A Sexually Happy Man [Full Text] - 26

Chapter 144 The Aphrodisiac Horn

Suddenly, darkness enveloped the car. Guo Xiaojuan opened the door, letting in the damp, chilly air of the outdoors, along with the raging rain. The atmosphere was indescribably eerie, almost as if one had encountered a ghost.

"Wu Junhan, you can't look!" Guo Xiaojuan left her seat, gently stopping beside it, and began to slowly pull down her jeans. However, the cramped space in the car made her movements difficult, making them all the more conspicuous. Having

probably held back for a long time, the sound of her releasing her juices was like a sharp sword, shooting out with a whoosh. Wu Junhan felt a surge of heat and could no longer resist. He secretly opened his eyes, eager to see how this beautiful reporter would portray this awkward moment.

A blood-splattering moment ensued: her snow-white, pink buttocks, though covered by a sweater, were fully exposed. Guo Xiaojuan leaned to one side, one foot braced against the car door, the other foot slightly off-center, her left hand holding up her jeans, her right hand gripping the door.

This action… Wu Junhan’s mind immediately filled with lust, recalling classic scenes from Japanese AVs, accompanied by the sound of rushing water, all converging into a whirlwind of desire that flooded his mind.

“Ugh…!” Suddenly, a large truck behind him honked its horn to vent its frustration, the loud noise making Wu Junhan’s eardrums ring. (Everyone knows that the horns on large trucks these days are extremely loud.)

“Ah!” Guo Xiaojuan was also startled, quickly turning over and rushing into Wu Junhan’s arms. Caught off guard, Wu Junhan hurriedly wrapped his arms around her, immediately feeling the texture of her buttocks in his hands.

Wu Junhan could only say that the horn sounded just in time. As Wu Junhan thought about it, Guo Xiaojuan stroked her round buttocks, even feeling a slight dampness. The heat emanating from her full buttocks, combined with the soft undulations, made Wu Junhan, still in his seat, reach out to close the door, otherwise the cold air inside would always seep into his body.

Guo Xiaojuan was also breathing heavily. She looked up at Wu Junhan. It was still dark, but Wu Junhan could still see her long eyelashes and her cold eyes, now half-closed as if veiled by a thin mist. A few strands of her glossy black hair, falling over her shoulders, brushed against his cheek.

"They didn't see, did they?" Guo Xiaojuan breathed softly, her voice tinged with shyness and panting. Wu Junhan casually switched on the light, and suddenly, her face appeared even more alluring, her full breasts even more mature and seductive.

Actually, Wu Junhan was even more aroused. He pressed himself tightly against her white, jade-like buttocks, his left hand gripping her soft, slender thigh. Guo Xiaojuan's deep, sexy breaths clearly indicated she hadn't yet recovered from her terror. The rain outside was pouring down harder, the world instantly becoming a river.

Guo Xiaojuan was so terrified that she forgot to pull up her pants. He thought to himself that he should really thank the truck driver.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid," Wu Junhan held Guo Xiaojuan's head in his arms, trying his best to comfort her. In fact, Wu Junhan's anxiety was growing more and more intense, coupled with the allure of Guo Xiaojuan's sexy body, Wu Junhan was on the verge of exploding.

"Mmm... hold me tight, I'm scared," Guo Xiaojuan murmured as if she were in a dream.

Wu Junhan held Guo Xiaojuan in his arms, his hands moving up to tighten his embrace. In his haste, Wu Junhan seemed to have forgotten to pull up her pants, and his hand suddenly touched a delicate piece of fabric, hanging diagonally on Guo Xiaojuan's thigh, brightly colored, highly transparent and thin. Wu Junhan's brain rushed, and his hand seemed to be drawn, involuntarily touching that moist thigh.

Guo Xiaojuan's thighs were incredibly smooth, without an ounce of excess fat. Wu Junhan couldn't resist exploring them. "Oh—oh," she gasped softly. Wu Junhan couldn't hold back any longer. He gently lifted Guo Xiaojuan's head and took her warm, soft, and elastic lips into his mouth.

Guo Xiaojuan's body twitched slightly, as if her resistance wasn't so strong. But Wu Junhan had completely abandoned his reason, greedily sucking in the sticky fluid inside, which was fragrant and delicious.

"Ugh..." With a whimper, Guo Xiaojuan's breath grew more and more rapid from her delicate nose and mouth. Her head kept shaking, as if instinctively resisting, and her fair face turned red. Wu Junhan's hand had already invaded the base of her thighs, about to advance to the final mysterious place, but at this moment, Guo Xiaojuan tightly closed her thighs and curled up, her slender hands pressing down on Wu Junhan's hand, preventing him from continuing.

Unable to continue despite the obstruction, Wu Junhan intensified his assault, conquering another high ground. He teased her tongue repeatedly, patiently sucking on her newly explored mouth. Clearly, Guo Xiaojuan was lost in passion and began to respond awkwardly. Her

high, firm breasts, concealed by her sweater, heaved violently. Wu Junhan could even feel her nipples swelling. Guo Xiaojuan had long since shed her coldness; her eyes were filled with allure, as if condensing into a thin mist. Wu Junhan felt a swelling in his groin, revealing a large shape.

Everything outside seemed to disappear; there was no sound, only the passion within the carriage. Wu Junhan was completely immersed, continuing to conquer one high ground after another with his mouth and hands.

"Mmm..." Guo Xiaojuan suddenly bit Wu Junhan's tongue, and Wu Junhan's body twitched, regaining some clarity from his lust.

"You bastard, what are you doing?" Guo Xiaojuan, startled by Wu Junhan's hand, slapped him hard across the face.

"You..." Wu Junhan's chaotic thoughts finally cleared, and he realized how intimate their actions were. In the chaos, he could clearly see her private area, though dimly lit and indistinct, it was all the more alluring.

"Pervert, what did you just do to me?" Guo Xiaojuan said angrily, wiping her mouth.

The two were still tightly pressed together, one of Guo Xiaojuan's hands still wrapped around Wu Junhan's waist, and Wu Junhan's hand seemed to be struggling down there, trying to conquer the last bastion... just one step away.

Disappointed, Wu Junhan withdrew his hand, feeling the slickness on her skin.

"Ah..." Guo Xiaojuan screamed, finally snapping out of her daze, realizing from the slap on her thigh what they had just done.

"You bastard, I'm going to kill you!" Guo Xiaojuan was in extreme rage, her face flushed red. She raised her delicate hand to scratch Wu Junhan's face, but fortunately, Wu Junhan was prepared for this kind of situation; it was experience he had accumulated over a long period.

Wu Junhan quickly grabbed her arms and pulled her into his embrace. He couldn't guarantee that this woman wouldn't go berserk and start a fight with him in the car. That would be a classic case of trying to steal a chicken but losing the rice instead, especially since he hadn't even stolen anything.

"Let go of me!" Guo Xiaojuan struggled but couldn't move, her angry voice particularly loud.

"You've misunderstood, we didn't do anything..." Wu Junhan gripped her even tighter.

"Pervert, you bastard, where was your hand just now? Do you think I'm stupid? Let go of me right now, or I'll kill you..." This tigress seemed unstoppable when she was angry, and of course, Wu Junhan was like Wu Song at this moment.

