His voice became darker, and he looked at her with complicated eyes, "Does it still hurt?"
Zhao Chuning shook his head. "It's all healed. The pain has long gone. But Cheng Zheng may not be fully recovered yet. You were too harsh on him that day."
Tang Yi frowned, "Don't mention him."
"Okay, let's not talk about him. Let's talk about us." Zhao Chuning lowered her eyes and looked at the hand he was still holding. She felt the warmth in his palm, and her heart also felt a little warm. Now thinking back, the opportunities for the two of them to get along peacefully like this were few and far between.
"Tang Yi..." She slowly raised her head and looked into his eyes. There were ups and downs in her eyes. Under the light, the shimmering light was very charming. "One day... could we fall in love with each other? Or do you still think that the word 'love' is particularly scary?"
Tang Yi's heart was beating fast. He grabbed her chin, pulled her face over, and kissed her deeply. She thought he was trying to escape by kissing her. Halfway through the kiss, she heard him say in a hoarse voice, "Your emotional intelligence is not much higher than mine."
Hearing his words, she unconsciously tightened her hands on his shoulders and looked at him searchingly, trying to see the emotion she was looking for in his eyes.
In fact, it’s not that she has low emotional intelligence, but she has been expecting for too long and has been disappointed too many times, so she dare not expect some things anymore, fearing that it will all be in vain.
Tang Yi didn't give her a chance to continue exploring, but replaced their conversation with a more lingering kiss. He was a proud man, never able to express himself, and preferred to do things rather than "saying".
His big hand reached into her clothes and kissed her from her lips all the way down to her neck.
Her cell phone was ringing wildly.
She was distracted and begged to answer the phone. Tang Yi became angry, picked her up from the sofa, pressed her against the sofa, and neatly and skillfully pulled her pants down to her knees.
She was shaking all over, and before she could breathe more smoothly, she held her chin and turned her face to kiss her deeply again. This time, he kissed her much harder than before. He sucked her soft tongue tip, as eagerly as if he wanted to swallow her tongue root. Zhao Chuning was hurt by the kiss, but there was an indescribable sense of pleasure rising up from the pain, making her legs weak.
His strong and hard body pressed against her soft and white buttocks, and the bad and provocative friction made her gasp uncontrollably. His fingers pressed circles of wrinkles on the leather sofa. Her lower lip was bitten white by her pearly teeth, and she could barely suppress the more shameful moan.
However, the harder you endure, the more sensitive your body becomes.
Tang Yi couldn't control himself at all because of the charming and seductive look of the woman. Some part of his body was swollen and painful as if it was filled with blood. He was eager to be moistened and wrapped by her.
Because he hadn't had sex with her properly for so long, he originally wanted to be as patient as possible and start slowly with her. But now he had no choice but to change his mind, otherwise, he was afraid that he would not be able to endure it and die of congestion.
He turned her over again, without even taking off their clothes, lifted her long legs and hooked them around his waist, lifted her hips up, and slammed into her.
The sudden satisfaction made her feel like she was short of oxygen and dizzy. When she recovered, the pleasure that was even stronger than before came like a tidal wave, taking away all her rationality. In the end, only passion and instinct were left to cater to him.
———
He really had been patient for too long, and this time was different from the past, this time she truly belonged to him, his woman, his wife, so the love this time was more enjoyable and satisfying than any other time before.
It also lasted much longer than usual.
It was winter, but both of them were sweating.
Zhao Chuning sat on the sofa, completely exhausted. On the carpet, her clothes and his were scattered randomly.
Tang Yi picked her up and walked upstairs. She was quiet and unable to say anything, just resting her head on his shoulder.
The feeling today is very different from usual. In the past, after finishing with him, although my body was satisfied, my heart was empty, painful, bitter and lost. That kind of empty feeling can never be satisfied by sex. Even hugging him requires courage.
But now it's different.
She could hug him, let herself drown in his arms, and even relax a little and allow herself to sink back into it appropriately.
They are husband and wife now.
"What are you thinking about?" Tang Yi asked. He lowered his eyes and stared at her in his arms. The desire had not completely subsided. Her originally fair face was now red, charming and soft. Her happy moan just now made him feel unable to control himself whenever he thought of it.
"Think about our future." Zhao Chuning opened his eyes with fluttering eyelashes and looked at him. His eyes were sparkling with emotion and passion that had not yet dissipated.
"What have you come up with?" Tang Yi carried her into the master bedroom, and then into the bathroom. The heating had filled the entire room, and with the exercise just now, the temperature around her body was just right, and she didn't feel cold.
"I've thought about it a lot." Zhao Chuning grabbed his arm, "Will you force me, bully me, and force me to jump out of the car like before?"
Tang Yi put her in the bathtub, turned on the button, and the hot water slowly poured into the bathtub. He sat behind her and held her in his arms. The hot air was thick and wrapped around the two of them. He seemed to be in deep thought, and after a while he spoke in her ear: "I have never treated other women like this before."
Zhao Chuning narrowed his eyes, "Then I am just too unlucky?"
"You are the only one who dares to provoke me like this. You are the only one who can make me angry every day." Other women simply did not catch his eye from the beginning, let alone arouse his emotions.
Now thinking back, only the woman in his arms could control his emotions. She could drive him crazy in an instant, and make him happy in an instant.
In the past, he hated the feeling of being manipulated by others. Because she could send him to heaven or hell, he resisted and rebelled. In the end, he realized that all resistance was useless and he was only torturing himself.
"According to you, I'm so special, should I feel honored?" Zhao Chuning raised her head slightly, resting her head on his shoulder and talking to her. The tide of passion was about to subside, but her voice was still soft.
Tang Yi looked at her like this, and his heart was deeply moved. He leaned over and kissed her lips lovingly, then stepped back, looked into her eyes, and whispered, "From now on, I will try to restrain myself."
"Restrain what?"
“… temper. However, the premise is that you are not allowed to be fickle!” The first two words were full of tenderness, but the tone of the conversation took a sudden turn after that.