Zhang Xiaoshan originally had a good foundation, and then his body was transformed by Dragon Qi. Recently, he absorbed so much Spiritual Liquid, becoming completely reborn.
Now, whether it is his appearance or his aura, Zhang Xiaoshan is extraordinarily outstanding.
It’s hard for any woman not to be moved by Zhang Xiaoshan.
Ever since that day when Zhang Xiaoshan accidentally saw her body, Jiang Qi has had some peculiar thoughts about him. She knows those thoughts are inappropriate because Zhang Xiaoshan is her brother-in-law.
She tried hard to restrain and hide them, but after Zhang Xiaoshan saved Jiang Hanwen last time, her feelings for him did not decrease but grew, reaching an explosive level.
The reason for sending the complaint video to Jiang Man was deeper, hoping her sister would break up with Zhang Xiaoshan, so she could justifiably have a romantic relationship with him.
At this moment, seeing Zhang Xiaoshan’s eyes fixed intensely on her back, she couldn’t help but recall that night she crouched by Jiang Man’s bedroom door, eavesdropping on the sounds and shouts inside.
Her heart pounded wildly, her cheeks were so red they could bleed.
"I, I’m here to help you carry the dishes."
Zhang Xiaoshan was quite embarrassed at this moment and used an excuse to walk into the kitchen.
He picked up a basin of pickled fish, appearing calm and composed, but inside he was in a panic.
Jiang Qi, belatedly recovered, quietly scolded herself for having wild thoughts.
Although Zhang Xiaoshan is nice, he’s her sister’s man, her brother-in-law, and her sister Jiang Man had always been like a mother, raising her single-handedly. Now, could she scheme against her sister’s boyfriend?
"Brother-in-law, you don’t need to do this, I can handle it. You’re a guest in our house, how could I let you assist? You should go out, I’ll handle it."
Jiang Qi wanted to take the basin from Zhang Xiaoshan’s hands.
"Haha, it’s okay, I’ll do it."
"I can do it, I can do it."
As they were in close proximity, Jiang Qi’s face grew red, her heart raced, and her demeanor was shy.
Looking at her red cheeks and enchanting expression, Zhang Xiaoshan couldn’t help but swallow.
She was truly captivating.
He let go of the basin.
Jiang Qi took the basin, feeling panicked and wanting to leave.
The floor tiles had some moisture, and Jiang Qi, distracted, didn’t notice.
Her foot slipped, her body tilted, and it seemed she was about to fall.
Zhang Xiaoshan reacted quickly, grabbing the basin with one hand and wrapping his arm around Jiang Qi’s waist to pull her up. Due to the momentum, Jiang Qi fell into Zhang Xiaoshan’s chest, causing him to retreat to the corner, her soft body pressing against Zhang Xiaoshan.
An aroma more enticing than the food wafted into Zhang Xiaoshan’s nose, mild yet refreshing; it was Jiang Qi’s scent. Zhang Xiaoshan took a deep breath; the feeling of this illicit affair was simply marvelous.
Jiang Qi’s tender body quivered slightly, resembling an electric shock.
Because of her background, few men dared to approach her, and she was fond of heroes. Until now, no man had held her hand, let alone entered her heart. Zhang Xiaoshan was an exception and fit perfectly with her inner vision of a future husband.
Suddenly, Jiang Qi’s body pressed close, convulsed, her legs unable to stand. She leaned against Zhang Xiaoshan, motionless, her alluring face covered in a crimson blush; she was visibly reacting. She looked up at Zhang Xiaoshan and, somewhat ashamed, spoke.
"That day, I sent the video to my sister, you don’t blame me, right?"
Her beautiful eyes seemed to flicker with flames.
The posture, the expression, was irresistibly alluring. Follow current novels on 𝖓𝖔𝖛𝖊𝖑~𝖋𝖎𝖗𝖾~𝖓𝖊𝖙
In an instant, Zhang Xiaoshan felt a surge of emotion.
He didn’t speak, but instead kissed her.
Jiang Qi knew what Zhang Xiaoshan intended to do; her body tensed, appearing very nervous, yet she didn’t resist, instead rising on her toes and closing her eyes.
Finally, they kissed, Jiang Qi’s hand went from pressing against the wall to wrapping around Zhang Xiaoshan’s neck.
Fumbling, Zhang Xiaoshan placed the basin on the nearby cupboard, freeing his hands. One hand slid down Jiang Qi’s back to her rear, the other stretched into her sweater collar.
The two kissed fervently, passionately reaching the peak.
Zhang Xiaoshan’s hands continued exploring relentlessly.
A battle erupted in the kitchen.