In the dim light, her full, high buttocks and long, slender legs were sometimes visible and sometimes hidden. Wu Junhan's mind was in a mess. Taking advantage of the few remaining bits of clarity in his mind, Wu Junhan reached out and pulled on her panties. They were wet, obviously because Guo Xiaojuan had rushed into Wu Junhan's arms in fear while relieving herself, wetting them and finally covering her private parts. Then he pulled up her pants to cover her private parts. Wu Junhan couldn't guarantee what he would do if he lost his mind.

Throughout the process, Guo Xiaojuan moved like a puppet, her body twisting and turning at Wu Junhan's movements, until he helped her put on her pants. Although neither of them had fully regained their senses, their long-suppressed moral compass prevailed. Wu Junhan's desire subsided somewhat, but Guo Xiaojuan clung to him even tighter. Wu Junhan didn't know if she was acquiescing or conveying some message, but he felt the pent-up desire within him was about to overflow.

His groin was bulging, a soft spot pressing against it. Guo Xiaojuan seemed even hotter now; she bit her lip tightly, her breathing quickening, clearly also thinking about something.

Outside the car window, the autumn rain pattered, an endless rainy night. In this situation, I endured, and endured again, until finally I couldn't hold back any longer. Wu Junhan's hand unconsciously continued to stroke Guo Xiaojuan's back. "

He's just comforting me," Guo Xiaojuan thought, her physical resistance weak and negligible, as if she too was secretly yearning for a moment of passion. Wu Junhan's hand had slipped under the sweater, caressing the girl's smooth skin. Perhaps because she was a reporter who was often out and about, Guo Xiaojuan's waist was very flexible.

Guo Xiaojuan still didn't resist violently. Wu Junhan's hand continued its journey, feeling the strange stimulation, slowly climbing upwards, laboriously advancing through the gap between them, like an athlete climbing Mount Everest, leaving a mark with every step.

Under the light, Wu Junhan saw that Guo Xiaojuan was still biting her lip tightly, lowering her head even further, almost touching his pectoral muscles.

With the final step, success in sight, Wu Junhan's hand couldn't help but quicken its movements, reaching the climax, grasping that firm, white breast, kneading it.

"Oh...don't...do this," Guo Xiaojuan finally raised her head, feeling her breasts being ravaged, she could no longer hold back, softly crying out, her hands also covering herself with the sweater, her body struggling, her alluring body rubbing against Wu Junhan's heat.

Ignoring her pleas, Wu Junhan felt as if his body was being scalded, a strange sensation spreading from his lower abdomen. He lowered his head again and kissed her delicate red lips.

"Ugh...please...no, we can't..." Guo Xiaojuan murmured through her sweet lips.

He casually turned off the car lights, creating a quiet atmosphere. The car was silent once more; silence spoke volumes, and both could feel each other's hot breath.

They were now in direct contact, completely naked. Wu Junhan's movements were more direct, once again reaching her firm breasts, bringing a full, warm sensation. The strange stimulation made Guo Xiaojuan tremble. If she had resisted before, now she only moved slightly.

He fondled her full, curvaceous breasts through her bra, plucking the red nipples. "It hurts," Guo Xiaojuan uttered indistinct words, clearly experiencing a mixture of pain and shyness. Her body rubbed against Wu Junhan's chest, her eyes tightly closed, writhing and struggling in his arms, letting out soft moans of unbearable pleasure.

Wu Junhan released Guo Xiaojuan's mouth, his tongue tracing a path up her smooth cheek, kissing her nose, teasing and sucking with his own hot tongue. Then, he began a wider assault, moving downwards to kiss her cool neck. The temperature in the car suddenly rose. Wu Junhan slowly lifted her sweater, pulling it over her breasts.

"No—don't!" Guo Xiaojuan twisted her body, turning her head to try and escape Wu Junhan's clutches.

Wu Junhan knew Guo Xiaojuan was completely intoxicated, only retaining a shred of reserve. He opened his mouth and licked Guo Xiaojuan's cherry lips, his tongue slipping inside to stop her from speaking, teasing her with a "squeak" sound as their tongues intertwined.

Guo Xiaojuan, held captive by Wu Junhan, no longer shook her head or struggled, clinging tightly to him. Wu Junhan made her half-upright, pulling her thin sweater up to her chest, caressing her full, delicate breasts, and lowering his head to suckle the round, red nipples. The delicate nipples emitted a slightly sour smell of sweat and the sweet fragrance unique to virgins, intensely stimulating Wu Junhan's senses. Wu Junhan gently bit the soft, tender tips with his teeth, making a soft, rustling sound.

Chapter 145: Enchanting Night in the Rain

. Wu Junhan's hands tightly gripped Guo Xiaojuan's slender waist, his palms caressing her full buttocks, his face close to her breasts, gently nibbling at her round, smooth, full breasts.

"Ugh... Wu Junhan, we can't do this..." Guo Xiaojuan's small mouth let out low sobs, whether it was resistance or shyness, her body struggled in Wu Junhan's arms like a slippery water snake. But her hands tightly gripped Wu Junhan's clothes.

Wu Junhan licked her sexy body, his mouth seemingly drooling, with a lingering affection, leaving a blush on her skin. At this moment, the sweater fell down, covering her head, and suddenly she was blinded. Wu Junhan could only explore inside, sucking the faint scent of milk.

His left hand continued to slide down, tracing the beautiful curves of her body over her flat stomach, unbuckling her belt and once again finding that secret place. After groping around inside, Guo Xiaojuan's thigh suddenly trembled as if she had been electrocuted.

"No... no, Wu Junhan, take your hand out..." Guo Xiaojuan hurriedly reached out and pressed down, refusing to let Wu Junhan continue.

Wu Junhan knew it was her last shred of reason acting up. Ignoring Guo Xiaojuan's pleas, he continued to lick her full breasts, his teeth gently biting and nibbling at the small red nipples.

"Ah..." Guo Xiaojuan's hands tightly embraced Wu Junhan's head, letting out soft moans, her voice alluring. Wu Junhan pushed open the buttons on her jeans, but Guo Xiaojuan gripped the leg tightly, preventing Wu Junhan's hand from entering. In this half-hearted struggle, he gently intruded, beginning a new journey.

Under Wu Junhan's insistence, that last bit of restraint slowly crumbled, like the torment before a fleeting moment of bloom. Although the blossoming was only a brief instant, the waiting was incredibly intense. Finally, the loose jeans were pulled down to her knees, and Wu Junhan's hand slid across her lower abdomen again, teasing her secret place through her thin panties.

"Wu Junhan, you can't do this...we're nothing to each other," Guo Xiaojuan's voice was hoarse as she gripped her sweater tightly, freeing Wu Junhan's head and preventing him from ravaging her.

Wu Junhan raised his head and kissed her fragrant tongue, stopping her from continuing. "Ugh..." Looking at Guo Xiaojuan's charming beauty, Wu Junhan was like a man possessed, his hands continuing their ravages below.

"Thump..." With a heavy sound, one of Guo Xiaojuan's shoes was removed by Wu Junhan, revealing a snow-white cotton sock.

