A Beijing socialite stole my boyfriend; she went crazy after I got married.

The man's deep whisper echoed beside his face.

Jiang Chu felt her cheeks getting hotter and hotter, and the blush on her ears spread all the way to her neck.

She pursed her lips and deliberately said in a pretentious tone, "Mr. Xie, such a big shot, is he worried about not having a wife? Go find another one—"

Xie Jing narrowed his eyes dangerously.

He tightened his long arm, his large hand gripping her slender waist, easily lifting her up so that she pressed against his firm chest.

"Find another one? Hmm?"

The man's tone held a hint of anger, his deep voice resonating in his chest, "Madam, you've really grown bold, daring to say such things?"

"I'm just being reasonable... um!"

Before she could finish speaking, Xie Jing had already sealed her lips with a rather forceful kiss.

The kiss came suddenly and fiercely, carrying a hint of punishment.

The man's rough tongue forcefully pried open her pearly teeth, plundering her breath like a storm.

His large hands tightened around her waist, almost as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones.

Jiang Chu's body went limp from his kisses, her arms draped over his broad shoulders as she endured his passionate kisses.

"Um... Thank you, thank you, Jing..."

After a short while, she could no longer hold on, tears welling in her eyes as she pushed against his chest.

Xie Jing persisted, sucking the girl's delicate lips until they were slightly swollen and red, and hearing soft moans escape from her throat, before finally slowing down.

"Do you still dare to talk nonsense?"

Xie Jing buried his face in the crook of her neck, slightly out of breath, and asked in a low voice.

Jiang Chu glared at him with teary eyes.

Xie Jing smiled and said, "Don't you like playing like this? Why are you looking so pitiful?"

Jiang Chu turned her head away, "I'm not playing anymore, you're too fierce."

"It's all my fault," Xie Jing hugged her and kissed her twice. "Tell me, how can I make it up to you? How about I serve you dinner?"

Jiang Chu rolled her eyes at him. "Let's eat together, it's getting cold anyway!"

The snow outside the window fell even more heavily, turning the red walls and black tiles into a silver-white world.

They ate properly for a while, and then Jiang Chu opened the soup bowl. The winter bamboo shoot and bamboo fungus chicken soup was still steaming.

Jiang Chu drank a small bowl of hot chicken soup, then glanced at the satisfied-looking man next to her, her eyes darting around slightly.

She picked up the ebony serving chopsticks next to her and took a slice of crystal-clear, thinly sliced ​​pear from the cold dish.

"Try this," Jiang Chu held the chopsticks to Xie Jing's lips, her eyes sparkling with an innocent yet mischievous light. "You've been so busy with work lately, eat something cooling!"

Caught off guard, Xie Jing lowered his head slightly and opened his thin lips to bite into the cool, sweet and sour pear.

However, just as he bit into one end of the pear—

Jiang Chu turned her body to the side.

Click.

She swiftly and decisively bit off the piece of pear that was sticking out of Xie Jing's lips.

Not only that, she deliberately pressed her soft, warm red lips heavily against the man's thin lips, making a crisp, watery sound.

Xie Jing: "..."

I knew this guy was up to no good.

The man's Adam's apple bobbed with difficulty as he swallowed the cold slice of pear.

His throat felt cool and refreshing, but his eyes darkened.

"Hahaha, what kind of expression is that!"

Jiang Chu was overjoyed at her successful scheme, like a little fox who had just stolen some fish, and immediately wanted to shrink back and escape this dangerous place.

"...Trying to run away again?"

Xie Jing's voice became even hoarser.

Before Jiang Chu could retreat to a safe distance, a steel-like arm wrapped around her waist and dragged her backward without saying a word.

Jiang Chu gasped in surprise, forced to straddle the man's strong thighs, her back pressed tightly against his chest.

"Where do you want to go?"

The man behind her lowered his head, wrapped his arms around her tightly, and nibbled on the tip of her ear.

Jiang Chu took a breath.

