A Sexually Happy Man [Full Text] - 19

Chapter 105 Xiaoru's Kiss

Wu Junhan felt a wave of dizziness wash over him. Ma Xiaoru's body was so soft; although he had touched her before, her coquettishness now excited him even more, especially since her tone carried a hint of flirtation. Was she drunk, or did she have feelings for him? Wu Junhan's mind began to wander again.

"Put me down!" After descending the steps, Ma Xiaoru saw that Wu Junhan showed no sign of letting go. This lecher!

"Oh, I'm sorry!" Wu Junhan finally remembered to apologize.

Ma Xiaoru didn't say anything, only struggling to break free from Wu Junhan's embrace. She knew that the more she tried to explain, the worse it would get.

Wu Junhan went along with her, gently setting her down. But Ma Xiaoru's arms were still wrapped around his neck, their heads only a fraction of a centimeter apart. Wu Junhan could smell the intoxicating fragrance of Ma Xiaoru's hair.

Realizing her lapse in decorum, Ma Xiaoru, whose feet were already touching the ground, quickly released Wu Junhan and tried to back away. But she forgot that her current situation wasn't much better; in fact, it was worse. Being in Wu Junhan's arms had exhausted all her strength, and she stumbled again, annoyed at her own weakness.

Wu Junhan once again played the hero, pulling Ma Xiaoru back into his arms. He had just had a strange feeling, as if he were about to lose her, and now he couldn't let her slip away again. She was so lovely, and Wu Junhan, a man who valued gentleness, couldn't bear to

see her suffer any more harm. Ma Xiaoru was incredibly shy, feeling her face burning hot; he had made a fool of himself again. At that moment, she just wanted to bury her head in Wu Junhan's chest, hiding her like this from him. She pressed herself even closer, completely burying her head inside, only then feeling a little better.

Wu Junhan looked down at Ma Xiaoru, who was nestled in his arms. Her petite, shy expression fueled his masculine instincts. He longed to stay with her forever. Her flowing hair and exquisite figure stirred his desire. They

moved forward slowly, Ma Xiaoru still hiding, her steps unconsciously following Wu Junhan's. They moved forward at a snail's pace, as if crushing ants in the road.

Finally, Ma Xiaoru grew impatient and had had enough of Wu Junhan's frantic heartbeat. She peeked out, pressing her head against his chest. A wave of pleasure washed over her. She forgot that Wu Junhan had a girlfriend. She knew he definitely cared for her; otherwise, why would he care so much about her, why would his heart beat so fast? He couldn't fool her. She knew he was avoiding her; even when he helped her, he betrayed his feelings. This guy had the desire but not the courage.

The moonlight was alluring, the lamplight enchanting, and couples strolled hand in hand, a sight that captivated Ma Xiaoru. Since leaving school, she had often seen couples wandering the streets, and she had prayed for a chance to find true love, to be with him, and to share a beautiful life together. With him, she could ignore the stares of others and open her heart.

Now, Ma Xiaoru's wish had finally come true. Although she knew he had feelings for more than just her, at this moment, she could feel that he only had her in his heart, and that was enough.

Unfazed by the glances from others, Wu Junhan and Ma Xiaoru felt truly like a couple. They exchanged a knowing look, realizing their feelings were the same. Happiness filled their hearts, and as they slowly drew closer, Ma Xiaoru took Wu Junhan's arm. She was intoxicated, yes, she was intoxicated. So intoxicated was she that she had little strength left. She couldn't let him carry her home; Ma Xiaoru gave him her weight, and the heart she had kept hidden for so long.

Happy days always pass so quickly. When they reached the car, the two were still lost in their own worlds, unwilling to let go of each other's hands.

Gazing quietly at each other, Wu Junhan knew that tomorrow's farewell was approaching, and no one could predict what the future held. This was the most beautiful moment.

Couples nearby were passionately kissing goodbye. Inspired by their gesture, the two heads drew closer, like two hearts drawn together.

Suddenly, Wu Junhan felt a soft, moist, and warm sensation on his face. Ma Xiaoru's lips pressed against his, then she quickly pulled away, opened the car door, and got in.

After getting in, Wu Junhan drove towards Ma Xiaoru's room. Along the way, Ma Xiaoru leaned against Wu Junhan's chest, quietly feeling his strong chest, listening to his powerful heartbeat. A warmth appeared in her heart, then slowly spread, lingering within her.

Wu Junhan didn't speak, driving with one hand and holding her soft body with the other. He placed his hand on her long, black hair, rested his head on it, inhaled the fragrance, and gently stroked her smooth hair.

When they arrived at Ma Xiaoru's building, the two embraced tightly, quietly experiencing each other's love and listening to each other…

Wu Junhan looked at Ma Xiaoru, whose eyes were closed and whose face was flushed with shyness, and was slightly stunned. "Xiaoru, you're so beautiful."

Hearing Wu Junhan's praise, Ma Xiaoru was overjoyed. She hugged his neck and said shyly, "Brother Wu, am I really beautiful?"

"What do you think?" Wu Junhan smiled gently, lowered his head and kissed her bright red lips, his hands caressing her body.