Wu Junhan grabbed Guo Xiaojuan's small, beautiful foot and played with it, then continued to pull down her jeans. Unbeknownst to her, Guo Xiaojuan's resistance intensified. In the struggle and defense, her territory was gradually breached, and one leg of her jeans had already been pulled down. Although it was dark all around, the jade-like color of her sexy thigh was still vaguely visible.

Guo Xiaojuan, who had been leaning against Wu Junhan, gradually turned towards him. Wu Junhan could feel the pressure of her expanding chest. She was now like a wild horse with reins, trying to cry out but being silenced by his mouth; trying to remove his large hands but unable to muster any strength.

Wu Junhan relentlessly stimulated every sensitive spot on Guo Xiaojuan's full body, from her long thighs to her shapely buttocks encased in thin panties. Little by little, a surge of moisture welled up…

“Xiaojuan, you’re so beautiful…” Wu Junhan whispered softly, one arm around her body.

Guo Xiaojuan was already lost in passion, and amidst the sound of raindrops hitting the car, her voice was tender and lingering: “Wu Junhan, I like you, but we can’t do this, we’re moving too fast…”

Wu Junhan’s heart stirred. He hadn’t expected that Guo Xiaojuan would unknowingly leave her mark on his heart. This was something Wu Junhan hadn’t anticipated. I don't recall the two having much contact; the few times they did meet seemed to end badly.

Wu Junhan flipped Guo Xiaojuan's body over, making her straddle his lap, raising and spreading her snow-white thighs.

"Ugh!" Guo Xiaojuan's body trembled, immediately realizing what Wu Junhan was about to do. She frantically pushed against his chest, trying to break free from his lap. "Wu Junhan, we can't continue, or I won't be able to hold back..."

Guo Xiaojuan cried out repeatedly, her snow-white legs kicking wildly on the seat. Her body was completely out of control in Wu Junhan's arms, her eyes wide, her brows furrowed, making her incredibly endearing.

"No... Wu Junhan, you... can't go too far." Guo Xiaojuan shyly twisted her body, trying to back away from Wu Junhan's hands. Wu Junhan held her tightly, his face pressed against hers, the warm breath from her delicate nose tickling his neck. The swaying of her body intensely stimulated him. Wu Junhan's hands, ravaging her lower body, couldn't resist pulling down her delicate panties.

In the repeated attempts to defend himself, Wu Junhan finally released himself, pressing tightly against Guo Xiaojuan, savoring the fleeting wetness. Surprisingly, Guo Xiaojuan also sensed the impending final moment, her body frozen in place, seemingly responding to Wu Junhan's movements.
Wu Junhan didn't think much; in fact, in this state, he had no other thoughts. His mind was completely consumed by lust, pressing tightly against Guo Xiaojuan's body, their broad chests pressed together.

Feeling a slight barrier, Wu Junhan thrust forward, like a tide overflowing its banks. In an instant, all the flowers bloomed, all the lust like fine wine in a cup, brewing its rich aroma, spilling into the boundless night of passion. The wind grew stronger, the rain heavier, and a captivating cry echoed through the air, piercing everything, as if tearing through the darkness, rushing towards another shore…

Wu Junhan also quieted down. Guo Xiaojuan's hands gripped Wu Junhan's arm tightly, her fingers already digging into his flesh. The two remained motionless in this position.

It took Wu Junhan a long time to come back to his senses. Desire surged through him again. Looking up, he saw Guo Xiaojuan with her head tilted back, her eyes glistening with tears, a mixture of disappointment and excitement. Wu Junhan kissed her cheek,

licking at the delicate red seeds. "Hoo..." Guo Xiaojuan also let out a soft breath. Beneath her long eyelashes, her eyes appeared even more hazy, and her glistening tears, like diamonds in the night sky, momentarily sparkled, like a newly blooming rose, greeted by the beautiful morning sun with dew.

Finally, her body moved slightly, and her hand loosened a little. Wu Junhan knew that Guo Xiaojuan had recovered, so he slowly moved his body, gently sending waves of increasingly intense tremors across her beautiful body…

The night was sobbing… Guo Xiaojuan's flushed face was almost completely buried in Wu Junhan's chest, her slender fingers tightly gripping my arm, almost fainting…

The rain was getting heavier, and the passion in the carriage gradually subsided. With a soft moan, everything fell silent, only the darkness of the night wandering outside, the wind carrying the sounds into the distance, telling the story of what had just happened…

Wu Junhan's suit jacket was tightly wrapped around Guo Xiaojuan's body. The temperature in the carriage had long surpassed the body temperature of both of them, so the night was not cold, and Wu Junhan soon fell asleep as well.

Morning was naturally the most exciting time. Wu Junhan looked up at the car window. It was just getting light, and the fog had eased somewhat. He could vaguely see the shadows of some cars around him. The rain seemed to still be falling, but it had lessened considerably.

Wu Junhan looked down at Guo Xiaojuan and found her wrapped around his waist, staring at him with wide eyes. The two were tightly embracing, still clinging to each other from the previous night.

"You...you're awake." Guo Xiaojuan blushed, as if sensing something, and quickly let go, trying to break free from Wu Junhan's embrace. Wu Junhan also woke up and hugged her smooth buttocks again, preventing her from escaping.

"Did you sleep well last night?" Wu Junhan asked softly.

"Mmm...I slept very well, can you let go of me?" Guo Xiaojuan's face was as beautiful as a peach blossom, her head pressed tightly against Wu Junhan's chest, exuding shyness.

Feeling the swelling inside, Guo Xiaojuan couldn't help but frown, feeling a slight pain. She said softly, "Wu Junhan, take it out, I...I'll get dressed. It's already dawn, what if someone comes..."

Guo Xiaojuan woke up before Wu Junhan, and Wu Junhan believed that she must have gone through an emotional struggle before he woke up, which was why she hadn't pressed him for details. But she didn't seem to have fully adjusted to the loss of her virginity, and was now filled with indescribable shyness and panic.

Wu Junhan ignored her words, pulled her head up, and kissed her luscious red lips again. "Oh," Guo Xiaojuan didn't have time to speak before Wu Junhan penetrated her deeply.

Her hands began to tremble, then explored Wu Junhan's back. Women experiencing sex for the first time are very sensitive, and with just a few movements, Guo Xiaojuan was aroused again.

"It hurts, no more, Wu Junhan!" The trauma from last night hadn't healed, and feeling Wu Junhan's movements, Guo Xiaojuan hurriedly pushed me away and said.

"It's okay, Xiaojuan, it'll be over soon." Wu Junhan continued to kiss her.

Under Wu Junhan's tenderness, she gradually forgot the pain from before and slowly responded. "Mmm..." A sweet and delicate moan seeped from between her pearly teeth, like heavenly music.

At first, Wu Junhan only lightly touched the surface, but then, accompanied by Guo Xiaojuan's cries, he began to thrust, gently stimulating every sense on her tender flesh. I knew this was Guo Xiaojuan's second time since regaining consciousness, and she had just been traumatized; if it went on too long, she wouldn't be able to withstand it. So, I waited for Guo Xiaojuan

's passion to erupt before releasing myself. They finished together, reaching the other side of desire. Guo Xiaojuan's body trembled, experiencing the most intense orgasm of her life. She cried out and collapsed into Wu Junhan's arms, her legs, which had been tightly wrapped around him, relaxing.

