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

Shi Qiao tilted her head and leaned against Pei Jingnian's shoulder, unwilling to look ahead.

The man freed one hand to gently pinch her chin, his tongue slipping inside, mischievously swallowing her soft moans.

Honey, open your eyes.

Look carefully...

[Watch closely how I made my wife cry.]

Pei Jingnian called out, his fingertips caressing her cheek as their lips parted, applying a little pressure so that she could only look in front of her.

It's a very beautiful mirror.

Not a speck of dust covered it, and the light shone clearly.

Whenever Qiao thought Pei Jingnian was already quite perverted, he would always show her through his actions—

He has many other tricks up his sleeve.

It was at this strange moment that Shi Qiao became even more aware of the size difference between her and Pei Jingnian.

Even with the man standing behind her, she couldn't block him at all. His arms were wrapped tightly around her waist like pythons, exerting upward force, and his large hands could easily cover her entire lower abdomen.

One of his thighs was lightly clamped, and his other foot could only stand on tiptoe, stepping on the back of his foot.

Once again, Shi Qiao witnessed firsthand just how malleable humans can be.

"Wife, do we... look good?" Pei Jingnian bit the back of her neck, his hot breath hitting her skin, making Shi Qiao's back almost completely numb.

Before she could answer, he leaned down and captured her soft lips with his own, the burning sensation drilling into her mouth, bringing both a suffocating feeling and a sense of pleasure.

Tears welled up in Shi Qiao's eyes instantly. She grabbed her forearm with both hands, her long nails not controlling their strength, leaving ambiguous red marks.

Pei Jingnian continued to question her, his five fingers pressing lightly on her abdomen without hesitation.

Honey, I feel so bad about myself. Seeing you cry, I felt incredibly excited.

Ah... I want to die here with you.

When you took the initiative to say you wanted to be with me, I wished I could be in the car right then and there.

I love...the way my wife texts me.

Could you be a little more open with me?

If only my wife could become someone who can't live without me...

Pei Jingnian felt the obvious change in the person in his arms, slowly released his lips, and gently pressed his forehead against hers.

"Honey, so... you actually prefer hearing this kind of lewd talk?"

Shi Qiao was startled. She avoided Pei Jingnian's gaze, gently biting her swollen lips, "I...I didn't."

"No way!" Pei Jingnian tightened his grip slightly, his questioning becoming more forceful. "Liar."

Her skin was so delicate that he could leave a red mark with just a light tap.

Shi Qiao bit her lip to keep herself from making a sound, her vision gradually blurring and becoming unfocused. "Really...no...it's not true."

"But he told me my wife really likes it." Pei Jingnian bit her burning earlobe, leaned down and lowered his body to almost eye level with hers.

Both characters with the "person" radical and those with the "woman" radical have been explained.

A wicked smile played on his lips. "My wife seems to..."

"I especially like it when I'm naughty with you."

He held fast to his body as he tried to escape.

She pulls away a little, and he catches up a little.

"Don't run away, wife."

Shi Qiao's body went limp, and she cried out, "I clearly said... just once."

Pei Jingnian caught up with her again, almost forcing her to a complete stop in front of the mirror, his nose constantly rubbing against her disheveled hair.

He brushed aside the bangs that were obscuring his vision. "But I haven't finished even once yet."

Shi Qiao was taken aback, somewhat incredulous. She glanced at the time and said, "You're lying..."

"Because my wife needs to rest for a while." Pei Jingnian gently pecked at the corner of her lips.

But he likes it this way.

He will eat anything delicious right away.

However, he prefers to eat slowly and savor each bite.

Enjoy the original flavor of the food.

Shi Qiao's cheeks were puffed out. "You...you mean to say I'm terrible!"

Pei Jingnian rested his chin lightly on Shi Qiao's shoulder. "I didn't say that, wife."

"I was just worried you'd faint; I wanted to be happy with my wife."

Shi Qiao lowered her head unhappily, "Don't worry about me."

"It's already past eleven o'clock, hurry up."

She was a little dizzy and wanted to say something harsh, "Otherwise, you're just using me as an excuse..."

Pei Jingnian squinted, his chest pressing tightly against her back, which was covered with a thin layer of sweat, making it impossible for her to continue speaking. Her tongue lightly touched her front teeth, and the veins under her temples throbbed faintly.

He reached out and lifted Shi Qiao's chin, forcing her to stare at the mirror.

"Then I'll trouble my wife to keep a close eye on herself."

"Don't faint."

*

Shi Qiao still fainted.

Completely unconscious.

When she was woken up, her head was still throbbing. She only remembered that Pei Jingnian washed her face and brushed her teeth, and then thoughtfully changed her clothes.

By the time she fully regained her senses, she was already in her own room.

Shi Qiao was startled and turned her head sharply, only to find Pei Jingnian looking at her intently, patting her back lightly with one hand.

"woke up?"

Shi Qiao looked around and realized she was in her own room.

Some even wondered if she had a sexual dream last night? Or perhaps they didn't go to a hotel but instead made love at home?

Pei Jingnian hugged her tighter. "I made my wife faint yesterday, so I'm responsible for bringing you home this morning."

Shi Qiao glanced at the time; it was already past nine o'clock. "What about the makeup artist and stuff..."

"I've asked them to change it to in-home service. They'll be there in ten minutes, you can take a nap a little longer."

"We've arranged for two more people, so you can get your makeup done while you sleep."

Shi Qiao weakly uttered an "Oh," then suddenly exclaimed in surprise, "Wait, which style of clothes did they bring? I'm wearing..."

"I didn't leave any marks." Pei Jingnian propped his head up with one hand, staring at her fair neck. "Yesterday I only bit her lightly."

Shi Qiao asked suspiciously, "Really?"

"But I remember my mom picked out a backless dress, are you sure I don't have any marks on me?"

Pei Jingnian remained silent for a moment, seemingly lost in thought, "Well... it's not entirely without some."

There's still quite a bit left; I wonder if my wife's swelling has returned.

He laughed without hiding his laughter, "But no one knows where it is except me."

The moment Shi Qiao realized what was happening, she slapped him with a pillow, yelling, "You pervert!"

There was a commotion downstairs; the makeup artist had arrived.

Shi Qiao changed into slippers, made a face, and was about to walk downstairs when Pei Jingnian suddenly called out to her.

"Honey, after the engagement party today..."

He took the two handwritten letters out of his pocket.

"Would you like to take some time to watch it together?"

Shi Qiao's ears turned red, "Mmm."

Then he went downstairs.