Hong Kong Nights of Passion

Chapter 132 Turn off the lights, they're too bright.
Wen Jinian, panting, pounded on his shoulder, which finally made him reluctantly let go of her.

She gave him a reproachful glare, but her eyes were filled with tenderness and affection. "Turn off the light, it's too bright."

Chi Yige's lips curled into a wicked smile, "From head to toe, what part haven't I seen or touched..."

Wen Jinian hurriedly reached out to cover his mouth, but the man gently licked her palm with the tip of his tongue.

A tingling sensation instantly spread throughout her body, and she realized that, without knowing when it started, she always thought she could resist his teasing, but every time she was defeated by his offensive.

Before she could even react, Chi Yige stretched out his long arm and turned off a bedside lamp.

As the light dimmed, he looked down at her, his gaze so intense it seemed to set her on fire.

"Niannian, with such a large space, it will take at least three times."

Wen Jinian understood what he meant, and her cheeks instantly burned.

Chi Yige leaned close to her ear, his warm breath brushing against her skin, his voice seductive.

"I want to leave our mark in every corner of this place."

The wind blew gently through the window, but the temperature in the several hundred square meter space steadily rose.

Even though the sweltering heat of late summer was about to fade, Wen Jinnian felt burning hot all over, with a thin layer of sweat on her forehead. She glared at him reproachfully, "You always just bully people!"

Chi Yige lowered his head and bit her earlobe, his voice hoarse, "I'm not only going to tease you verbally, but I'm also going to put it into practice."

Wen Jinian wore a bright red halter dress today, with a few ambiguous marks scattered below her collarbone.

Her jet-black hair cascaded across the off-white sheets, the crimson and white creating a scene that evoked a sense of wonder.

It creates an extreme visual impact.

The veins on the back of Chi Yige's hand, which was supporting her side, rose and fell slightly with his breathing. After his Adam's apple bobbed up and down, he leaned down and kissed her along the side of her neck.

It moves downstream little by little.

When her lips and teeth reached the shoulder strap of the slip dress, she gently hooked it, and the silk fabric slipped down, revealing a large expanse of radiant skin.

...

When Chi Yige carried Wen Jinnian into the bathroom, her legs were still weak as she wrapped them around his waist.

After the steam dissipated, the man, shirtless, placed her on the edge of the sink, his palm cradling the back of her neck. "Niannian."

His hoarse voice trailed off like sandpaper scraping against his eardrums, but she rested her head on his shoulder, yawning softly, her voice sweet and moist: "Goodbye, I'm sleepy."

Chi Yige's playful words caught in his throat. Seeing that water was still dripping from her hair, he spoke in a gentle voice that was so captivating, "Dry your hair before you sleep."

“You never keep your word,” Wen Jinian began to scold him.

"Wen, you need to exercise to sleep well." Chi Yige twirled her half-dry hair with his fingertips while the hairdryer continued to blow-dry it.

"There won't be nightmares in my dreams, at most I'll only dream about you. Isn't that the best medicine?"

He chuckled softly as he turned off the hairdryer, then picked up the limp person and carried them to the bed.

As I tucked her in, the cell phone on the bedside table rang.

Chi Yige glanced down at his phone screen; it was two in the morning.

He chuckled softly; she must have had a tough two hours.

The person in bed was breathing deeply and evenly, curled up in the blankets like a quiet kitten.

He bent down and gently kissed the top of her head before taking his phone to the window and swiping to answer.

Duan Jiaxu's voice was trembling with tears: "Brother! Yiyi's stomach hurts terribly."

Chi Yige's brows furrowed sharply. "Did she eat anything cold this afternoon?"

Duan Jiaxu stammered on the other end of the phone, first falling silent for a moment, then coughing deliberately a few times: "We..."

Before he finished speaking, Chi Yige's brows furrowed.

Turning to look at Wen Jinnian sleeping peacefully on the bed, something flashed through his mind in an instant, and he already understood.

"Go to the hospital. Put a coat on her first so she doesn't catch a cold. I'll be right there."

Chi Yige hung up the phone, his gaze lingering on Wen Jinnian's peaceful sleeping face for half a second before grabbing his coat and turning away hastily.

The atmosphere inside the car was so oppressive it was almost frozen.

