Over the years, ng Xinian either engaged in intense training or solved things himself to vent excess energy. Occasionally, he would also release it in another way with her. However, Chiang Xiao had always been awkward and restrained, but tonight was the first ti she was so proactive!
"Wife, I really might lose control."
He was already breathless, disturbed.
Her body so closely pressed against him made him feel everything vividly.
Perfect, absolutely perfect.
"Then don’t control it."
Even though Chiang Xiao’s face was still burning and her ears turned a bit red, she had already made up her mind and didn’t plan on backing down.
Such an obvious invitation made ng Xinian feel like a taut string.
Chiang Xiao could sense his imdiate response instantly.
He had always been soone whose presence and aggressive nature she could never ignore.
Thinking about their past encounters, her heart burned.
Was this going a bit too far?
Even she was having trouble holding on.
"Wife, wait until August, or, until I get back." ng Xinian gritted his teeth, holding on, but although his mind was in control, his body was already inching closer to her, yearning to engage in all sorts of unspeakable acts.
He noticed that she had changed into a nightgown.
Yes, previously when she slept with him, she’d usually wear conservative long pants and sleeves, covering herself up quite well, but this ti she changed into a nightgown.
This really was—too convenient for him.
The touch beneath his hands was amazingly good, like the finest silk, yet warm.
He knew clearly that backing away would be best, yet no matter what, he couldn’t bear to leave.
"I won’t wait."
Yet Chiang Xiao’s simple two words almost made him surrender.
After saying these words, Chiang Xiao simply pushed him and got on top herself, deftly taking off her dress.
ng Xinian went completely crazy.
"Brother Xinian, are you sure you still want to wait?" Chiang Xiao’s face was flushed, exuding a kind of coyness he’d never seen before.
ng Xinian wasn’t sure if he was still breathing.
"You’re truly courting death..." his voice was sowhat hoarse, tone filled with aggression.
He was about to go to Ke Ku Li.
In fact, Chiang Xiao was willing, regardless of whether he was going to Ke Ku Li or not, nor was it about carrying on the ng family line.
The main reason was because it was him, a man nad ng Xinian.
As long as it was him, she was willing.
Who made her so determined to be with him in this life?
"I am courting death," Chiang Xiao looked at him, blinking, her voice very soft: "If you have the guts, then kill ."
Kill her...
In what way...
Just imagining it made ng Xinian feel like he might collapse, collapsing in willpower.
"Can’t you stop?"
Chiang Xiao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry when she heard him still able to say that.
This man, he could truly endure.
"Xinian. Year."
She called his na softly.
Usually, she addressed him as Brother Xinian, but now softly calling his na made ng Xinian feel utterly comfortable from body to soul.
He liked to hear it.
"Call again... no, better not call anymore..."
He couldn’t take being called again.
Chiang Xiao innocently said, "So should I call you or not, Xi...nian..."
"You really have a death wish!"
ng Xinian couldn’t suppress himself.
His temples throbbed, his jaw clenched tightly.
Chiang Xiao saw him like this and felt both fondness and pity, this man she loved most.
He was always so reluctant to hurt her!
Not wanting to beco one with her at this ti, wasn’t it because he took into account the danger of his trip, fearing he wouldn’t return?
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