At this moment, Ma Xiaoru felt her whole body heating up, as if she were in a very hot day. She felt something crawling between her legs, a ticklish sensation, and something seemed to be flowing out. Although she had never experienced sex, she had read about it in books, and immediately knew what was happening to her. Her already flushed face turned even redder, and she hugged Wu Junhan's head, pressing her head tightly against his…

Wu Junhan moved Ma Xiaoru's body from the seat onto his lap, spreading her legs so she could sit on his thighs. He looked up at her closed eyes, her face filled with shyness, and the fire of desire within him gradually intensified with Ma Xiaoru's soft moans.

Wu Junhan placed his hand on Ma Xiaoru's casual t-shirt and pulled it off, revealing a fair and alluring body. He stared at it, mesmerized, his eyes fixed on the milky-white bra, the half-exposed areolas fueling his lust.

The cool sensation made Ma Xiaoru, with her eyes closed, realize her clothes had been removed. A deep blush spread across her fair face, overwhelmed with shame, making her want to disappear.

The snow-white bra seemed to possess a magical power, captivating Wu Junhan's gaze. He moved closer, a sweet fragrance filling his nostrils, and he inhaled deeply, his nose slowly approaching the bra.

Although her eyes were closed, Ma Xiaoru could feel Wu Junhan's nose slowly drawing near her chest. She felt both shy and excited, unsure of what to do next.

When Wu Junhan's nose touched Ma Xiaoru's milky-white bra, both of them jolted simultaneously, as if electrocuted. Coming to their senses, they saw Ma Xiaoru's flushed face. Wu Junhan glanced at the milky-white bra that captivated him, then leaned close to her ear and lewdly said, "Xiaoru, yours is so beautiful here."

Hearing Wu Junhan's teasing voice, Ma Xiaoru opened her tightly closed eyes, rolled her eyes at him, and blushed, saying coquettishly, "Brother Wu, you're so naughty! You're bullying me again! I'm ignoring you!"

Wu Junhan cupped her blushing face, staring intently at her closed eyes. "Brother Wu, I didn't bully you."

"You did!" Ma Xiaoru stared wide-eyed at Wu Junhan's lewd grin, a thrill rising within her.

Wu Junhan didn't say much more, his hands reaching for her bra, gently caressing the milky-white fabric.

Ma Xiaoru hadn't expected Wu Junhan to do this, and a scream escaped her lips, but Wu Junhan immediately silenced it with a soft "ooh" sound.

The tender pleasure emanating from her breasts made Wu Junhan want to hold them forever, caressing and kneading them. The combination of softness and firmness in the bra and breasts made Wu Junhan unable to tear himself away, freely deforming them in his hands…

Wu Junhan's lips slowly left Ma Xiaoru's rosy and sexy lips, moving towards her snow-white face. Then, passing her neck, they slowly reached her breasts, his tongue licking her milky-white bra. As he licked, one hand encircled her boneless waist, while the other hand reached for her snow-white thighs…

The waves of pleasure from her chest left Ma Xiaoru breathless, and she let out wanton moans, which fueled Wu Junhan's lust. He really wanted to have sex with her in the car.

After licking Ma Xiaoru's milky-white bra for a while, Wu Junhan didn't rush to take it off. He licked her breasts, his soft tongue teasing the exposed areolas outside the bra. The subtle stimulation made Ma Xiaoru unable to describe the feeling. With her eyes closed and head tilted back, she breathed rapidly, and wanton moans escaped her lips intermittently.

"Ah...ah...so...comfortable...Brother Wu...ah...um...ah..."

The next day, Ma Xiaoru blushed when she came to see Wu Junhan off. It seemed she had mustered up her courage the night before. In the end, the two still couldn't cross that final line. Wu Junhan didn't want to accept Ma Xiaoru, so he went to Zhang Linglong to vent his frustrations. Whenever Wu Junhan saw her, he would recall the romantic moments of the previous night, making Ma Xiaoru feel embarrassed.

Ambiguous feelings lingered in their hearts, not only because of their intimate contact the night before, but also because their hearts had long been connected. Ma Xiaoru was very shy. She had thought a lot the night before. His good and bad were deeply imprinted in her heart. Having tasted love again, she knew that Wu Junhan already had a woman, but she just couldn't control her feelings. Otherwise, she wouldn't have acted like that last night. She no longer cared about other people's opinions. Even if it was like a moth drawn to a flame, she was willing. Besides, she hadn't really had anything with Wu Junhan. Even if others wanted to say something, she had a reason to refute it.

Wu Junhan knew he already had enough romantic entanglements, but he also knew that matters of the heart couldn't be forced. Whatever others said about him—whether he was a womanizer or a lecher—as long as he knew he treated them all with genuine sincerity, that was enough. He wasn't living for others. How to truly live well? To do what one feels at ease—that's difficult! But being a person is inherently difficult. Life is like a dream; he only wished this beautiful dream would never end!

Chapter 106: Goodbye Ya Ting.

Today was the day to accompany Mona to the hospital for her checkup. Mona's due date was about two months away. Now, the whole family was revolving around her. To Wu Junhan's relief, the women were unusually enthusiastic. Every time they visited Mona, they brought a huge pile of baby clothes and various toys—more than a dozen dolls alone. Mona herself loved them, filling the bed with them, almost leaving no room to sleep. Wu Junhan was definitely suffering from prenatal anxiety. Every time he slept with Mona, the slightest movement would wake him up, afraid of touching her.

However, his heart was filled with joy, a feeling probably shared by every new father. The thought of the little life about to be born filled him with immense pride.