In the back seat, Duan Jiaxu held Fu Yiyi, whose face was pale. She was clutching her stomach and looked a little pale.

"Will Yiyi be alright? The baby in her belly..."

Duan Jiaxu's voice trembled as his fingertips frantically stroked Fu Yiyi's back.

Chi Yige's knuckles turned white as he gripped the steering wheel, his temples throbbing: "Are you ignoring common sense about pregnant women? Are you two three-year-olds?"

"Brother Chi, I was wrong! I'll definitely catch up when I get back!" Duan Jiaxu's eyes were red-rimmed, and he almost threw himself onto the driver's seat. "Please don't tell Uncle Chi that this was really an accident..."

"All right."

Chi Yige interrupted him with a cold shout.

Fu Yiyi raised her eyes, her voice weak: "It's not Jiaxu's fault... it was my insistence..."

Chi Yige took a deep breath and stopped talking.

Talking to these two clowns is more tiring than staying up all night.

After arriving at the hospital's emergency room, the obstetrician glanced at the medical record and his face darkened: "You dare to mess around like this in the first three months? Don't you know that the first trimester is the most vulnerable time for miscarriage?"

Duan Jiaxu and Fu Yiyi lowered their heads even further, their earlobes turning so red they were almost bleeding.

"We were lucky this time; it was just a little bit of warning bleeding."

The doctor wrote out a prescription, the pen tapping against the paper: "Go home and rest for half a month, take iron supplements, and strictly abstain from sexual intercourse. You have mild anemia, so eat more red meat."

The two nodded obsequiously, and only after the doctor finished explaining the precautions did they leave the examination room looking embarrassed.

By the time we finished dealing with everything and returned to the villa on the hillside, it was already 3:30 a.m.

Chi Yige frowned as he entered the bathroom, smelling the lingering disinfectant odor on his body.

After rinsing, he waited until his body temperature returned to normal before lifting the blanket and lying down. Wen Jinnian subconsciously rubbed against him, and he pulled her into his arms, resting his chin on the top of her head, finally letting out a sigh of relief.

"Where have you been?"

Wen Jinian turned over in a daze.

"Did you have another nightmare?"

"I just feel like your scent is missing from my life."

Chi Yige chuckled softly and whispered a few words in her ear.

Wen Jinnian suddenly frowned, her voice tinged with drowsiness: "What did you say next?"

"Let's not have a baby so early."

Seeing Duan Jiaxu and the others like this today, Chi Yige thought about it all the way home. It wasn't that he was afraid of not being able to take care of the child; he just wanted some time alone with his partner.

Unexpectedly, the day she had a child took away Wen Jinnian's attention.

If Wen Jinnian knew he was thinking that far ahead, she probably wouldn't be sleepy at all.

"Why are you suddenly saying that?" She buried her face in the crook of his neck.

"Go to sleep, I'll tell you tomorrow."

Wen Jin Nian hummed in agreement. She placed her hand on his chest, and he took the opportunity to gently stroke her palm with his fingers.

With each deep, even breath, she slowly closed her eyes.

Half past eight in the morning.

Fu Yiyi called out from downstairs.

Wen Jinian suddenly sat up, but Chi Yige pulled her back into his arms.

He didn't even open his eyes. "Sleep a little longer, don't pay attention to her."

"Has something happened to Yiyi?"

Wen Jinian struggled to get up.

Chi Yige reached for his phone, dialed a number, and said in a voice so cold it could freeze: "Fu Yiyi, go eat breakfast if you're awake. If you dare to make a scene here, do you believe I'll tell your dad what happened last night?"

After saying that, he hung up abruptly and tossed his phone aside.

"what happened?"

Wen Jinnian looked up and pressed for an answer.

Chi Yige rested his chin on the top of her head and vaguely recounted what happened at the emergency room last night. He then tightened his arms around her and pulled her into his embrace: "Go to sleep. You need to get enough rest."

He suddenly chuckled softly, his warm breath brushing against her earlobe, "So you can make up for the debt you owe me yesterday."

"Get lost!" Wen Jinian punched him, her face flushed.

"Dr. Chi, can't you think of anything else? You're never serious!"

Before he finished speaking, Chi Yige rolled over and pinned her down.

"You...you mustn't do anything reckless..."

(End of this chapter)