Free Web NovelChapter 593: Chapter 572: Sun Wei and Shiyue
Top floor of the Xia Mansion.
President’s office.
Even for Sun Wei, known for his unyielding spirit, he couldn’t help but have tears in his tiger-like eyes as he looked at the beloved person he had been longing for day and night.
"Shiyue..."
He slowly opened his arms, a gentle smile on his face, "I missed you so much."
"Click, click, click..."
The sound of high heels clicking against the floor was crisp and pleasant. Xia Shiyue, with teary eyes, seemed to lose composure as she hurriedly walked towards Sun Wei.
However.
Sun Wei did not receive the anticipated embrace.
What greeted him was a burst of pain.
Xia Shiyue came up and grabbed his collar with one hand, while the other formed a fist. Her seemingly delicate and fair fist seemed to possess infinite strength, landing firmly on Sun Wei’s stomach.
"Ouch—!"
Sun Wei let out a miserable cry, his eyes wide open as if they were about to pop out. His gaze at Xia Shiyue was filled with fear, involuntarily recalling every moment they had shared together.
Back then, he really didn’t escape her beatings much.
"Shiyue, you haven’t changed at all..."
"Bang bang bang bang!"
What welcomed him was another round of punches and kicks.
After a while.
When Xia Shiyue’s anger subsided, Sun Wei, crouched on the ground with his hands on his head, slowly stood up, his face bitter, "Shiyue, I rarely come back to see you, why did you have to hit me right away?"
Xia Shiyue snorted coldly, "Are we still talking business?"
"No, no, no, no..."
Sun Wei shook his head like a rattle drum.
Seeing his weathered appearance, Xia Shiyue’s eyes suddenly welled up with tears. She threw herself into his arms, hugged his waist tightly, and wiped her tears on his chest, gritting her teeth and cursing, "You bastard!"
Sun Wei was filled with guilt, gently patting her fragrant shoulder.
"I’m sorry."
"I don’t want you to say sorry, as long as you came back safely."
Xia Shiyue knew that the place Sun Wei went was extremely dangerous, even someone as strong as Sun Wei faced constant life-threatening risks.
"Mm... I know."
Xia Shiyue looked up at him, "Why did you come back so suddenly this time?"
Sun Wei gently shook his head, smiling, "Why don’t we finish our business first? Shiyue, you have no idea how hard it has been for me, holding back all these years in the Spirit Realm."
Xia Shiyue rolled her eyes, thinking to herself, have you ever considered how hard it has been for me, living alone for years? I’ve replaced several Fairy Wands!
"How hard could it be? You don’t look like you’ve been suffering."
"You have no idea, when I see a female monkey, I think she looks pretty."
Xia Shiyue suppressed her laughter, ignoring him.
Sun Wei’s hands slid down to cup her soft waist, "Shiyue, I can’t take it anymore, let’s get things done first, okay?"
Xia Shiyue’s face flushed red, she pushed herself out of his arms, took two steps back and looked to the side, with a face of disdain, "You’re all smelly, go take a shower first."
Seeing his beautiful and delicate wife in front of him, Sun Wei’s eyes grew tender and somewhat dazed...
The Qingcheng Immortal, who stood at the pinnacle of Hua Country, exuding cold elegance and unparalleled talent, seemed at this moment like a shy young girl before him.
And only he could appreciate this side of her.
The air suddenly became quiet, gradually thickening again.
Sun Wei suddenly stepped forward, bent down, and wrapped an arm around her delicate silk-stockinged legs, boldly carrying her in his arms, then strode towards the door leading to the adjoining office.
He naturally knew that next to the office was Xia Shiyue’s resting room, where she sometimes stayed late dealing with affairs and rested there instead of going home.
In the resting room.
Sun Wei gently put down Xia Shiyue, his hands holding her fragrant shoulders, looking at her with tender eyes, almost reluctant to blink.
"Why are you looking at me?"
Xia Shiyue’s face flushed, too shy to meet his gaze. She raised her hand and used a jade finger to lift a wispy fragrant lock of hair from her ear and tuck it behind.
"Just want to look at you well. My wife is so pretty."
Xia Shiyue lightly punched his chest, "Go take a shower."
Sun Wei chuckled, suddenly pressed her shoulders down, making her sit on the edge of the bed, her hair swaying with the movement.
"Ah, don’t..."
She roughly knew what Sun Wei intended to do, ready to stop him, but before she could finish speaking, Sun Wei squatted down, cupping her legs, boldly lifting her silk-clad beautiful legs.
"Oh, my shoes aren’t off yet..."
Xia Shiyue let out a light hum, shaking off the sexy and delicate red-soled high heels on her feet herself, revealing her jade feet wrapped in transparent stockings to the air, emitting a faint exotic fragrance.
Those crystal-like toes lined up like delicate cloves, the bright red nail polish shimmering with a subtle luster, beautiful like a piece of art.
She looked at the man squatting at the bedside with an affectionate gaze, her upper body slowly leaning back, propping herself up with her jade arms, creating a better angle for him.
Sun Wei didn’t speak, his eyes burning as he started to lift her tight skirt, revealing the mysterious fragrant mound enveloped in delicate silk.
Gradually, he noticed the center of that soft fragrant mound was darkening, seemingly soaked by some liquid.
How could those two layers of thin fabric resist the thorough infiltration of love?
Just like before, by merely staring at her, she became uncontrollably flustered.
"Rip—!"
The sound of tearing fabric suddenly echoed in the room.
Sun Wei could barely restrain himself, directly ripping a fist-sized hole in the thin fabric, then indulgently pressed his face against it, resting over the lace panties already soaked by the nectar.
The lace material with hollow patterns was exceptionally soft, almost unnoticeable when wet. The tender and moist sensation penetrated the fabric, clearly sensed by him, coupled with the sweet, moist, warm, and aromatic fragrance instantly filling his nose, making him shiver with excitement all over.
He couldn’t help opening his mouth, gently prying that lace aside with a finger, then burying his face in the tuft, biting down on that sweet spot.
"Mmm... don’t!"
Despite Xia Shiyue being prepared, she couldn’t help but tremble at that moment, raising her long white neck to let out a delicate moan.
The secret garden that lay dormant for years was suddenly visited, how could she endure it?
She placed her feet on the bed, her silk-wrapped toes curled tightly, one hand backward supporting the bed surface, the other forward clutching the man’s hair, her fair jade fingers intertwining through it.
"Slurp, slurp, slurp..."
"Mmm... Ah Wei, stop..."
The Qingcheng Immortal, admired by many, for a moment became like a dying swan, softly moaning, pleading.
That gentle yet aggressive swirl and stir almost sucked her soul away every time, making her body weightless, seemingly floating up to the clouds.
Hearing the sobbing moans, the Yang Qi inside Sun Wei became more turbulent, intending to look up to observe her expression but was blocked by two peaks.
"Shiyue, feeling good?"
Xia Shiyue didn’t reply, her delicate body weakly falling backward, letting him do as he wished, seeming as if all her strength were drained.
After quite a while, she finally made a weak protest, "If you like it so much... I punish you... no sleep for you tonight."
"Alright!"
Receiving the order, Sun Wei devoted himself even more to his efforts.
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