After a while, her breathing became steady, and her eyes held a shimmering light, indescribably alluring.

"Let me get up, let me wipe myself... it's so uncomfortable down there..." Guo Xiaojuan said softly.

"Let me serve you, wife," Wu Junhan subtly changed his form of address.

"No, I can't, we..." Guo Xiaojuan resisted incoherently, but her small hands were powerless.

Ignoring Guo Xiaojuan's resistance, Wu Junhan gently turned her body, letting her sit sideways in his lap.

Wu Junhan's pants were also stained with marks, testament to last night's pleasure. Guo Xiaojuan's smooth thighs bore the marks of her virginity, staining them a peach-red hue.

Wu Junhan's blood boiled at the sight. He grabbed some toilet paper, gently rubbed it against her skin, and couldn't help but laugh.

"Serves you right for laughing, you bastard! You're really smug this time." Guo Xiaojuan punched Wu Junhan's chest, then suddenly her brows furrowed.

"What's wrong? Does it still hurt?" Wu Junhan quickly asked.

"You put...it inside me both times! What if I get pregnant?" Guo Xiaojuan suddenly panicked, grabbing a wad of toilet paper and wiping herself.

"Silly girl, it's okay."

The two fell silent again. After all, this had been unexpected for both of them; neither had imagined that they would have sex here.

Chapter 146 Passion Rekindled

Guo Xiaojuan, wrapped in a large sweater, her high, firm breasts appeared unusually full, outlining the rounded curves of her plump hips, concealing the tightly closed, blushing vulva below, a sight that stirred the heart. Her ivory-like legs were slightly cold, still bearing the traces of last night's frenzy. A section of cotton sock, almost kicked off, clung to her flawless calves, adding to her allure.

Guo Xiaojuan, a virgin, couldn't hide the springtime bliss on her face, at the corners of her mouth and brows. Wu Junhan's heart surged again, neither time quite reaching his goal.

“You’re pressing against me…” Guo Xiaojuan naturally knew what she was sitting on and quickly shifted her body.

“Don’t move!” Wu Junhan hugged Guo Xiaojuan tightly, not daring to let her continue rubbing against him. Strangely enough, even compared to Guo Junli, Wu Junhan’s impulsive feelings weren’t as pronounced, but he always felt a very strong masculine desire to conquer Guo Xiaojuan. This wasn’t just because Guo Xiaojuan always had a haughty look on her face, but also because of her status. Making love with a beautiful reporter gave him a perverse sense of accomplishment; perhaps every man had this thought.

Guo Xiaojuan’s face turned even redder after hearing Wu Junhan’s words, but she didn’t dare to move, just nestled in Wu Junhan’s arms, pressed against him.

“Thump…” Unexpectedly, his stomach suddenly made a discordant sound at this moment, and Wu Junhan realized that the two of them hadn’t eaten for two meals.

“Are you hungry?” Wu Junhan asked, trying to suppress his embarrassment.

“Nonsense, you’re the one who’s hungry.” Guo Xiaojuan said softly.

“But there are still no cars passing by.” Looking out the car window, the rain still hadn’t stopped.

"Let me... let me put my pants on first," Guo Xiaojuan suddenly said.

Wu Junhan then noticed their state, released her hand, and Guo Xiaojuan stood up, frantically pulling up her pants, failing to fasten the belt several times in her panic.

Just as Guo Xiaojuan was about to step into the passenger seat, Wu Junhan reached out and pulled her, causing her to lose her balance and fall back into his lap.

"Ouch..." she frowned, her injury clearly not yet healed.

Wu Junhan gently kissed Guo Xiaojuan's cheek; she only slightly struggled, contentedly nestled in his arms. Neither of them mentioned how to handle the situation, both trying to share the last bit of sweetness.

Wu Junhan really didn't know how to bring it up. Psychologically, Wu Junhan naturally wouldn't abandon Guo Xiaojuan, but now he hesitated, unsure of what the women in his family would think; they weren't prepared at all.

Around noon, the highway finally reopened, and Wu Junhan and his companion began their journey back to the city. The first thing they did was take Guo Xiaojuan home. Upon arriving, Wu Junhan told her to lie down on the bed while he busied himself in the kitchen.

After a while, Wu Junhan gently opened the door. Guo Xiaojuan was lying on the bed, staring blankly. She glanced at Wu Junhan as he entered. Wu Junhan brought in two dishes and placed them in her hands.

Perhaps due to extreme hunger, Guo Xiaojuan didn't refuse and began to eat heartily. As she ate, her hand slowed and stopped. "This morning in the car, I really wanted to kill you, you bastard," Guo Xiaojuan said inexplicably.

"Xiaojuan, you won't!" Wu Junhan thought. Now that they were both like this, she still…

"Will you take responsibility for me?" Guo Xiaojuan suddenly asked again.

"Yes!" Wu Junhan replied without hesitation, his face showing sincerity. He had to make his stance clear at this moment; he had to take responsibility for what he had done.

"How can you take responsibility? Like with General Manager Liu and the others? What can you give them? What can you give me?" Guo Xiaojuan rattled off another string of questions.

"Guo Xiaojuan, do you love me?" Wu Junhan interrupted her, staring intently into her eyes.

"No," she replied, turning her head to the left, avoiding Wu Junhan's gaze.

Wu Junhan knew she was lying. He remembered reading in a book that women often turn their heads to the left when they lie, as a way of concealing their lies.

Since she loved him, things were much easier. Wu Junhan tried his best to sound sincere: "Xiaojuan, I actually thought it over in the kitchen just now. It's all my fault. No matter how well I explain, it can't cover up the fact that I violated you without your permission. So now I'm leaving the decision to you. If you want me to turn myself in, I'll do it right away."

Hearing that Wu Junhan didn't try to excuse himself but instead took the initiative to admit his mistake, Guo Xiaojuan was surprised and didn't know what to say: "You really think so? You're going to turn yourself in?"

"Really," Wu Junhan's expression darkened, "Although I've fallen for you a little now, I always feel like I'm not good enough for you. So what happened last night, although it was an accident, I want to say that I absolutely don't regret it. If I had to do it again, I would still do it." Wu Junhan looked at Guo Xiaojuan again, his words resolute and without a trace of hypocrisy.

"Who wants to hear you say that? What do you think I should do?" Guo Xiaojuan's tone wasn't so cold anymore.

Seeing her confusion, Wu Junhan didn't dare bring up the topic of being with the other women again, as it was inappropriate at this moment. He said, "Let's put these things aside for now and give each other some time to think."

Time is the best healer, and he believed Guo Xiaojuan would gradually calm down.

"Okay," she nodded, but her face remained frosty. Wu Junhan didn't dare to hug her now; he absolutely dared not provoke Guo Xiaojuan at this moment.

Unconsciously, Guo Xiaojuan was already leaning against Wu Junhan's chest.

Wu Junhan couldn't help but lift Guo Xiaojuan's head and kiss her hot red lips, filling his mouth with her fragrance.

"Mmm..." Guo Xiaojuan was caught off guard, suddenly overwhelmed by Wu Junhan's advances.

