My Wild Wife in Shanghai

"What do you want me to do inside?" Chen Ye asked.

Han Qiuyue said, "Can you do me a favor?"

"What kind of help?"

"Come in first!" Han Qiuya pulled Chen Ye through the door.

The curtains were drawn, and only a small light was on on the ceiling, making the room somewhat dim.

But the surroundings have a glittering, luxurious feel, suggesting that the decor is very lavish.

On the table next to it were pastries and wine glasses, and the room was filled with a pleasant and refreshing aroma.

Come here!

Han Qiuya arrived at the bathroom door and beckoned Chen Ye to come in.

Chen Ye walked into the bathroom, which was completely white.

But he accidentally bumped his head on something and immediately looked over.

Above my head was a simple clothes rack with a few scattered pieces of fabric hanging on it—some pure white, some black lace, some thongs, some erotic...

Chen Ye's head just bumped into a bra.

Instantly, Chen Ye blushed and lowered his head.

At this moment, Han Qiuyue opened a small cabinet door and pointed to the water valve inside: "There's a loose switch here. I can't tighten it, so it keeps leaking. You're strong, can you help me tighten it?"

"good!"

Chen Ye stepped forward, grasped the valve with both hands, and gently turned it.

As a result, with a snap, he actually broke the valve.

Instantly, the water from the valve gushed out like a geyser, spraying Chen Ye all over.

"Quick, get a towel!" Chen Ye shouted.

"oh oh!"

Han Qiuya hurriedly brought over a white towel, and Chen Ye wrapped the towel around the water sprayer to temporarily slow down the water flow.

He picked up the valve that had fallen to the ground and said, "Sis, it's not that the valve is loose, it's that it's rusted and broken!"

"Oh, I see!" Han Qiuyue smoothed her hair, blinked her big eyes, and stared at Chen Ye with concern: "Are you alright?"

"I'm fine!"

Chen Ye wiped his face; he was soaked to the bone.

"Go buy a new valve and I'll replace it for you, otherwise it will keep leaking," Chen Ye said.

However, at this moment, Han Qiuyue's watery eyes were fixed on Chen Ye's chest.

Chen Ye's wet clothes clung to his body, revealing his well-defined chest and abdominal muscles, which appeared even more sculpted and sexy through the hazy fabric.

Han Qiuyue licked her lips, her fair and delicate hands resting on Chen Ye's collar, casually adjusting it: "You'll catch a cold like this. Take off your clothes, I'll help you change!"

"unnecessary!"

"Yes, we need it!"

"You really don't need it!"

"If I say it's needed, then it's needed!!!"

Han Qiuyue's eyes blazed with desire. Suddenly, she stood on tiptoe, grabbed Chen Ye's collar with both hands, stared at him with fiery eyes for a few seconds, and then kissed him directly.

"Ugh! Sister... ..."

Chen Ye was completely stunned.

He stood frozen in place, holding the valve in his hand, as Han Qiuyue kissed him passionately.

Chen Ye often heard his colleagues at the courier station joking that the rich women in Shanghai are very bold; they are passionate and outgoing, and they will not hide their feelings when they meet a man they like.

Chen Ye thought they were all talking nonsense, but today he was truly amazed.

He felt a little tipsy from the scent of Han Qiuyue's alcohol mixed with the fragrance of her sweet scent.

At this moment, Han Qiuyue suddenly stopped, her beautiful eyes glazed over as she stared at Chen Ye, panting as she said, "My name is Han Qiuyue."

"My name is Chen Ye!" Chen Ye said.

"Do you think I'm pretty?" Han Qiuyue asked.

"nice!"

Do you like it?

"like!"

"Then what are we waiting for?" Han Qiuyue grabbed Chen Ye's hand and placed it around her waist. "Carry me to the living room!"

Feeling the other person's warm and smooth skin, Chen Ye's anger, which had been suppressed for many years, suddenly surged up.

He picked up Han Qiuyue and carried her into the living room.

The two became entangled on the sofa, and their clothes slipped off one by one.

A moment later, rhythmic creaking sounds came from the sofa.

Above the sofa hung a wedding photo of Han Qiuyue and Zhou Mingshan.

In the photo, Zhou Mingshan looks spirited and Han Qiuyue is as beautiful as an angel...

At this moment, the sun is shining brightly outside the window.

A Mercedes-Maybach drove back to the residential area and parked downstairs.

The reason it's described as "returning" is because the car had just left that morning, and inside sat Han Qiuyue's husband, Zhou Mingshan.

Zhou Mingshan opened the car door, ready to go upstairs.

However, the high temperature outside caused him to instantly break out in a sweat.

"Damn, it's unbearably hot!"

The next second he got back into the car and dialed Han Qiuyue's number.

The atmosphere upstairs was lively when the phone suddenly rang. Han Qiuyue, with one arm around Chen Ye's waist, reached for the phone on the coffee table with the other and grabbed it haphazardly.

"My husband!"

Han Qiuyue frowned, but she wasn't nervous at all; instead, she exuded excitement and thrill.

The next second, he actually answered the phone.

"Hey, honey!"

Han Qiuyue was surprised when she heard this.

The voice was full of charm and tenderness, as if it could melt your bones.

Zhou Mingshan on the other end of the phone was also taken aback.

"Honey, what's wrong with you? Are you in heat?"

"Shut up!" Han Qiuyue muttered. "Ah! I just had a little to drink, ah... what's up?"

"What are you drinking in broad daylight? Are you drinking and exercising at the same time? What's that noise?"

"None of your business! Huh! Tell me what's wrong? Don't keep me from drinking! Huh... ..."

Zhou Mingshan said, "I need to sign a contract this afternoon. I brought the company seal back last night and left it on the coffee table, but I forgot to take it. Could you throw it down from upstairs for me? It's too hot, so I won't go up."

Upon hearing this, Han Qiuyue felt a bit scared, as she hadn't expected Zhou Mingshan to be downstairs.

She got up and looked through the gap in the curtains, seeing Zhou Mingshan's car parked right below the window.

"Okay, I'll throw it down for you now."

Han Qiuyue found the small bag containing the official seal, stood behind the curtains, and threw it out the window.

Zhou Mingshan's driver got out of the car, picked up the company seal, quickly returned to the car, and handed the seal to Zhou Mingshan.

"Honey, you know what? I complained about that little bastard this morning!" Zhou Mingshan said with a hint of smugness. "His company just called to let me know and said they've dealt with him and he won't be delivering packages to our house anymore. That little brat, what a fool, daring to talk back to me! I'll make him pay!"

"Zhou Mingshan, you're a CEO of a large corporation, why are you arguing with a deliveryman? Are you crazy?" Han Qiuyue said angrily.

"So what if I don't like him?" Zhou Mingshan said, "Honey, drink less. I'll come home early tonight to keep you company!"

"Who needs your company? Go keep your cats and dogs company!"

Han Qiuyue cursed and hung up the phone.

Zhou Mingshan frowned and said to the driver, "Sigh, men, no matter how successful you are, your wife will always find fault with you. There's nothing you can do about it; that's a man's fate!"

The driver gave an awkward smile: "Your wife was just saying that out of anger. You'll be fine if you spend more time with her!"

"Ignore her, go to the company!" Zhou Mingshan said.

"good!"

Upstairs right now.

Chen Ye stepped forward and hugged Han Qiuyue from behind.

The two bodies were pressed tightly together.

"You heard everything?" Han Qiuyue said. "I didn't expect him to be so petty, actually complaining about you. How are you doing? Did you suffer any losses?"

"Nothing much to lose!" Chen Ye smiled. "Just that I lost my job!"

"what?"