Mona's demeanor had changed considerably these past few days; she seemed more childlike, and her smile was constant.

The hospital was still crowded; it just goes to show that everyone's sick these days. Wu Junhan carefully helped Mona to the second-floor obstetrics and gynecology department, then registered. Experience told him he'd have to wait a long time, so he bought a newspaper.

"How many months along?" Wu Junhan saw Mona chatting happily with a pregnant woman; they had a lot in common.

"Six months,"

the woman smiled kindly at Wu Junhan.

After dropping Mona off at home, Wu Junhan got back into his car. Checking his watch, he realized he had a meeting at the company and was almost late. He frantically drove off.

"Pull over! Pull over!" Suddenly, a woman's voice pounded on Wu Junhan's car window.

Who was shouting? Was he seeing a ghost?! Wu Junhan rolled down his car window and saw what was happening. He had no choice but to obediently pull over.

"Comrade, you just ran a red light." A delicate-looking woman got out of the police car. Because of the heat, she was wearing sunglasses, obscuring her face, but her voice sounded familiar. "I think I've heard it somewhere before."

Faced with the ticket, Wu Junhan obediently paid the fine. He was in a hurry and didn't have time to listen to her argument.

It was a bright and sunny Sunday morning. On the grass in the park, Wu Junhan watched Mona, Huilin, and Liu Pan enjoying the shade under a tree not far away. He smiled and turned to walk around the park himself. In that instant, he saw a figure in the distance—so familiar. Unconsciously, Wu Junhan took small steps towards it, his heart trembling with each step.

Looking at her lively and adorable son, Liu Yating happily played with him. That year, when she learned she was pregnant, her heart nearly leaped out of her chest with excitement. Without a second thought, she decided to give birth, yet she was deeply conflicted. The child couldn't be without a father; she had no doubt that if she told him, he would be just as happy as she was. But she simply couldn't accept sharing. When her son was born, she was thrilled, happy, and incredibly proud, her inner struggle reaching its peak. For over two years, she had countless times wanted to call and tell him, "He has a son! He has a son!" But she held back. This wasn't selfishness; it was dignity, pride, self-respect, and seeking a basic fairness for her love.

She cherished the relationship, prioritizing love above all else, but she wouldn't lower her dignity for it. She wouldn't betray him, no matter how far apart they were, and she wouldn't be with other women. Love wasn't about possession; it was about giving. She was willing to pay the price for true love, including the cost of loyalty.

The scorching sun pierced through the branches, and a slightly damp breeze ruffled her long hair. The little one yawned widely, and Liu Yating smiled sweetly. She bent down and said, "Nianhan, are you sleepy? Want to sleep? Mommy will lull you to sleep. Sleep well and grow up quickly so you can go find Daddy!"

"Yating, is that you?" Wu Junhan, who had been waiting for a long time, walked out from the side.

Liu Yating was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed: "Junhan!" Before she finished speaking, Liu Yating pounced on him, forgetting her son!

Wu Junhan was filled with excitement. He rushed forward, opened his arms, and hugged the woman who was jumping high in the air tightly.

Liu Yating held Wu Junhan tightly, tears of joy streaming down her face. Her eyes instantly became a mess of tears, and she was still letting out excited screams. All her conflicts and worries vanished at the moment she saw her lover again. Wu Junhan's eyes were wet with tears, and he was filled with emotion. He held her bottom with one hand and kept stroking her long hair with the other, his cheeks burning hot and pressed against her temples.

Five years ago, this woman, as beautiful as an angel, had already given herself to Wu Junhan, body and soul. And today, five years later, they met again.

Neither Wu Junhan nor Liu Yating wanted to say anything more, and the scene became eerily quiet, broken only by soft sobs.

Finally, a clear voice broke the silence.

"Mommy, Mommy, why are you standing here?" A small figure suddenly emerged from the door behind Liu Yating. It was a handsome little boy, looking only two or three years old. In Wu Junhan's memory, boys this age were usually dirty, lively, and active, but this child appeared so quiet and neat.

Hearing her child's voice, Liu Yating opened her teary eyes and sobbed, "Junhan, you're so mean! Why did it take you so long to come find me?"

Wu Junhan, also with tears in his eyes, smiled and said, "Why didn't you tell me? You didn't even tell me about something as important as having a son!"

Liu Yating then realized, smiled sweetly, and pulled away from Wu Junhan's embrace, saying, "Come here quickly, Junhan, this... this is... this is our son..." Liu Yating looked at her son, her eyes seemingly glistening with tears, and said excitedly, "Nianhan, say 'Daddy'!"

The little boy walked confidently to Wu Junhan and said with a smile, "Hello, Daddy!!"

Wu Junhan stared blankly at the child for a long time, speechless. What was wrong? Wu Junhan looked at the child, somewhat unable to believe the reality before him, and hadn't yet reacted.

"What a good child! Your name is Xiaoyu, right?" Wu Junhan squatted down, forcing a smile on his excited face. "Tell Daddy, what's your name?"

"Daddy, my name is Liu Nianhan." The little one hugged Wu Junhan's neck obediently, answering his question politely.

"Little Nianhan, you're so good. Come on, tell Daddy, how old are you?"

"Daddy, Little Nianhan is two and a half years old."