The sudden warmth and moisture on her earlobe made her already weak body tremble even more violently.

Xie Jing pressed himself tightly against her neck, his hot breath spraying continuously onto the sensitive skin, causing waves of small shivers to run through her.

He gently rubbed his teeth against her round, white earlobe.

Then, his slightly damp tongue, with a hint of soothing and deliberate teasing, slowly licked and traced the edge of her reddened earlobe.

"Well……"

Jiang Chu turned her head uncomfortably, trying to escape the excessively intense tingling sensation, but the man's iron arms were like an impenetrable wall, firmly imprisoning her in his embrace.

To match her elegant off-white coat, Jiang Chu wore a pair of traditional Chinese style earrings today.

Those were a pair of gold cloisonné red plum blossom earrings adorned with pearl tassels.

Exquisite gold thread outlines several red plum blossoms in full bloom, with tiny rubies embedded in the stamens, and two round pearls strung together by extremely fine gold thread hanging below.

As she breathed heavily, the smooth pearl tassels swayed gently against her long, fair neck.

Xie Jing's dark eyes were extremely deep, with two clusters of scorching wildfire dancing in their depths.

He lowered his head, his thin lips brushing against her cool, fair neck, then opened his mouth with a fierce intensity and took her swaying pearl tassel directly into his mouth.

The warm mouth and moist tongue instantly enveloped the slightly cool pearl.

The extreme collision of cold and heat, metal and flesh made Jiang Chu involuntarily flinch.

"Hiss...you...um..."

Xie Jing gave a muffled chuckle.

Then, with slightly cool canine teeth, gently bite the pearl at the bottom of the earring and pull it outwards with a little force.

"!"

The slight tugging pain in my earlobe, mixed with an indescribable electric current, instantly shot up my spine and straight to my head.

Jiang Chu convulsed and shrank back into the man's arms.

My toes couldn't help but curl up.

She grabbed the man's collar, "...What the hell, are you a dog?!"

While speaking, he stroked the giant dog that was rubbing against him, making a mess of the man's hair.

Xie Jing didn't care at all.

He acted as if he had fallen in love with a new toy, deftly twirling the gold tassel with his tongue and taking it into his mouth along with her blushing, delicate earlobe.

The man sucked and nibbled tirelessly, making blush-inducing smacking sounds in the quiet, warm room.

"lady……"

Xie Jing's thin lips held the glistening pearl moistened with saliva, his voice muffled and terribly hoarse, each word laced with burning desire.

"You have excellent taste."

"...You have good taste," Jiang Chu stroked his hair a couple of times, "You're the one who brought this."

Just then, Xie Jing's phone vibrated.

Jiang Chu glanced at the caller ID, "It's your niece calling, are you going to answer?"

Xie Jing raised an eyebrow. "She's also your niece."

Jiang Chu was speechless. "Your niece!"

Xie Jing: "..."

Jiang Chu raised her chin, straightened her posture slightly, and gave him a proud little expression.

but--

Because she shifted slightly, she could feel something through the fabric with perfect clarity.

It radiates an astonishing amount of heat.

Jiang Chu narrowed her eyes.

She watched as the man breathed a soft sigh of relief, and her mischievous thoughts resurfaced.

He then shifted his weight downwards.

Her supple and powerful waist swayed slowly twice.

Xie Jing gasped sharply.

The overwhelming tingling and stimulating sensation made his breathing completely disordered in that instant.

His large, well-defined hands suddenly gripped her slender waist with such force that they almost crushed it.

"Jiang Chu—"

"What's wrong?" Jiang Chu tried to feign innocence, but the next second, she was suddenly thrown onto the chaise longue.

The man's tall and muscular body completely enveloped her, and his heavy breaths sprayed onto her flushed cheeks.

"Nothing much."

His slender fingers unbuttoned his shirt one button at a time, revealing a large expanse of well-defined, muscular chest muscles.

"I just feel that Madam definitely hasn't eaten enough."

"Um... wait a minute..."

Some protests were quickly drowned out.