Love after Marriage

BURNING

This kiss was different from the others, it was filled with throbbing and joy.

　　It was like a rolling wave, rushing towards the two of them, bringing with it unspeakable storm.

　　Shang Mo held the little girl in his arms tightly, kissing her from her lips to the corner of her lips, and then turning back from the corner of her lips and reaching inside her lips.

　　Sucking, nibbling, and entwining, he forcefully absorbed the sweetness from her mouth, wishing he could swallow her into his stomach.

The dim light fell on them, casting two lingering shadows. Soon, the shadows stuck together tightly, and it seemed that even the wind could not penetrate.

　　Shang Mo seemed like he couldn't kiss enough and was unwilling to leave.

　　Wen Qian felt a little short of breath from his kiss. She pushed him away with a flushed face. The next second, he held her tightly in his arms again.

　　He held her waist with one hand and pinched her jaw with the other, forcing her to raise her head so that his tongue could go deeper.

　　This kiss was very unbearable, Wen Qian felt suffocated like never before.

　　She moaned and tried to retreat from his heat, but he kissed her too hard and she had no way to avoid it.

　　There were footsteps and voices outside the door.

　　Someone said, "Where's the groom?"

　　"Brother? You were here just now." This was Shang Yun's voice.

　　"Have you seen the bride?" the man asked, suddenly changing the subject.

　　Shang Yun thought about it and it seemed like there really wasn't one. She shook her head and said, "No."

　　"Haha." The man laughed, his handsome face flickering with light and shadow, his ink-stained eyes shining brightly, "It's likely that he kidnapped the bride."

　　"Impossible." Shang Yun snorted, "Brother won't do that."

　　"Why wouldn't he?"

　　"Because he's not you."

　　"Me? What's wrong with me?" The man looked at Shang Yun with interest and licked his lower lips with the tip of his tongue. If someone else did this action, it might be very obscene, but when Qi Heng did it, it was very seductive no matter how you looked at it.

　　Those sparkling peach blossom eyes, accompanied by such cool and handsome movements, are simply amazing.

　　Shang Yun held it in for a long time before she managed to utter a word, "Don't you know what you are like?"

　　The opinions of Qi Heng in the circle are mixed. Some say that he is arrogant, unrestrained and suave, some say that he is unruly and unlearned, and some say that he is undisciplined and nothing.

　　Shang Yun only listened to the bad parts, so she had a very bad impression of Qi Heng.

　　Especially, a grown man looks better than a woman, which is adding insult to injury. Therefore, Shang Yun dislikes him very much.

　　"Ms. Shang Si, you seem to have a lot of complaints about me." Qi Heng raised his eyebrows, "Did I do anything that caused you to misunderstand?"

　　Not really. Shang Yun's social circle and work circle have no intersection with Qi Heng at all, but this does not affect her asking for him.

　　"Do I need a reason to hate someone?" Shang Yun has a pair of charming eyes. When she smiles, her eyebrows and eyes are curved like the bright moon. Even when she doesn't smile, she is still very charming.