"Mommy, why are you crying?" Seeing Liu Yating crying, Little Nianhan quickly went over and gently wiped away Liu Yating's tears, then obediently pressed his little face against Liu Yating's.

"Mommy, I'm happy."

"Okay, Yating, you should be happy!"

"You...aren't you angry with me? I kept it from you for so long."

"No, not at all. I'm just happy." Wu Junhan stared intently into Liu Yating's eyes.

“I thank you, Yating, for giving me such a lovely child. I feel so guilty. For the past two years, you've raised the child alone. It must have been so hard for you.”

“Junhan, I'm sorry… I shouldn't have lied to you, but seeing you… I just…”

“I understand.” Wu Junhan smiled bitterly and said, “I understand everything. I know what you're thinking, Yating! Can you tell me what you've been through these past two years?”

“Well, actually, not long after I left you, I found out I was pregnant with your child. My family found out too. My mother was very angry and insisted that I abort the child. But I already lost you, how could I lose my own child? So, I had to run away from home and give birth to the child alone before showing myself again. Although my family was very disappointed in me, after all, the child and I are their family. My mother fainted three or four times because of this, but she still… forgave me.”

Wu Junhan nodded, feeling even more heartbroken. Over the years, Liu Yating had suffered far more than he had, and being caught between his family was a torment to his soul.

"Later, I stayed in Beijing, silently watching you come back, watching your company develop, watching you grow. That time, I just wanted to keep you away from me... I didn't want you to be torn between me and Huilin, it really wasn't..."

Before she could finish speaking, she collapsed into Wu Junhan's arms and burst into tears...

At this moment, Yang Huilin and the others walked over. Looking at the little guy, they said to Liu Yating, "Your son is so handsome, he looks just like you." Liu Yating

wiped away her tears, snorted, and didn't say anything. Yang Huilin straightened up, glanced at Wu Junhan, and said, "You win. He liked you first, you were the first to give yourself to him, and you were the first to have his child." "You've won everything, okay? I admit defeat."

Liu Yating was completely taken aback by Yang Huilin's words and felt somewhat embarrassed. She glanced weakly at the person beside her. Wu Junhan smiled and shook his head, gently taking her hands in his: "Yating, you're a mother now, don't be stubborn, come back with me? Give me a chance, okay?"

Liu Yating felt a pang of fear, her eyes darting around as she tried to say something, but Wu Junhan said urgently: "Yating, you go back first. I won't force you to live with us, but you already have a child, and it's not easy for you to be alone. At least we'll be closer, so we can see each other whenever we want, and it will be easier for me to take care of you."

Liu Yating didn't say anything, but she wavered. It's not that she couldn't live alone, but the joy of reunion melted her heart.

The two held hands, facing each other. Wu Junhan looked at her firmly, while Yang Huilin grew impatient and frowned, saying, "What's the difference between fifty steps and a hundred steps? At worst, he can stay at your house three days a week, and we can have the other four. Is that alright?"

It was just a difference in content and form. Liu Yating suddenly realized this and turned around, saying, "Do you think I'm as shameless as you? If I really wanted him, I wouldn't have asked him to leave. You have no right to make such a fuss." "

Tch!" Little Yang Huilin spat at her disdainfully, "You make it sound so nice. He's my husband now. What right did you have to hug him just now? If we hadn't come today, do you dare say you wouldn't have made love to him today? You're clearly hypocritical!"

"You, who are you calling hypocritical?" Liu Yating was both angry and embarrassed, trembling all over, "At worst, I'll ignore him from now on, unlike you who are so shameless! I'd rather die than go back. You two can leave!"

Why are they arguing again? Wu Junhan panicked, "Huilin, you..."

"No need to say anything, let's go!" Yang Huilin winked at him and pulled Wu Junhan away.

"Ah, um... alright!" Wu Junhan understood. "Yating, I'll still respect you as before. I'm leaving, take care!" He then left with Yang Huilin and the other two, truly leaving, disappearing in no time.

Liu Yating stood there, heartbroken, desolate, and filled with grief and indignation, before finally realizing a crucial problem. My God! My son! "You...you come back here? Give me back my son!" Liu Yating chased after them as fast as she could.

"Ah!" Liu Yating had just rounded a bend when she was suddenly swept up in someone's arms—it was none other than Wu Junhan.

Yang Huilin was holding little Nianhan, grinning at her. Wu Junhan slapped her plump bottom and said in a deep voice, "Want a son? Then hurry up and come home with me! I'll take you two out tonight.

" "You...you shameless bully?" Liu Yating said, her body weak and her face flushed.

"Nonsense, I'm your husband, who else would I bully if not you? Come on, let's go home and let your husband see if there's any change in your body?" Without a word, Wu Junhan carried Liu Yating towards the car.

Chapter 107: A Long-Awaited Reunion

. Now, Wu Junhan, who spent his long nights in revelry, was finally experiencing the dawn of happiness again. His hard-won happiness with Liu Yating was finally coming to an end, and Wu Junhan cherished this moment even more.

"You lecherous devil!" Liu Yating stood on the balcony, looking at Wu Junhan, and said coquettishly, a blush rising on her beautiful face.

