"Honey, are you mad at me?"
After sending the message, Xia Weibao was very anxious.
It took quite a while before Lu Hualiang’s message came back, "No."
Her brows furrowed even more tightly.
Just then, his message came in again, "You go to sleep first, I might be busy until quite late."
Xia Weibao glanced at the time, it was almost eleven o’clock, how could it not be late enough?
Although his messages seemed normal, she just felt that he was angry.
And it was directed at her.
But why? She hadn’t done anything; why was he suddenly angry?
They say a woman’s heart is like a needle at the bottom of the sea, but she felt that a man’s heart was even more so.
Forget it, messages can’t make things clear; she should just go to sleep.
Thinking about Lu Hualiang being angry made her restless, and she couldn’t fall asleep.
It wasn’t until the latter part of the night that she finally dozed off in a daze.
In her haze, she thought she heard the door open, and before she could open her eyes, she felt a pair of hot palms slipping under her clothes and ravaging her waist.
The force was a bit much, jolting Xia Weibao awake.
The overpowering scent of tobacco hit her, along with a familiar masculine smell.
This made her uncomfortable, as she didn’t like the smell of smoke.
Going to bed so late, and now very sleepy, where would she get the energy to go along with his antics?
So she wriggled a bit, trying to take his hand away, "I’m sleepy~"
Lu Hualiang didn’t care about her protest, his hands continued to move up, kneading forcefully, making her very uncomfortable.
"Honey, what’s wrong with you?"
Lu Hualiang remained silent. It was an early winter’s night with no moon, and the room was pitch-black; she couldn’t see his face.
Lu Hualiang pressed down upon her and the sound of clothes being removed rustled through the air.
Xia Weibao, annoyed, glared in his direction, "What are you doing? Go take a shower; I want to sleep."
The man continued in silence, quickly stripping off his clothes, and despite her resistance, he quickly stripped her bare as well.
What was this man doing, in the middle of the night, when even beasts should be sleeping?
However, before she could finish her complaint, he had already forcefully taken possession of her.
The suddenness of it made Xia Weibao feel like kicking him off the bed!
You beastly brute, could you die if you don’t act like an animal for a day?
Yet, soon enough she didn’t have the strength left, even the words of resistance were swallowed amidst the intermingling of their lips and teeth.
Tonight he was very quiet, not uttering a single word.
He proceeded silently, yet more intensely than ever before.
Except for the frenzy on their wedding night.
Time and time again, tirelessly.
Not knowing how many times it had been, when Xia Weibao was exhausted to the point of nearly passing out, Lu Hualiang finally spoke the first sentence since he returned.
The endearment was drawn out, seductively resonant to the bone.
Lu Hualiang’s expression, however, grew even colder, and even though his face was flushed with lust, his eyes remained frighteningly cold.
"What’s wrong with you, um... slow down..."
He emphasized his words, as well as his actions, and Xia Weibao let out a shameful cry.
"Director Lu, Lu Hualiang~"
Lu Hualiang was finally satisfied, leaned down, and kissed her lips.
All her soft whimpers were trapped in her throat, leaving only the ambiguous sounds of lips and teeth sucking fervently.
And the heart-fluttering symphony that accompanied them.
"Speak up, give me a child."
Xia Weibao couldn’t withstand his onslaught, her senses scattering.