Xia Weibao was startled as her body suddenly lifted into the air, reflexively wrapping her arms around his neck to prevent herself from falling.
She looked at him with a slight sense of grievance, "What are you doing?"
"Didn’t you say you were feeling something? Well, it just so happens I’m feeling something too."
What I was talking about wasn’t that kind of ’feeling’, hey!
This man, he always has endless excuses to do that sort of thing.
As her back gently landed on the soft bedding, Lu Hualiang kissed the corner of her lips.
Then, he stood up straight, leisurely took off his jacket, and began elegantly unbuttoning his shirt.
Propping herself up with her elbows, Xia Weibao half-lay on the bed watching the man’s gentleman-like movements, shaking her head in disbelief.
It was simply impossible to associate such a cultured and refined man with that insatiable beast.
Seeing that he had already taken off his shirt, revealing his strong, sexy torso, and was reaching to unbuckle his belt, Xia Weibao hurried to stop him.
"Eh, eh, eh, wait a minute, I have something to ask you."
However, Lu Hualiang had already quickly taken off his clothes and then lay on top of her, reaching to undress her as well.
What’s the rush, what’s the rush?
She’s not refusing him!
"You and Yan Weiyang... mmm..." She could only get half her question out before her lips were sealed.
Xia Weibao was left breathless by his kisses, and the fervent heat of his hand roaming over her only made her breathing more rapid.
"Mmm... Can you slow down a bit? I’m asking you, what’s your relationship with Yan Weiyang... mm, be gentle, you jerk!"
Lu Hualiang, with desire in his eyes, appeared somewhat displeased, "Wife, can you not mention another woman in my bed?"
Why does that sound so odd?
There seems to be a sour taste, is it just me?
If anyone should feel jealous, it should be her, right?
What’s he being jealous for?
She wanted to say something else, but the man seemed quite unhappy with her distraction and pressed down on her, kissing her lips and trapping all her sounds between them.
Xia Weibao really wanted to chop him into pieces!
To outward appearances the epitome of decorum, each time it came to the bed, he was so rough she felt like falling apart.
After everything was over, too exhausted to even move a finger, she had no energy left to hold him accountable.
The next morning, that beast was up early and unusually frisky, which angered Xia Weibao to the point where, despite her sore body, she kicked him out of bed!
Then she shakily got up to wash up.
Lu Hualiang followed her in, standing beside her as they both brushed their teeth.
Can’t he wait? Must he squeeze in right beside her?
Under her glowering gaze, Lu Hualiang smiled, wrapped his arm around her waist, and then bent down to kiss her lips.
Disgusting, both their mouths full of toothpaste foam.
Unable to bear with this man any longer, she glared at him fiercely.
After a swig of water to rinse her mouth, she said, "I’m asking you, what’s your relationship with Yan Weiyang."
Don’t think just because we’ve slept, you don’t have to answer.
Lu Hualiang’s expression did not change, "No relationship."
Xia Weibao almost imperceptibly furrowed her brows, clearly not buying his answer.
"No relationship and she would flirt with you?"
"Wife, your husband is simply too outstanding. Any woman who sees me wants to flirt, but I only flirt with you. Doesn’t that make you happy?"
She had to admit, his words were true...
Xia Weibao felt a sweet sense of satisfaction in her heart. Humph, it’s good he knows his place. If he dared to flirt with another woman, she would make him pay!
But thinking he could muddle through was wishful thinking!