"Isn't that what you like best?" Wu Junhan's hand had already slipped inside Liu Yating's pajamas, moving across her chest. He couldn't resist her smooth, supple skin

, and his masterful skills had already aroused her. "You big pervert, not here..." Liu Yating's body, already sensitive, was further aroused by Wu Junhan's teasing. She gasped, trying to stop his wicked hand, but

Wu Junhan chuckled, picking her up and carrying her to the bedroom. Poor Liu Yating muttered "bad guy, pervert."

She tried to say something, but Wu Junhan's large mouth silenced her, eliciting only soft moans. This only spurred Wu Junhan to quicken his pace. Soon, the pajamas that had been hindering his movements were tossed aside, and she lay obediently on the floor beside the bed, listening to the two lovebirds making their love.

They say absence makes the heart grow fonder, and Wu Junhan and Liu Yating had been separated for two years. The torment of those two years finally erupted at this moment. The prelude was beautiful, especially with such a noble and charming beauty as Liu Yating; not savoring it would be a disservice to himself.

As they descended, the rediscovered fragrance, the smooth skin, and the perfect curves had already captivated Wu Junhan.

Liu Yating didn't know where to put her hands, tightly embracing Wu Junhan's head, but he quickly broke free and continued his exploration. Wanting to explore the depths of his soul, he used his tongue and hands together.

Liu Yating instinctively twisted her body, playfully scolding Wu Junhan, the lecherous man, and placed her hands on her chest.

After a while, Liu Yating's warm, smooth skin made Wu Junhan realize it was his turn to shine. Overjoyed at their long-awaited reunion, their voices, bodies, and souls intertwined at the same moment.

Like a vibrant melody, Wu Junhan, needless to say, and Liu Yating's body undulated with the rhythm. The close contact stirred their hearts. It was instinct, and the call of two souls intertwined; the feeling was intoxicating, lingering long afterward.

The passion of their long-awaited reunion was fiery and intense. After Liu Yating's eight orgasms, Wu Junhan also gave in for his first time that day.

"Wife, have you missed me these past two years?" After the passion subsided, Wu Junhan tenderly held Liu Yating. He needed to rest, but feeling the boundless allure emanating from her soft, delicate body, he almost lost control again.

"You big pervert, who would miss you, you dead pervert..." Liu Yating nestled obediently in Wu Junhan's arms, panting and giving him a sidelong glance.

"I feel like you're not telling the truth," Wu Junhan said, pulling out "evidence," his wet fingers extended towards Liu Yating.

"Ugh..." Liu Yating was completely devoid of her usual composure; her flushed face mirrored her personality.

"Tell the truth..." Wu Junhan wrapped one arm around her slender waist, his wet finger reaching forward to her nose.

"You bad boy!" Liu Yating closed her eyes shyly, feeling incredibly embarrassed.

"It tastes good!" Wu Junhan chuckled.

"Pervert!" Liu Yating said coquettishly.

"Wife, I love every part of you, hehe!" Wu Junhan didn't seem to care, instead chuckling.

"You're going to kill me!" Liu Yating cursed, "You bad boy, how come I never realized you were such a rogue?"

"I remember someone just said that!"

"Pervert..."

Wu Junhan fell silent, focusing on being a pervert. But soon, having regained his strength, Liu Yating took control, determined to enjoy the pleasures of the moment.

Another battle ensued between the man and woman, and of course, Wu Junhan emerged victorious. His two years of Yin-Yang cultivation hadn't been in vain; he felt his stamina was becoming increasingly terrifying. Three years ago, if Liu Yating had been as passionate as she was now, he wouldn't have been able to enjoy himself so easily. It had to be said, women who had given birth were truly formidable.

Still savoring the afterglow, Liu Yating, intoxicated, felt Wu Junhan's strong body. Was this guy even human? How could he be even more powerful than before? It was rare that she'd taken her medication tonight; she wondered what Wu Junhan's expression would be if he heard this. Wu

Junhan gently stroked Liu Yating's crystal-clear, jade-like skin, smooth as cream, the occasional bumps making him linger.

"Husband, what mischief are you up to now? I can't take it anymore." Liu Yating writhed weakly.

"How dare I!"

"What don't you dare? Tonight, hmph! What else do you have to say?" Liu Yating rolled her eyes at him.

"..." Wu Junhan was speechless.

"Speechless, aren't you? Men are all greedy creatures."

"Then what do you think I should do?" Wu Junhan didn't answer, but instead pushed the question onto her.

"How should I know?" Liu Yating pressed her body even closer to Wu Junhan.

"Then what do you think?" Wu Junhan was somewhat overjoyed. Yang Huilin's efforts to keep Liu Yating here today proved the point. Yang Huilin and Liu Yating were the closest, that must be true.

"You have so many women now, what can I think?" Liu Yating's words were filled with endless resentment. Was this her fate?

Wu Junhan felt somewhat embarrassed, but even more so, guilty. How could he take everyone's feelings into consideration? This seemed like an impossible task!

"Wife, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry..." Besides apologizing, what else could Wu Junhan do?

"Don't say those things, this is probably my fate!" Liu Yating covered Wu Junhan's mouth with her hand. Wu Junhan looked at her with infinite gratitude, his eyes filled with complex emotions. With such a beauty, what more could a husband ask for!

Liu Yating slowly released her hand. When she uttered "Love me!" again, Wu Junhan could no longer suppress the surge of emotion within him, letting it flow like a tide.

A moment of intense passion filled the room with the scent of spring, the air thick with the scent of desire.

