My Wild Wife in Shanghai

At that moment, Yang Xue blamed herself in her heart: "So the contract had been hidden in Chen Ye's pants all along. I was careless and didn't notice it."

He took a deep breath, suddenly turned the car onto a quiet, tree-lined path, and slowly pulled over to the side of the road.

Then turn off the engine and turn off the lights.

The carriage instantly darkened, leaving only dappled shadows of trees and faint moonlight outside the window.

Chen Ye's expression faltered slightly.

"I stopped the car because you looked so tired, so I could help you relax!"

Yang Xue unbuckled her seatbelt and moved closer to Chen Ye like a water snake.

Her long, straight legs were crossed, and her skirt slipped up with the movement, revealing the edge of the black lace stockings tied around her thighs, which was a visual bomb in the dim light.

Her warm breath brushed against Chen Ye's ear, carrying a faint fragrance.

A soft, boneless hand slowly slid down Chen Ye's firm chest muscles, lingering on his eight-pack abs, its fingertips carrying a subtle, teasing touch.

Meanwhile, her other hand silently moved down Chen Ye's waistline, aiming directly at his bulging pockets.

Yang Xue thought that with her good looks, she could make Chen Ye completely infatuated.

After all, Yang Xue had already noticed the desire in Chen Ye's eyes when he looked at her.

So, she was secretly delighted and reached into Chen Ye's pocket.

The next second, her hand reached towards the bulge, preparing to grab the edge of the contract and then quickly pull it out.

However, he made a mistake.

Chen Ye's pockets were empty.

But through the fabric of her pocket, she grasped something as hard as iron.

"Not a contract?"

Yang Xue was startled and quickly withdrew her hand.

But just then, a large, iron-like hand suddenly gripped her wrist.

Chen Ye was panting heavily, his eyes fixed on her intently.

The continuous teasing had caused Chen Ye's chaotic consciousness to completely abandon restraint.

In the end, she even grabbed her own...

Who could stand this!

"What are you doing?"

Yang Xue was startled and tried to pull her hand back, but found that Chen Ye's strength was astonishing and he wouldn't let go at all.

"You...you're hurting me! Chen Ye, let go of me!"

Yang Xue pouted and tried to fool everyone with her pitiful appearance.

However, her affected manner only seemed more alluring to Chen Ye in his hazy perception.

Chen Ye not only didn't let go, but instead suddenly flipped over and slammed Yang Xue hard onto the wide passenger seat.

The seat made a dull thud as it was pressed down.

The two of them instantly became extremely intimate.

Chen Ye, shirtless, pressed his hot, firm chest tightly against Yang Xue's soft body.

The intense masculine aura enveloped Yang Xue like a mountain pressing down on her.

"Chen Ye, get out of my way!"

Yang Xue tried to push Chen Ye away, but felt something unusual beneath her.

At that moment, she suddenly realized that the bulge she had seen earlier wasn't the contract at all, but rather...

Yang Xue was completely stunned.

Is there anything this magnificent?

Isn't that an exaggeration?

She had seen Wang Yan at the hotel just over an hour earlier.

Wang Yan was over 1.8 meters tall, with broad shoulders and a thick waist, and his belly was covered in black hair. However, his thing was hidden in the hair, and you had to rummage around to find it.

Such a magnificent body, yet equipped with such tiny parts, truly evokes the image of a large tree hanging with chili peppers.

Compared to him, Chen Ye is more than ten times stronger, isn't he?

To confirm that she hadn't guessed wrong, Yang Xue deliberately glanced down.

Just then, due to the scuffle, Chen Ye's pants were torn slightly...

Yang Xue saw it vaguely in the light.

"Oh My God!"

Her heart started pounding.

Yang Xue is no pushover; she's had many boyfriends and has a very strong ability to manipulate men.

But at this moment, she was being suppressed by Chen Ye in such a domineering manner, and had no power to resist.

This, on the contrary, gave her a feeling of being conquered.

He was already annoyed by Wang Yan tonight, and now this anger was erupting uncontrollably.

Looking at Chen Ye's face so close to hers, feeling the hard, iron-like contours of his muscles, she felt an uncontrollable tingling sensation deep within her body.

"What exactly do you want?"

Yang Xue asked Chen Ye in a sweet, coquettish voice.

When she asked the question, her red lips were slightly parted, and her eyes held a hint of provocation.

Chen Ye didn't say anything, but directly tore open her clothes.

"Oh dear!" Yang Xue said coquettishly, "Be gentle!"

At that moment, Yang Xue's initial desire to resist miraculously vanished after sensing the wild masculinity emanating from Chen Ye.

Instead, she took the initiative to reach out her arms and hook them around Chen Ye's neck.

She straightened her proud body, pressing the two closer together, her red lips slightly parted, like a beautiful snake flicking its tongue, and gently bit Chen Ye's Adam's apple.

This instantly ignited the fuse of the explosive barrel.

Chen Ye was already feeling his blood surging, and now he couldn't control himself anymore.

The flame in his eyes was completely ignited. He let out a low growl and kissed Yang Xue's full, red lips heavily.

Yang Xue let out a sweet moan and responded enthusiastically.

The temperature inside the cramped carriage rose rapidly.

The sound of fabric rubbing together was especially clear in the quiet night.

Yang Xue's expensive silk slip dress was roughly torn in half, revealing a large expanse of her snow-white, soft, and alluring curves that were sure to make one's blood boil.

Her long, fair legs were tightly wrapped around Chen Ye's waist, and the black lace against Chen Ye's bronze skin created a strong visual impact.

Soon, the car began to shake violently on the secluded tree-lined road.

A layer of white mist quickly covered the car window, vaguely reflecting the two figures frantically entangled inside the car.

"Ouch, be gentle, you bastard, you're so strong!"

Yang Xue's intermittent moans and curses could be heard from inside the car.

Her voice carried an intense pleasure and a hint of irresistible allure.

As night deepened, the spring scenery inside the carriage reached its most enchanting.

Her alluring figure and exaggerated movements intertwine to create a midnight fantasy that makes one blush and is enough to make one's nose bleed at a single glance.

... ...

An hour later, the car was still shaking when Wang Yan called.

He had been waiting for Yang Xue's message all night, but she hadn't replied.

Feeling anxious, he dialed Yang Xue's number.

Unfortunately, Yang Xue was completely infatuated at the moment and wanted to take out her phone to hang up, but she accidentally pressed the answer button.

"what!"

Yang Xue's voice came through.

"Honey? What are you doing?" Wang Yan asked. "How did things go? Why haven't you called me so late?"

But Yang Xue thought the call had ended, and Wang Yan's voice was drowned out by her increasingly loud shouts.

"You bastard!"

"You bastard! I can't stand it anymore, you're such a bastard! Ugh!!"

"I can't take it anymore, you bastard! You bastard—"

Yang Xue continued to curse, interspersed with sobs.

Wang Yan was stunned for a moment, then flew into a rage: "Baby? Who bullied you? You bastard, if anyone dares to bully you, I'll fight them to the death!"