"Wu Junhan, we shouldn't do this..." Guo Xiaojuan pushed him away abruptly, then quickly sat up, trying to escape.

Wu Junhan didn't continue, simply staring at her. Guo Xiaojuan froze, a flicker of panic and nervousness crossing her rosy face. Wu Junhan sighed, put his arm around her shoulder again, and they sat together.

"What are you doing? Don't do this, Wu Junhan!" Guo Xiaojuan's voice was weak, sounding like a reluctant acceptance. She shifted slightly, seemingly wanting to escape again.

Wu Junhan looked at Guo Xiaojuan with loving eyes, sizing up this beautiful woman. At first, Guo Xiaojuan could meet Wu Junhan's gaze, but she quickly lowered her head, gently bringing her lips closer. Guo Xiaojuan became even more flustered, instinctively wanting to refuse. Her soft hands pressed against Wu Junhan's chest, and he could feel the trembling within.

In that instant of contact, Guo Xiaojuan's eyes closed, but her hands remained firmly pressed against Wu Junhan's chest. He could clearly feel her rapid breathing; her full, firm breasts under her sweater heaved like inflated balloons.

The sweet aroma filled her mouth, and Guo Xiaojuan's ears burned. Her body felt extremely awkward. Wu Junhan grabbed her soft, jade-like hands, preventing her from moving any further. Ignoring her movements, Wu Junhan continued kissing her, his arms tightly around her, caressing her slender waist.

Guo Xiaojuan, her body assaulted, felt both shy and anxious. Her body continued to twist, but gradually the intensity subsided. Although her mouth still tried to avoid Wu Junhan's kisses, it was slightly open, welcoming his advances. Wu Junhan held Guo Xiaojuan's body tightly, until finally they lost their balance, and Guo Xiaojuan's delicate body fell onto the bed beneath me…

In the entanglement of ice and fire, Wu Junhan's hands had already reached her breasts, kneading them slowly at first, then faster. "Wu Junhan, no…" she weakly resisted again.

Wu Junhan ignored her resistance, his hands continuing to explore, feeling the swelling, caressing the smooth surface. Knowing she couldn't stop him, Guo Xiaojuan gradually loosened her grip, grabbing Wu Junhan's back and feeling their heat.

Not satisfied with just her pajamas, Wu Junhan's hand slipped inside, grasping her full breasts. The two rolled around in the blankets, Wu Junhan's hands once again splitting, moving up and down.

Following the smooth lower abdomen upwards from the inside, Guo Xiaojuan nervously clenched her fists and pleaded, "No, Wu Junhan, no more."

Through the last shred of clothing, he continued to explore her new territory, feeling the heat at the base of her thighs. Guo Xiaojuan was now also filled with desire, her resistance growing weaker. Wu Junhan could sense her change in mood and quickened his pace.

Gently unbuttoning her nightgown, Guo Xiaojuan cooperated by extending her arms, finally reaching her blouse. Her rosy breasts were fully displayed before Wu Junhan, soft and firm, full of elasticity. Smooth as silk, the pink tips of her erect, snow-white breasts trembled.

Wu Junhan couldn't resist kissing them, taking her hardened nipples into his mouth and gently grinding them with his teeth.

"No, Wu Junhan..." This was the first time Guo Xiaojuan had been attacked like this by Wu Junhan; her desire was aroused, and she let out a whimper.

Under constant teasing, Guo Xiaojuan's body went limp. Before she could react, Wu Junhan had already removed her lower garments, looking at her with loving eyes. It was the first time Wu Junhan had seen Guo Xiaojuan's naked body, although they had already been intimate the previous night.

Wu Junhan looked at this lovely girl with pity. Guo Xiaojuan, seeing no movement from Wu Junhan, didn't know what was happening. She quickly opened her eyes, which had been tightly closed in embarrassment, and saw Wu Junhan looking at her. She quickly turned her head away, burying her face in the pillow, not daring to look at Wu Junhan.

Wu Junhan turned her head back and kissed her lips again. Guo Xiaojuan, who had been clutching the sheet, suddenly stretched out her hand and tightly hugged Wu Junhan's neck, entwining with him.

Guo Xiaojuan's body was beautiful. Holding her full breasts in my hands, I could clearly feel their firmness and elasticity. A fine layer of fragrant sweat had seeped from her delicate nipples, condensing on her slightly trembling, tender breasts, making them smooth to the touch.

Guo Xiaojuan showed no intention of resistance. Wu Junhan bent his knees, his head lowering, his tongue sliding down her neck, kissing her all the way to her rosy nipples.

Guo Xiaojuan awoke from her ecstasy, looking at Wu Junhan's actions with shyness. Overwhelmed by the strange, fresh stimulation on her chest, she completely lost her will to resist, tightly embracing Wu Junhan.

Soon, they both reached climax. Guo Xiaojuan's hands remained tightly around Wu Junhan, full of tenderness. I knew our relationship had taken another step forward.

That evening, when they were about to part, since she hadn't returned to the villa for two days, Wu Junhan suddenly embraced Guo Xiaojuan, his lips aggressively covering her red breasts.

"Ugh..." Guo Xiaojuan reacted, frantically grabbing Wu Junhan's neck, responding fiercely, as if trying to suck the last breath from his lungs.

After a long while,

"I'm leaving. Can I come see you again?" Wu Junhan asked, opening the door.

"Yes," Guo Xiaojuan finally nodded.

All I can say is that every woman who's with me is unique, Wu Junhan thought to himself as he drove alone. Suddenly, he remembered something else; he hadn't been home for two days, and now…

Chapter 147 The Wives' Army

The weather was getting colder, the weather was changing. It was October, and the nights were already getting chilly. Wu Junhan knocked on the door, his face beaming with the sweetest smile, to greet his wives…

“Why are you so late? I've been waiting for you for ages!” Sure enough, Chen Yu was sitting on the sofa, looking at Wu Junhan with a dark expression.

“Wife,” Wu Junhan was filled with emotion, hugging Chen Yu tightly, placing her on his lap, and kissing her.

“Husband!… Mmm…” Chen Yu was about to say something when Wu Junhan cut her off.

“Hey, hey, don't treat us like wooden dolls. Besides, there are minors here; don't let them corrupt you,” Liu Yating said, holding Xiao Nianhan beside her.

Hearing that Wu Junhan had returned, the women all came out of the house. Yang Huilin looked at him with concern and asked directly, "Why are you back so late?"

"Something came up," Wu Junhan said, kissing each of them on the cheek, not even sparing the two little ones. The little one with stubble giggled.

"Wife, I love you so much," Wu Junhan said affectionately.

"Tell me, are you going to bring another woman home?" Chen Yu's face darkened immediately.

"Hmph," Lin Yan frowned as well.

"Honey, no way, we just agreed to let Rou Rou, Ling Ling, and Qian Qian come back..." Bai Fengzhen was also a little surprised.

"Little Nianhan, do you think your dad is a womanizer?" Yang Fang said, holding the little one's hand.

"Wow!" Little Nianhan actually nodded and patted his mouth. "Stop...stop it all!" Wu Junhan quickly stopped the women, seeing them talking incessantly. "My dear wives, I'll confess, please listen to me." He then recounted his affair with Guo Xiaojuan. " Husband..." Qiu Mengyan said.