The next morning, Wu Junhan woke up early again. Liu Yating was still fast asleep in his arms; she must have exhausted all her energy the night before! In the faint light of dawn, Liu Yating's stunningly beautiful face was revealed. Her long eyelashes were slightly curved from the moisture, and her small, delicate lips were red and soft, conveying a mixture of grievance and happiness. Wu Junhan's heart overflowed again; he couldn't bear to see her suffer anymore. From now on, he would cherish and pamper her.

Gently stroking the full, supple body in his arms, Wu Junhan was captivated by the mature, alluring curves. He took out his phone to call Liu Pan, letting her know he wouldn't be going to the company that day. Liu Pan also asked him to stay home and spend time with Liu Yating. In Wu Junhan's eyes, Liu Pan was always so gentle.

"Husband... I want to sleep..." Wu Junhan's movements woke Liu Yating, but she was already exhausted from the storm; both her mind and body were weary, and she needed a good rest.

Wu Junhan withdrew his mischievous hand, but held her even tighter, as if trying to meld her into his own body. He whispered something in her pearly earlobe, and the exhausted Liu Yating murmured a few words before falling into a deep sleep again.

When Liu Yating finally woke up, it was already noon. The sunlight streaming in was blinding, and

she realized where she was. Looking at the man beside her, her face flushed again. "

I'm hungry, husband!" "Liu Yating said sweetly, this was their usual morning greeting every time they met.

"Honey, I'll go get ready!" Wu Junhan said gently with a smile.

When Wu Junhan got up and pulled back the covers, Liu Yating blushed and covered her eyes. Wu Junhan looked at her with a smile, and Liu Yating's face turned even redder. Wu Junhan couldn't understand why they were still shy after being an old married couple.

Her perfect body was displayed in front of Wu Junhan, and he felt another surge of desire, but he had to restrain himself and play the role of a good man. No matter how Liu Yating playfully struggled, it had no effect. Teasing Liu Yating and seeing her shy face was the most beautiful sight Wu Junhan had ever seen.

At lunchtime, Wu Junhan first served rice to Liu Yating, then to Dongfang Bing, and finally got some for himself. The three of them ate and chatted happily. Dongfang Bing had cooked a lot of dishes today. She didn't have to go to work and stayed home almost every day. She didn't like going out shopping unless she was with her beloved man or someone close to her.

"Honey, aren't you going to the company this afternoon either?" Dongfang Bing asked.

"Yes, staying home with my good wife!"

"Honey, open your mouth!" Dongfang Bing told Wu Junhan to open his mouth, and he did so. She picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth, saying, "This is a gift from Bing'er!"

Liu Yating, seeing this, chuckled softly and said, "Oh my, how sweet they are!"

Wu Junhan smiled, a happy smile, as he chewed the meat Dongfang Bing had given him.

“Sister Yating,…!”

“Good sister, I won’t laugh anymore, I won’t laugh anymore…hehe, hehe…” After saying that, she still laughed without stopping…

After dinner, Dongfang Bing took the initiative to wash the dishes, and Liu Yating went to her room. Wu Junhan, with ulterior motives, sneaked into Liu Yating’s room, grabbed her, and watched what she was doing.

Liu Yating laughed, “Good husband, let me go! I have things to do!”

“I won’t let go, I won’t let go.” Wu Junhan said, holding her, “I can finally hold you properly every day!”

Liu Yating smiled and turned to kiss Wu Junhan, who then kissed her back.

Wu Junhan enjoyed Liu Yating’s sweet kiss, swallowing the sweet saliva in her mouth. His hands naturally climbed up to the woman’s breasts again and began to gently massage them through her clothes.

“Mmm, mmm, mmm…” Liu Yating could only make such sounds because her mouth was sealed by Wu Junhan’s mouth.

Wu Junhan touched Liu Yating's breasts through her coat for a while, then slipped his hand under her clothes and lifted her pink bra from the bottom up. Liu Yating didn't resist or show any unwillingness as Wu Junhan took off her coat.

Wu Junhan released Liu Yating's lips and said, "I want you!"

Liu Yating just closed her eyes and didn't speak. Silence meant consent, Wu Junhan thought. He picked up Liu Yating and laid her down on her soft bed in her bedroom.

For a moment…

Chapter 108 The Bathroom Scene

and Liu Yating's Battle of Wits After the battle ended, Liu Yating fell into a deep sleep. Wu Junhan, wearing only shorts, walked out of Liu Yating's bedroom, intending to wash off the sweat in the bathroom. Reaching the bathroom door, he looked through the glass and saw a beautiful figure moving about. Wu Junhan knew it was Dongfang Bing inside. Even just seeing her back was enough to make him dream. Indeed, Dongfang Bing was an angel incarnate. She stood there gracefully, her hair styled, washing herself, eliciting no desire from him. He gently walked over and stood behind her, embracing her.

Dongfang Bing and Wu Junhan seemed to be of one mind, sensing Wu Junhan's presence. She gently leaned her head back, nestled against him, and the two, like lovebirds locked in a passionate embrace, savored this hard-won tranquility.

After an unknown amount of time, Wu Junhan felt Dongfang Bing's breathing gradually become more rapid. The fine downy hairs on her smooth, pink earlobe swayed before his eyes. Wu Junhan felt a surge of warmth in his heart, and slowly took it into his mouth, gently sucking and rubbing it with his teeth.

