No? Can I read the mind of my mortal enemy?

Pei Jingnian was in a hurry and acted quickly.

When she was about to be carried onto the marble table, only one light was on in the entryway of the entire large living room.

The cool-toned white light was mostly blocked by Pei Jingnian, only outlining his silhouette.

The rest of his facial features were completely submerged in shadow.

Not a single glimmer of light could be found in his eyes.

She didn't expect Pei Jingnian to be really angry!

She had a faint smile on her face the whole way, and her thoughts seemed quite normal!

She didn't expect Pei Jingnian to actually be jealous of four girls.

She pursed her lips, still feeling a little guilty, and cautiously poked Pei Jingnian's heaving chest. "It's just adding four girls on WeChat, girls! It's nothing."

Pei Jingnian lowered his body, his leg bone pressing down roughly, flipping over the folds of her skirt to directly touch her cool pubic bone.

"But honey, while they were doing pottery, they filmed for more than half an hour, it was 33 minutes and 11 seconds. When they left, you chatted with them for a full 4 minutes and 7 seconds."

"Then, on the way home after dinner, you ignored me for a total of 59 minutes and 32 seconds."

His sharp eyebrows pressed down, making his fierce aura even more intense.

"It's fine if you ignore me, but you didn't even hold my hand when we got into the elevator."

Her index finger, hidden beneath her skirt, hooked slightly, causing it to droop a little.

Every precise number he threw out made Shi Qiao feel a little more uneasy.

The original intention of today's date was to make Pei Jingnian feel more secure.

As a result, she agreed to a photoshoot, which interrupted their date for a while. On the way back, she thought about it carefully and realized that she really didn't pay any attention to him, and she even ignored what he said to her.

She... is so wicked.

She tilted her head to the side and gently rubbed her forehead against Pei Jingnian's, as if to comfort him.

"Don't be angry, Pei Jingnian..."

Suddenly, the fierce aura emanating from the person in front of her abruptly ceased, and he lowered his head in a show of weakness, touching the soft hair on her forehead.

They're so pitiful.

"Honey, I've been trying so hard... so hard to hold back, and I made it home."

[I'm still holding back from directly gagging you, holding back from forcing you into the bedroom, holding back from...]

He suppressed his increasingly agitated and wicked thoughts, narrowed his eyes slightly, and asked, "Wife, haven't I been a good girl?"

Their lips were almost touching, their hot breaths lingering.

Her lips parted slightly, her hands resting on Pei Jingnian's shoulders, her curled eyelashes trembling gently.

"Yes, very well-behaved."

Pei Xiaogou is a very well-behaved puppy.

Pei Jingnian buried his face in the crook of his neck, gently removed the obstructing shoulder strap, and exhaled erratically, his breath hitting his collarbone.

"Then...shouldn't my wife reward me for enduring all this?"

His chin rested on his sternum, his head tilted back.

From this angle, one can clearly see his Adam's apple bobbing up and down due to excessive restraint, and...

Even though his solid pectoral muscles covered part of his body, they couldn't completely conceal Zhang Lie's bestial nature.

The pleats on the bespoke suit trousers are very prominent and beautiful.

Shi Qiao hooked her arm around the back of his head, buried her head in his, and her moist lips awkwardly pressed against his. Her timid tongue, without any rhythm, licked the surface of his lips.

They parted, her ears tinged with a light pink. "Is this...?"

Before she finished speaking, the man reached up and captured her soft lips and tongue, continuing the kiss that had just been a superficial rubbing. The lines of her neck flickered with each deepening of his kiss.

The kiss was so intense that it couldn't be refused, and the kiss was only slightly released when the last bit of oxygen stored in the brain was exhausted.

Shi Qiao was panting heavily, and before she could catch her breath, her mouth was covered again.

With his eyes half-open, he devoured Shi Qiao's gradually softening and flushed body, which was succumbing to lack of oxygen, and swallowed it whole.

So cute, my wife.

[The body is honest too.]

Look...

The thin cocoon's entanglement was still clearly visible even through a layer of clothing.

How adorable!

He only stopped struggling when she weakly pounded his chest.

"But my wife... isn't enough."

"Not nearly enough."

[Wife, the phrase "once you've tasted the marrow, you'll crave more" is truly unforgettable.]

"But don't worry..."