" My wives, please listen to me slowly, okay?" Wu Junhan quickly stopped them, seeing they were about to launch into another passionate speech, and began to carefully explain the intricacies of the situation. "Was that girl pretty?" Lan Lan asked. "Of course she was pretty, otherwise, would husband have pursued her?" Lu Caiyi quickly replied. "How could he not be like husband? Would he let a pretty girl go to someone else?" Zhang Linglong summarized. "Why do I sound so much like a stallion?" Wu Junhan said with a mournful face. "You are..." The women finally relaxed. "Then I'll show you what a stallion is like, tonight no one can escape!" Looking at the room full of women of all shapes and sizes, Wu Junhan felt a surge of pride. Before Liu Yating could react, he had already pulled her into his arms. "Ugh! " Liu Yating struggled fiercely. "What are you doing? What are you doing, you big pervert? Are you serious? Don't corrupt the children." Mona hurriedly covered Xiao Mengji's eyes: "Go into the bedroom quickly." "Come on, Meiqi, let's go inside first..." Wu Junhan said, reaching out to pull Liu Meiqi. "Dream on!" Liu Meiqi's body suddenly darted away, and before Wu Junhan could react, she had already escaped from his arms. "Honey, hurry up and take a shower, it's getting late," Liu Meiqi said, pushing Wu Junhan away. "Who's coming in to scrub my back?" Wu Junhan looked at these exquisite women and said with a smile, "I have a reward for you, I guarantee she'll be well-fed." "Xiaojing, hurry up and go in, let your husband feed you in there." "Hua Xianglan also called out. "I'm not going," Xie Jing's face also began to turn red. The pool was already filled with boiling water, steaming hot. Wu Junhan slipped into the pool and looked at the spacious bathroom. Wu Junhan felt a little proud. His entire "women's army" had worked together to plan the bathroom, and the space was nearly 100 square meters. Now it seemed like it was definitely worth the money. As Wu Junhan was thinking, the door suddenly opened, and Liu Yating walked in wearing a nightgown. "Why aren't you washing? What are you thinking about?" Liu Yating walked up to Wu Junhan and asked softly. Liu Yating's nightgown fluttered, almost covering Wu Junhan's head. Wu Junhan couldn't help but lift it up with both hands to see what was inside. "You're being so clumsy again," Liu Yating blushed and slapped Wu Junhan to let go.

“There’s nothing I can do, Ya Ting, you’re becoming more and more feminine,” Wu Junhan couldn’t help but say. “Don’t you find the air in here stuffy? Take off your pajamas, give me a back rub, let’s take a bath

together.” “Mmm,” Liu Ya Ting obediently took off her silk pajamas, revealing her voluptuous body. Her alluring breasts rose and fell with her breath, perfectly showcasing her beautiful curves. Her light red bra only covered her thighs, revealing a section of her full, glossy skin. She replied, “You’re becoming more and more feminine, and I’m almost thirty!”

Liu Ya Ting’s words contained a lot of emotion. It could be said that she had watched Wu Junhan grow up. Although Wu Junhan hadn’t noticed, the thing women fear most is getting old, but under Wu Junhan’s dual cultivation, this was difficult to achieve. It’s just that Wu Junhan hadn’t told them, so they didn’t know it now.

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Wu Junhan stood up, removed the last bit of restraint from Liu Yating, and carried her into the water. "Your skin is like cream now." Wu Junhan touched her plumpness and joked, "Especially here, it's getting more and more intense."

"You're so indecent," Liu Yating hugged Wu Junhan's neck and chuckled softly, like an older sister. This was the difference between Liu Yating and her other wives; she was never too excited.

"Let me scrub your back," Wu Junhan said, his hands starting to move again.

"Don't scrub me, I'll do it," Liu Yating's hands began to move gently over Wu Junhan's body. Her jade-like hands were like water snakes, and soon they aroused the desire in Wu Junhan, which began to slowly erupt, revealing its true nature in the water.

"When are you going to have Xiao Juan move over?" Liu Yating poured some shower gel and evenly applied it to Wu Junhan's body, not even missing the most private parts.

“Let’s wait a few more days,” Wu Junhan groaned comfortably. “Her inner conflict hasn’t been completely resolved yet, so we can only wait.”

“How could this be?” Liu Yating looked up at Wu Junhan strangely, unsure of what he meant.

“I’ll have a proper talk with her next time.” After saying that, Wu Junhan sincerely took Liu Yating’s hand and said, “Thank you. If it weren’t for you, this family might be in complete chaos.”

“What nonsense are you talking about?” Liu Yating leaned against Wu Junhan’s chest, and the two of them soaked in the pool together. “Our family is already struggling, but thankfully the sisters are all quite forgiving, so nothing serious has happened. Let’s not talk about this… How about I give you a massage?”

“Sister Wang, you know how to massage?” This was the first time Wu Junhan had heard of this.

"Well, I've been doing some research at home these past few days, learning from online tutorials."

"Really? Using me as a guinea pig?"

"Exactly!" Liu Yating inadvertently revealed a girlish side: "There's no bed here... so you'll have to crawl on the floor."

"Let's go back to the room for a massage," Wu Junhan said, looking at Liu Yating with a wry smile.

"Hurry up!" Liu Yating pulled Wu Junhan out

of the bathtub. The floor was clean, so Wu Junhan had no choice but to lie down. Liu Yating knelt on Wu Junhan's lap and began massaging his back. Wu Junhan could feel her four fingers together, thumb apart, her hands grasping his shoulder blades, circling them—it felt incredibly comfortable.

"Yating, it really works!" Wu Junhan felt his nerves begin to relax.

"Of course, I spent half a day learning breast enhancement massage online," Liu Yating said proudly.

"What?" Wu Junhan's mind went blank.

"Fang'er asked me to look up how to massage for breast enhancement."

Wu Junhan's eyes lit up. What was all this about?

"Just kidding. You work hard all day, and then you have so much to do when you get home. It's necessary to relax properly. I secretly learned this from a massage therapist online." Liu Yating's hands sometimes pushed and sometimes gently stroked, sliding down Wu Junhan's back and finally reaching his buttocks.

"This... what's going on?" Wu Junhan suddenly felt a frequent urge to urinate, and his words became incoherent.

"The doctor said that regular massage of the sphincter muscles helps improve kidney function and prevent premature kidney aging."

"But you're making me feel uncomfortable!" His lower abdomen was burning, as if it was about to burst, but Liu Yating's hands kept rubbing it, and Wu Junhan became more and more excited with each massage.

"Turn around," Liu Yating whispered.

Seeing Wu Junhan's posture, Liu Yating blushed instantly. Her hands continued to press on Wu Junhan's chest. Wu Junhan felt very comfortable and closed his burning eyes. After all, he couldn't interfere with Liu Yating's earnest massage. Liu Yating's hands eventually returned to their destination.

Suddenly, Wu Junhan felt a warm sensation and quickly opened his eyes. He saw Liu Yating with her head down, her hair brushing against his skin.

Liu Yating's eyes were alluring, like flowing light.