"Mmm," Dongfang Bing's tone began to change, her head moving back and forth, her hands tightly gripping Wu Junhan's arm. She turned her head and kissed Wu Junhan in unison. Dongfang Bing's fragrant tongue was like a rampaging vine, actively attacking and writhing with Wu Junhan's tongue, brewing a sweet nectar.

Wu Junhan lowered his head, closed his eyes, and slowly rubbed his tongue against Dongfang Bing's cheek, gently licking and kissing every inch of her skin, moving downwards, kissing her slender neck.

Dongfang Bing squirmed restlessly in Wu Junhan's arms, her upper body leaning back slightly. She turned and clasped her hands around Wu Junhan's neck, her two shapely legs radiating an alluring color. Wu Junhan couldn't resist stroking them, feeling the fiery friction.

"Mmm..." Stimulated by Wu Junhan, Dongfang Bing's body writhed even more violently, churning in his arms like a small boat perched on a wave.

Wu Junhan's hand quickly reached the base of her thighs, exploring through the last shred of clothing. Soon, he felt a slippery, silky sheen on his fingertips, like a gentle drizzle. With

a swift movement, he lifted Dongfang Bing onto the washbasin, pressing her hands behind her back, creating a bridge-like position on the counter. Now, their heights were roughly equal, making it easy for Wu Junhan to move. Her fair, tender thighs were fully exposed, emitting a captivating, intoxicating fragrance.

Wu Junhan couldn't help but lower his head and gently kiss it, feeling the strange stimulation.

"No, husband, it's dirty!" Dongfang Bing said breathlessly.

Wu Junhan ignored Dongfang Bing's words and continued to kiss her smooth calves, moving upwards. The soft flesh felt incredibly good, and he couldn't get enough of it.

"Mmm..." Dongfang Bing's mouth was slightly open, her face flushed, and she kept licking her lips. Her eyes occasionally radiated a seductive charm as she watched Wu Junhan's actions, feeling the tingling sensation on her thighs, like a raging fire that soon spread throughout her body.

Wu Junhan hadn't expected Dongfang Bing to be so sensitive today. Her calves kept kicking, and her two beautiful feet kept dangling in front of Wu Junhan's eyes. She moaned, and her arms, which were supporting her on the table, began to sway, as if she were losing strength.

"Ah..." With a low moan from Dongfang Bing, Wu Junhan's hand had already entered her forbidden zone, rubbing it incessantly, feeling the slippery wetness.

Dongfang Bing's arms buckled, her strength giving way. She half-lay on the washbasin, scattering the toiletries in disarray.

Wu Junhan couldn't resist half-lying on top of her. Dongfang Bing, eyes closed, slid down with Wu Junhan's movements.

Soft moans still escaped her lips as her thighs tightly wrapped around Wu Junhan's body, rubbing against him.

Wu Junhan's fingers continued their assault, moving upwards along the smooth inner thighs, like a surging tide crashing against a dam, heading towards the final, trembling center.

Dongfang Bing's hands pressed down, unable to support her against the washbasin. Her hair, which had been styled up before the shower, fell loosely across her forehead. Her thighs instinctively parted wider, the pursuit of sensual pleasure overwhelming any semblance of restraint.

Passion suppressed for so long was finally about to erupt at the moment of physical contact. Wu Junhan's inner turmoil grew increasingly intense, as if a sturdy dam was about to collapse, and frozen ice was about to shatter.

Wu Junhan felt his desire swell like a balloon about to burst. He gently released the two full nipples, pressing and grinding the erect, pure pink stamens with his fingers. Then he lowered his head, taking the other pink one into his mouth, teasing the nerve endings with his tongue, moistening that high place.

He couldn't hold back any longer, lifting Dongfang Bing's legs up and letting them wrap around his waist, releasing the impending heat: "Bing'er, I'm coming..." To be honest, Wu Junhan could no longer endure this torment.

Dongfang Bing, consumed by desire, immediately understood Wu Junhan's meaning upon hearing his voice. Her skin flushed crimson, as if it were about to ignite, her bright eyes turning bloodshot. Her full, firm breasts heaved violently with her rapidly beating heart, and she let out unconscious moans, a mixture of consent and rejection unreadable. "Husband, let's go back to the bed. What if someone sees us here?" Dongfang Bing writhed, her head held high, her beautiful body trembling, overflowing with ecstatic desire, as if welcoming the final moment.

"It's alright, we're all family here." Wu Junhan's lust intensified. Looking at Dongfang Bing's flushed face, tinged with shyness, her full, swollen breasts standing erect and trembling before him, he thrust forward, parting Dongfang Bing's long legs and penetrating her without any foreplay.

"Ah..." Dongfang Bing couldn't help but groan, quickly getting up and wrapping her arms around Wu Junhan's neck.

Wu Junhan admired her beautiful body, his mouth nibbling and biting at Dongfang Bing's round breasts and fair neck, his hands tightly holding her slender waist, his body trembling in rhythm with her movements.

Dongfang Bing naturally played hard to get, pushing against Wu Junhan's chest: "Husband, let's go into the room, not here." She spoke very softly, worried about being overheard.