He carried his trembling little body toward the bedroom, a carefree smile playing on his lips.

"I'll take the reward I want myself."

He pushed open the door, dumped most of his weight on it, and bit his earlobe, saying, "I promise I won't let my wife get tired."

"Wife, just be a good girl... and let me listen."

"I love listening to my wife's voice the most."

[There was also the sound of my wife and I bumping into each other.]

The rustling sound of the fabric rubbing against each other, along with his deep, magnetic murmurs brushing against her ear, made her ears go numb.

Shi Qiao's pupils contracted slightly, her mind suddenly filled with the tantalizing and enchanting memories of the previous night.

The bathroom door was pushed open, and Pei Jingnian tightened his embrace, gently rubbing against her neck.

The dark pupils kept expanding and contracting, finally settling slightly vertically.

"Honey, shall we take a shower together?"

*

The bathroom was small, and the sound of the showerhead hitting the narrow space echoed back in my ears.

Her slender fingers covered the misty glass; she used to love drawing on this kind of glass when she was little.

Draw two little people, then draw the sun, and then draw a lawn.

She lightly touched the ground with both feet, occasionally stepping on the man's insteps.

It was as if the floor was too cold; she would shrink back as soon as she stepped on it.

Pei Jingnian was even angrier than he said.

"Honey, you're so good."

"Wife, I love you so much."

"Wife, just always look at me."

"I love you, I love you the most, I love you, my wife, I love you so much."

The powerful forearm was wrapped tightly around his lower abdomen, and the force it exerted was difficult to fully digest at once.

"Wife, do you like me too? Please say you like me, okay?" He pried open Shi Qiao's tightly closed lips, his fingertips teasing her soft, sweet tongue. "I want to hear it, wife."

Shi Qiao's fingertips turned white from the force she exerted, and her vision blurred, allowing her to make out only the clear yet hazy handprints on the glass.

"I like...I like you."

"Do you love me the most? Doesn't my wife love me the most? My wife will never love anyone else, she'll only love me, right?"

"Mmm... I like you the most," Shi Qiao replied softly.

Pei Jingnian pressed on relentlessly, "Wife, who am I?"

"Pei Jing... Nian." Shi Qiao's whole body tensed up, and her words were unnaturally cut into small pieces.

"And who is Pei Jingnian to you, wife?" He buried his face in the nape of her neck, leaving a deep red bite mark. "Hmm?"

Shi Qiao hummed softly, her whole body feeling as if she were walking on clouds, light and airy. The words were already on the tip of her tongue, but they were quickly pulled away.

The man bit harder. "Wife, if you want to hear those two words, call me."

Her head was tilted back as if it had been cut, and her lips kept opening and closing:

"husband."

"Yes, I heard you, honey, call me again."

"Wife, why does your voice sound so beautiful? I want to die here."

The strands of hair made her neck itch even more. She finally caught her breath and said, "Slowly...slowly, okay?"

The man was speaking too fast; she couldn't keep up with his replies.

He talks too much.

Before losing consciousness, only one sentence remained in my ears.

"Wife, we will be together forever."

*

When Shi Qiao woke up, all she could do was sigh.

Thankfully, today is Sunday.

She felt utterly hopeless, unable to control her own body.

You've worked hard, Lao Zi; you've worked hard, Lao Zi.

Men who have tasted meat are truly terrifying.

The door creaked open.

Shi Qiao quickly closed her eyes, pretending that she was still asleep.

The footsteps drew closer until the bed beside them left a noticeable dent.

"Honey, are you still sleeping?"

Shi Qiao did not respond.

"Really not awake?"

Shi Qiao still did not respond.

"In that case..."

Shi Qiao suddenly felt the blanket being pulled off, and then the woody scent that had enveloped her all night surged up again.

The air is thick with energy, ready to be unleashed.

Shi Qiao: !

With her last ounce of strength, she pushed Pei Jingnian away. "No! Pei Jingnian! We can't do this anymore! I'm going to die!"

"Even the donkeys in the production team need to rest!"

If this continues, she will drown.

Pei Jingnian's sudden laughter startled Shi Qiao, who opened her eyes in a daze.

As soon as he opened his eyes, Pei Jingnian poked his forehead with ointment used to relieve bruises and pain.

"Honey, why are you thinking about those things all the time?"