"Let me massage you too," Wu Junhan said, pulling Liu Yating's body into his arms. Of course, Wu Junhan pressed and caressed her. Soon, Liu Yating's body began to tremble, and her eyes shone with excitement.

Liu Yating's hair was thrown back, and she tried her best to thrust her full breasts forward. Her legs wrapped around Wu Junhan's waist, rubbing against his body.

Wu Junhan pressed tightly against Liu Yating's body, pressing hotly against her, lowering his head, his tongue swirling around.

"Hoo..." Liu Yating exhaled slowly, her arms tightly wrapped around Wu Junhan's neck, her head lowered, her eyes closed.

"Why did you think of sneaking off alone?" Wu Junhan, holding Liu Yating, prepared to carry her out.

"Don't move," Liu Yating stopped him.

"What's wrong?"

"Let's spend some time alone," Liu Yating said, burying her head in Wu Junhan's chest.

Wu Junhan felt a pang of indifference. They had so little time alone together; he hadn't taken good care of the women in his family, almost never having time alone with them.

He realized the unspoken meaning in Liu Yating's words: living in such a large family required learning to be tolerant, not to be jealous, and sometimes to consider others' feelings. That's why they rarely suggested spending time alone with him, afraid of upsetting the other women.

Wu Junhan felt gratified for his women and guilty for his own carelessness. Yes, every woman needs care. They had given so much for him; Wu Junhan needed to put himself in their shoes.

They had never asked for much; perhaps all they needed was some private space to enhance their romance.

"What are you thinking about?" Liu Yating asked Wu Junhan.

"I'm wondering if you've eaten enough!"

"You're so silly!" Liu Yating rolled her eyes at Wu Junhan.

"What's your biggest wish?" Wu Junhan thought that perhaps he could surprise Liu Yating in a few days.

"My biggest wish is for my husband to love us well," Liu Yating said affectionately, gazing at Wu Junhan.

"Of course," Wu Junhan replied firmly.

"Husband, I love you!" Liu Yating said sweetly.

Chapter 148 Becoming a Father Again

Wu Junhan followed the usual order, this time it was Dongfang Bing's turn. After two days apart, Dongfang Bing's body was even more alluring. After a passionate kiss, Dongfang Bing moved her body in response, welcoming the impending heat. However, Wu Junhan didn't continue; instead, he rolled over and embraced Dongfang Bing.

"Husband, what are you doing?" Dongfang Bing looked at Wu Junhan with confusion.

Wu Junhan ignored her, lifted Dongfang Bing off the bed, and placed her hands on the edge of the bed, her beautiful buttocks raised high. Dongfang Bing's face immediately turned red. "Husband, put me down quickly, they're all here..."

This question was naturally no problem for Wu Junhan. Wu Junhan's hand slowly moved down, entering the secret place, seeking more pleasure.

Sure enough, Dongfang Bing couldn't hold back for long, her body began to twist. Perhaps to resist, one of her jade-like hands also reached down to Wu Junhan's lower body, grasping his hardness.

Wu Junhan immediately mounted her, and they went wild in the darkness.

Unconsciously, Dongfang Bing's moans and cries began to increase, stimulating the senses of the other women. Lan Lan next to her couldn't bear it either, pressing her ample breasts against my back, rubbing them hotly against me...

With a long cry, Wu Junhan thrust hard, and Dongfang Bing was defeated, collapsing limply onto the bed.

Lanlan immediately let out a soft moan, "Ugh, husband..."

The night burned, and I, who hadn't been satisfied for days, became more and more vigorous. In the end, Lanlan began to beg for mercy, her voice weakening, swaying as if exhausted. Finally, after another climax, Wu Junhan stopped ravaging Lanlan and held her in his arms.

"I'm going to die, I'm going to die," Lanlan gasped.

Next was Qiu Mengyan. Wu Junhan and Qiu Mengyan exchanged a few words before getting into action.

Having watched a live sex show, Qiu Mengyan's lower body was already wet, so there was no need for much effort to penetrate her.

Qiu Mengyan's voice was soft and lingering, and she quickly climaxed under Wu Junhan's powerful attacks. Wu Junhan thrust again before releasing his energy.

Satisfied, Qiu Mengyan became drowsy and began to drift off to sleep, her hands tightly wrapped around Wu Junhan's neck.

The long march had finally come to an end. Early in the morning, Wu Junhan woke up, not knowing who was holding him as he slept, but his body was tightly entwined. He was startled awake by someone pressing down on his arm

until it ached. Good heavens! Wu Junhan pulled away from his arms and looked up, feeling dizzy.

Springtime was overflowing—no, the entire bed was overflowing with color—it was practically a naked party. Snow-white bodies piled up on the bed, radiating an alluring glow. The blankets had long since been kicked off in their sleep, thankfully the air conditioning remained at a constant temperature.

Qian Lili's snow-white thighs were wrapped around Wu Junhan's legs, Xie Jing and Lin Yan were tightly embracing, Ma Xiaoru leaned against Wu Junhan's arm, and Chen Yu had retreated to the middle of the bed…

The women were in various positions, because they hadn't had time to dress after the previous night's pleasure, so they were now completely naked on the bed, like a mountain of jade.

The afternoon sun shone on the earth, and Wu Junhan lazily drove, yawning.

Seeing that Bai Fengzhen was also pregnant with his child, Wu Junhan smiled from the bottom of his heart.

There was another piece of good news he'd forgotten to tell everyone: Yang Huilin was also pregnant.

As Wu Junhan leisurely sat in his office watching the news, an angry woman stormed in. Looking up, Wu Junhan saw it was the beautiful reporter Guo Xiaojuan and couldn't help but ask, "Hey, why didn't you knock before coming in?"

"Shut up!" Guo Xiaojuan simply glanced at Wu Junhan calmly, still maintaining her composed demeanor. "Take me to the hospital now; I have something to do there."

"You…" Wu Junhan hated it when women spoke to him in a commanding tone, but remembering that they had been intimate twice, he held back, wanting only to get her away quickly.

They arrived at the hospital in less than twenty minutes. Just as Wu Junhan was about to drive away after finally getting Guo Xiaojuan there, Guo Xiaojuan said again, "You wait here. Our business isn't over yet, or you'll regret it."

"What do you mean?" Wu Junhan's pent-up anger finally exploded.

"You know it yourself!" Guo Xiaojuan said, ignoring Wu Junhan, and walked into the hospital alone. Watching her somewhat lonely figure, I felt a pang of sadness.

"Let's go!" By the time Wu Junhan was almost asleep, Guo Xiaojuan had reached his car, opened the door, and seemed to be clutching a hospital diagnosis slip.

"Let's go to the supermarket, I need to buy something!" Guo Xiaojuan insisted, as always. Women always have this bad habit. Perhaps if she had been kind, Wu Junhan might have given her a ride, but Wu Junhan, sitting in the car, seemed not to hear her, saying, "You can take a taxi. I've already done more than enough by bringing you here."

"You fucking bastard, trash!" Guo Xiaojuan seemed to suddenly explode, yelling at Wu Junhan. She frantically grabbed Wu Junhan's face and hair, but I remained motionless, letting her hit and yell.

"Ouch!"

