Shocking! My Rugged Husband is the Hidden Tycoon in the 70s Novel-Chapter 305: Even If I Want It, You Won’t Give It
Compared to the noisy hospital environment, Jiang Xingye’s home was definitely much quieter and safer, but they also needed to be on guard against anyone coming to find him.
The two of them didn’t turn on the light. Jiang Xingye wanted to create the illusion that he wasn’t home, while Xu Qinghuan felt it was too embarrassing.
Her long hair spread out, laying on Jiang Xingye’s pillow, a portion of the quilt draped over her chest. Her legs were stretched straight, her feet arched high, teeth clenched tightly, but she still couldn’t avoid letting a few sounds escape from her lips.
Earlier, the flavor Jiang Xingye wanted to taste, he had enough of today.
Seeing the girl’s flushed face, trembling body, and suppressed voice, Jiang Xingye lifted his head, grabbed her ankle, and gently pulled her into his arms.
He covered her lips.
Xu Qinghuan didn’t have time to struggle, overwhelmed by his aggressive advances. She struggled to avoid him, but how could she outmatch Jiang Xingye, who held her down and kissed her for a long time, until Xu Qinghuan, from her initial struggle, eventually just lay down flat.
After all, she’d already been kissed by this jerk. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦
"Don’t like it? Taste your own flavor." Jiang Xingye propped his elbows on either side of her ears, his eyes blurred and dangerous, and his voice hoarse beyond recognition.
With a quick move, he pulled Xu Qinghuan close to him, flipped over, letting her lie on top of him, "I like it, very sweet, sweeter than wild honey."
Back in the forest, he used to compete with bears for wild honey. From ancient trees, the hives hung down, covering half the tree wall as tall as the trees themselves. Honey flowed down, golden as if part of the ground, the sweet fragrance spread for miles.
Yet it wasn’t as good as her taste.
Xu Qinghuan’s heart raced wildly, her whole body felt on fire. She was clearly satisfied just now, but at this moment she wanted more.
This man was truly like a walking pure drug.
The night was charming, the atmosphere thick with tension.
In the darkness, the sounds were suppressed yet filled with pleasure, Xu Qinghuan’s legs tightly pressed together.
Outside the courtyard, people dispersed in small groups under the big banyan tree. Someone said, "Huh, that kid Jiang Xiaowu went to bed so early today?"
Another said, "Probably not, he went to find his wife."
"Hehe, when’s that kid getting married? Such a pretty wife, he just looks at her every day, but he seems to have a lot of patience!"
The patient Jiang Xingye let out a muffled groan.
The two of them exhaled, as if pulled out of the water.
"I’ll get some water for you to wash." Jiang Xingye dared not delay any longer. Soon, when Qiao Xinyu and the others came back and didn’t find Xu Qinghuan, surely they would come looking.
"You, you go turn on the light."
Jiang Xingye still put on a pair of pants, walked to the door, and pulled the cord, turning on the dim incandescent light.
He couldn’t help but take a glance at the bed, the bedding thrown to one side, covering a little on his wife’s body, like a pile of snow, white and shining.
His breath caught.
Xu Qinghuan lay limply on the kang, her gaze drifting from his face down to his throat, from his chest to his abs, the sexy V-lines disappearing beneath the low waist of his pants. Unconsciously, she swallowed a gulp, "Aren’t you leaving yet?"
Her voice was tender and hoarse, not daring to cry out, but still heavily suppressed, making her throat uncomfortable.
Jiang Xingye turned to leave, his lean waist flickered before her eyes, leaving a sense of not having seen enough.
Her body retained the scorching feeling, a bit of a burning pain.
She gently touched it, feeling as if the skin had broken.
Soon Jiang Xingye came back inside, poured a cup of water from the thermos for her, then mixed it with cold water in a basin and brought it over.
"The water’s a bit hot, be careful drinking it." He had forgotten to prepare cold boiled water today, or rather, ever since he stopped eating at home, he hadn’t really arranged these things.
Xu Qinghuan was scooped up by him, nestled in his arms, his hands still a bit restless.
Blowing on the water, Xu Qinghuan raised her eyelids to glance at him, jokingly, "What if I stayed here tonight?"
Jiang Xingye’s eyes deepened, unable to describe his feelings in that moment, rising high then falling heavily. Of course, he wanted it, dreamt of it, but he also knew it was not realistic.
It wasn’t that Xu Qinghuan was unwilling, it was that he would not allow it.
He pressed his forehead against hers, "You know it’s not possible."
Still teasing me.
Xu Qinghuan glanced down at his hand, Jiang Xingye chuckled awkwardly, hurriedly letting go, moving to her waist instead.
"Want me to help you wash?" Jiang Xingye’s voice was low and eager. Once a man gets into this, he wants it constantly, a hard-to-kick habit, willing to indulge till death.
"No!" Xu Qinghuan firmly declined, "I’m exhausted."
She pushed him away, "You go out."
Jiang Xingye wasn’t pushed away but instead pressed her into his embrace, his head buried against her, his hair brushing against her skin, igniting every nerve.
He was a bit relentless, though the... experience was not thorough enough, akin to scratching an itch through a boot.
It was a bit venting right now.
So, he kissed a bit fiercely, biting Xu Qinghuan till it hurt.
"Jiang Xingye, are you a dog?" Xu Qinghuan pushed his head, which led him to shift to another spot.
In the end, Xu Qinghuan couldn’t help but let out a scream.
He lifted Xu Qinghuan’s leg, raising his head, his eyes dark like the vast night sea, devoid of starlight, like a beast holding its prey, ready to devour her whole at any moment.
Xu Qinghuan grabbed a pillow and threw it at him, "Are you done yet?"
He caught the pillow, took a deep breath, and finally let her go.
As Xu Qinghuan got up, her legs were weak, wobbling as she moved to the door, locking it.
By the well outside, Jiang Xingye splashed himself with cold water. She flicked some water in the basin, then slipped into the space, quickly swimming a round in the hot spring before returning.
Jiang Xingye’s movements paused for a moment; his senses were sharp. Just a moment ago, he felt like there was no one in the room.
His heartbeat momentarily went astray.
He didn’t have time to dry off his body, coming to the door to call out, "Huanhuan?"
Sure enough, there was no one inside. He called again, "Wife?"
Still no response.
Jiang Xingye finally got a bit anxious, patting the door, "Huanhuan?"
Finally, Xu Qinghuan’s voice came from inside, "Ah Ye, wait a moment!"
He breathed out in relief, leaning against the door frame, feeling as if his heart had been wrung and shattered by an iron hand, hurting so much he wished to die on the spot.
Xu Qinghuan hadn’t expected to be discovered by Jiang Xingye. She was only gone for four or five minutes.
After changing clothes, Xu Qinghuan opened the door, seeing Jiang Xingye’s pale face, she couldn’t help but feel worried, holding his wrist to check his pulse for a moment, his heart was beating fast.
"Ah Ye, what’s going on?"
"It’s nothing!"
He didn’t mention he had noticed her absence, instead, he embraced her, "I’m fine, don’t worry."
Then he pulled her into an embrace, calming himself down slowly, "Do you want to study for a bit, or should I take you back? I haven’t finished my study tasks for today, will you accompany me?"
"Is it simply accompanying you to study, or do you have other thoughts?"
He couldn’t help but smile, "Today... I don’t have other thoughts, even if I did, you wouldn’t agree."
