'm going to show you!" Xiao He looked at her with ill intent, supporting her buttocks with both hands, and then picked her up and carried her to the bed.

As she walked, she said in a very harsh tone, "If you cry and say it hurts again today, I won't be soft-hearted anymore. I'll let you cry your heart out!"

……

"Ah!" Xiao He showed no mercy and threw the woman onto the comfortable, soft bed.

The shock caused the already loose fabric to lose its support and slide off Wen Qi, who was roughly torn apart like a gift.

After witnessing what had just happened, Xiao He could even imagine that she might not even be wearing panties.

Now that we see it, it's exactly as we expected!

He couldn't help but growl, "What an audacious woman!"

Seeing his beloved woman laid naked before him, Xiao He felt a surge of heat rush to his head, and his eyes flashed with an unusually dangerous light.

Unable to control himself any longer, he lunged forward and leaned in, kissing her passionately and relentlessly, his kisses thorough, intense, and domineering, filled with an insatiable possessiveness.

Their fingers intertwined tightly, the warmth of their palms penetrating through their skin and reaching deep into Wenqi's heart. That burning sensation was like sparks falling onto dry firewood, instantly igniting a long-suppressed desire within her.

Her delicate body trembled slightly beneath him, like a flower swaying in the wind, both fragile and endearing.

……

The man's once neatly dressed clothes were now scattered carelessly on the floor.

In a flash, Xiao He straightened up and nimbly reached out his right hand, accurately pulling out a small, exquisite plastic cube from the cabinet next to him.

Almost at the same moment, a soft "shasha" sound echoed in the empty room, as if foreshadowing the start of a mysterious melody.

Wen Qi looked as if she were drunk, her cheeks flushed, especially the corners of her eyes which were tinged with an overly alluring scarlet.

However, just as Xiao and everything were ready and poised to strike, things took a turn for the better.

She suddenly rolled out of bed without warning, like a cunning fox, instantly turning the tables and seizing control.

"Boom—" What another huge surprise!

The man was both shocked and excited by her actions throughout the night.

Wen Qi took the initiative to climb onto Xiao He's broad and thick shoulders, her arms wrapping around his neck like vines, and gently pulling them closer together.

Her pink and delicate lips lightly touched his Adam's apple, almost imperceptibly. She mimicked his earlier actions, moving slowly along his neck, her soft lips gently rubbing against him, a tender yet provocative gesture.

This teasing caused Xiao He's breathing to quicken. He felt a strong surge of excitement welling up from the bottom of his heart, and he couldn't help but tighten his grip on her...

Wen Qi was unusually obedient tonight. She tossed her long hair, blinked her eyes, and said sweetly, "I'll take the initiative tonight. Even if it hurts, I'm not afraid."

"I'll do whatever you say, wife. We can start now." Xiao He's mind went blank, his chest heaved violently, each breath like a surging wave, emitting a hissing panting sound.

……

With a crisp "snap," the bedroom, which had been as bright as day, was instantly plunged into darkness, leaving only the soft glow of the cozy little bedside lamp.

After relieving his discomfort for twenty minutes, Wen Qi finally couldn't resist taking action herself.

……

Outside the window, the wind gently caressed the treetops, and the branches and leaves began to dance.

One night of absurdity.

-

The sun was high in the sky, and the brave warrior in the quilt was no longer as fearless and invincible as he had been the night before. He lay limply under the covers, motionless.

On the contrary, Xiao He, who had a cold and fever, had been completely transformed after a night of hard work.

He gently pulled her into his arms, his face full of a fawning smile: "Wife, say something to me, talk to me."

"Get away!" Wen Qi stretched out a hand and pushed his handsome face hard. Then, she struggled to turn over and face away from him.

"Where are you going? I'm not going, don't be angry." Xiao He followed closely behind and moved closer.

"I'm about to get angry, I'm furious, you better be smart and don't mess with me!" Thinking of last night, Wen Qi really couldn't give him a good look.

"Why are you angry? Why are you so furious? I'm so...you clearly are too..." Xiao He's lips curled up, mischievously mimicking her speech.

Upon hearing this, Wen Qi became even more furious, her face turning bright red: "Where... am I talking? Are you treating me like a pancake, flipping me over and over!"

She grew angrier as she spoke, and then added, "And even after I said I didn't want it anymore, you still... Humph, you stinky man, get away from me!"