Wu Junhan cried out, not expecting Guo Xiaojuan to grab his arm and bite him.

"Are you ever going to stop?" Wu Junhan quickly pulled his arm away.

"You fucking bastard, you're not a man! You did it but you're too ashamed to admit it. You'll get your comeuppance someday!" Guo Xiaojuan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth.

"Miss Guo, what did I do to offend you? Why are you treating me like this?" Wu Junhan asked, seeing her hinting at something.

"I'm pregnant with your child!"

"What?" Wu Junhan's hand froze, his head spinning.

"Look for yourself!" Guo Xiaojuan threw the paper at Wu Junhan's face, flung open the car door, and ran out quickly.

Wu Junhan stood there, holding the pregnancy certificate, stunned. By the time he reacted, Guo Xiaojuan was already gone.

"Supermarket!" Wu Junhan frantically drove to the nearest supermarket, but Guo Xiaojuan was nowhere to be seen.

Wu Junhan finally understood why she had been so angry with him. He hadn't expected things to turn out this way.

Imagine a woman discovering she's pregnant, and the father of that child is someone she had a one-night stand with—how painful that would be.

Passing by a flower shop, Wu Junhan bought a bouquet of roses. It had been half a month since Guo Xiaojuan's last visit. She seemed to be avoiding him. Today, Wu Junhan went to her house again. Reaching the door, he saw a light flickering inside and knocked softly, but there was no answer for a long time.

"The light's on, how can there be no one here?" Wu Junhan wondered. Had Guo Xiaojuan gone out?

Suddenly, Wu Junhan heard a faint breathing sound behind the door. He realized that Guo Xiaojuan had probably seen him through the peephole and wasn't opening the door.

"Xiaojuan, I know you're in the house, please open the door. I'll just see you and leave," Wu Junhan called out to the peephole, not caring if she could hear him. But there was still no response, as if no one was home.

Guo Xiaojuan, unaware of Wu Junhan's keen hearing, assumed he was just guessing and didn't answer.

"You really don't want to see me?" Wu Junhan knocked hard on the door, but Guo Xiaojuan didn't open it for a long time.

Wu Junhan also felt that shouting loudly at this time was not a wise move, so he stopped. In the

end, Guo Xiaojuan still didn't want Wu Junhan to come in. Wu Junhan sighed and sat down in the stairwell by the door.

If we're talking about hatred, Guo Xiaojuan probably hates herself the most. What happened between them was a disgrace to her. Wu Junhan tried his best to make amends, but the damage he caused her was irreversible.

The streetlights in the stairwell cast a dim yellow glow. Looking at the bouquet of roses, Wu Junhan tore off the petals one by one. Perhaps only Wu Junhan was so bored. One petal, two petals, three or four petals, five petals, six petals, seven or eight petals—Wu Junhan was counting them when he heard the door behind him move slightly. Kong Yamei probably thought I had left, so she opened the door to check.

"Xiaojuan!" Wu Junhan quickly stood up.

"Why haven't you left yet?" Guo Xiaojuan exclaimed, but quickly regained her composure and blocked the doorway.

"I just wanted to open the door to see you."

"Now that you've seen everything, can you leave?" Guo Xiaojuan looked at the withered rose petals in Wu Junhan's hand and said coldly.

"This... is for you." Wu Junhan held the bouquet of roses that looked like a bald rooster's tail and didn't know what to say.

"I don't need it, you can go." Guo Xiaojuan said, trying to close the door.

"Wait!" Wu Junhan quickly stopped her.

"Is there anything else?" Guo Xiaojuan asked again.

"Shall we go inside and talk? Some things can't be explained in a short time. Look, I'm already here." Perhaps because of guilt, Wu Junhan spoke softly to Guo Xiaojuan.

"Okay," she finally thought for a moment and let Wu Junhan in.

Wu Junhan looked around Guo Xiaojuan's place; it had changed a bit since the last time he visited.

"Did you go to the hospital for a checkup? Is everything normal with the baby?" Wu Junhan asked hurriedly, remembering the baby.

"No, I don't have time right now." She turned and went to the kitchen, bringing out the rice cooker.

"No time?" Wu Junhan asked, puzzled.

"Yes, I have to work every day; I don't have that much energy to devote to this."

Wu Junhan was speechless for a long time before finally asking, "What?"

"Is it any of your business?" Guo Xiaojuan's tone remained cold.

"Guo Xiaojuan, don't push your luck!" Wu Junhan felt she was simply unreasonable, especially her current behavior, which disappointed him greatly.

“If you don’t like what I’m saying, you can leave. I don’t think I invited you in.”

Wu Junhan really didn’t know how he had encountered such a woman. He couldn’t even get angry with her; he was completely convinced.

“How about I go with you to get a checkup tomorrow?” Wu Junhan tentatively suggested.

“No need. You’re so busy. I can go by myself. I actually hope you don’t come here unless it’s absolutely necessary. I don’t want to cause any misunderstandings.” Suddenly, he felt a hint of resentment in Guo Xiaojuan’s words. He wasn’t sure if it was just his imagination, but it seemed like Guo Xiaojuan was blaming him for not coming these past few days.

“It’s okay, I’ll go even if I’m busy.” Wu Junhan quickly replied.

“Okay.” She finally agreed, which confirmed Wu Junhan’s suspicion.

“I’ll come to see you often in the future.” Wu Junhan stated his position.

“No need. I can do it myself. Go back if you have nothing else to do.” Guo Xiaojuan still didn’t agree. Knowing what she was thinking, Wu Junhan felt that Guo Xiaojuan was a bit stubborn. She had clearly agreed, but she just wouldn’t budge.

"It's okay, it's still early, let's chat some more."

"What's there to talk about? You've already said everything you needed to say. Besides, aren't you afraid your wife will suspect something if you get home late?" Guo Xiaojuan sat on the sofa, casually flipping through a book.

"If I heard correctly, are you jealous?" A seemingly innocuous remark sent a whirlwind of thoughts through Wu Junhan's mind.

"You're so boring," Guo Xiaojuan said indifferently, without even looking at Wu Junhan.

Wu Junhan couldn't stand being at Guo Xiaojuan's place for more than an hour. He had nothing in common with this woman, and he was always at a disadvantage.

"I'm leaving," Wu Junhan practically fled. "

Wu Junhan, wait," Guo Xiaojuan suddenly called out, a subtle expression on her face.

"What is it?" Wu Junhan turned and asked.

"Come keep me company when you have time!" Guo Xiaojuan said softly.

"Okay," he replied, surprised that she had agreed at the last minute.

After descending the stairs, Wu Junhan realized that Guo Xiaojuan's behavior today was unusual, probably because she was targeting him in every way.

However, Wu Junhan didn't know what to do with Guo Xiaojuan, because this woman's words were unpredictable and impossible to grasp. Yet, Wu Junhan also sensed that the icy exterior of Guo Xiaojuan was slowly melting, albeit subtly.

Wu Junhan didn't know what complex feelings Guo Xiaojuan harbored towards him; perhaps it was a mixture of love and hate.

Guo Xiaojuan simply refused to move in with him. Wu Junhan knew he had to take it slowly, so he hired a housekeeper to help with the housework.

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