Actually, making love in a conventional way in bed doesn't bring much excitement. Why do people create so many places—outdoors, on balconies, in bathrooms—it's all about experiencing forbidden stimulation, the novelty of the environment. In a sense, the act itself isn't important; it's about experiencing the feelings within.

Ignoring Dongfang Bing's pleas, Wu Junhan continued to roam over her rosy nipples, rubbing them vigorously. Soon, he felt the small buds begin to swell, becoming more elastic and oval in shape, a faint areola appearing before his eyes.

As Wu Junhan's movements intensified, Dongfang Bing became frenzied, her hands pressing down hard on Wu Junhan's head, refusing to loosen her grip, but clenching her teeth, only emitting thick nasal sounds.

Wu Junhan felt even more aroused, his hand sliding to Dongfang Bing's shapely buttocks, grasping her two snow-white breasts. He lifted her body off the sink.

"Ah, husband, what are you doing..." Dongfang Bing felt her body had escaped the sink and was immediately startled, her legs tightly wrapped around Wu Junhan's waist, entwining with his.

The response she received was an even more intense onslaught. Wu Junhan and Dongfang Bing were like a small boat adrift at sea, sometimes soaring to the clouds, sometimes plunging into the abyss. Under Wu Junhan's superb skill, Dongfang Bing gradually lost herself, her moans growing louder, her lips constantly whispering Wu Junhan's name.

Wu Junhan's vision also blurred, two inverted white stalactites in the mirror before him swaying incessantly, captivating his heart...

Dongfang Bing's body went limp, her entire body pressed against Wu Junhan, her hands tightly gripping his neck. Wu Junhan caressed her buttocks, rubbing her smooth thighs, feeling her full breasts against his chest, his movements constantly touching her firm nipples. Dongfang Bing's breathing became increasingly rapid, her body twisting incessantly in Wu Junhan's arms.

Wu Junhan pushed Dongfang Bing's hands away, gently lowered his head, and kissed her white breasts and the red eyes of the white dove. His hands kneaded her pert buttocks, and his teeth gently nibbled, bringing a strange stimulation to Dongfang Bing's chest, sucking the beads of sweat that had seeped out.

"...Oh!" Dongfang Bing couldn't help but moan with a mixture of shyness and pleasure. Her jade-like hands, which were wrapped around Wu Junhan's back, suddenly tightened, and an unbearable desire escaped from her throat. Her body also moved violently, completely merging with Wu Junhan.

This was Dongfang Bing's first time experiencing this kind of sex with Wu Junhan. Undoubtedly, this unique stimulation made her gradually lose herself in it. Her whole body became excited, as if she were floating on clouds, and she let out screams without restraint.

"Mmm..." Dongfang Bing's red lips kept kissing Wu Junhan's forehead. She was in a very strange feeling, as if she was on a trip in the wild and suddenly heard moans coming from the grass, as if her body was not her own, or as if she was having an affair.

Of course, Wu Junhan and Dongfang Bing were now completely immersed in lust, and Wu Junhan couldn't possibly speculate about Dongfang Bing's thoughts.

"Ah...ah..." Dongfang Bing's breathing became more and more rapid, her arms scratching incessantly at Wu Junhan's back, leaving marks, her hair flying, her body arching back extremely, her breasts high and firm, letting Wu Junhan kiss her, then she tightly hugged Wu Junhan, reaching orgasm...

but Wu Junhan was not satisfied, so he put Dongfang Bing's body down, pressed her hands against the wall, then slowly bent his legs, holding Dongfang Bing's smooth waist, the two pressed tightly together, feeling the moisture on her back, Wu Junhan once again penetrated that slippery and moist space from behind.

"Ugh..." Dongfang Bing's buttocks warmed, her eyes closed, her head swaying from side to side like a pendulum. Her long, beautiful hair was now completely spread out, like oily seaweed, swaying with the ripples. Her face was filled with a dreamlike hesitation and satisfaction, as if she were lost in it, both painful and excited. Finally, she turned her head, her brows relaxing, her lips licking back and forth with her tongue, breathing softly.

Wu Junhan tightened his arms around her waist, his tongue sliding over Dongfang Bing's neck, stopping at her back covered in red spots. It carried a faint fragrance, and then he launched a fierce attack...

Dongfang Bing cried out incoherently, thrusting her round, pert buttocks upwards, her back twisting into an S-shape, indescribably alluring. Wu Junhan couldn't help but turn her head, kissing her slightly parted red lips in the throes of orgasm, his tongue nimbly intertwining with Wang Jie's. Dongfang Bing seemed to have lost control, panting wildly.

Wu Junhan reached out and grasped her firm, round breasts, kissing her cherry lips tightly. His tongue teased her delicate lips, and Dongfang Bing trembled, panting with shyness and anxiety. Her hands gripped the tiles on the wall, resisting Wu Junhan's relentless assault from behind, feeling waves of tingling pleasure rising in her heart. Their movements were unique, and Wu Junhan was like a tireless ox, diligently working...

"Ah..." Wu Junhan felt a surge of heat and thrust forward, finally reaching climax with both of them. Dongfang Bing was almost limp in Wu Junhan's arms, her body completely powerless, a wave of weakness washing over her. Wu Junhan could only lift her to sit on the bathroom toilet in that position. Her fair cheeks, beneath her disheveled hair, were flushed with the satisfaction of her climax. Her firm breasts trembled slightly in Wu Junhan's hands, and the two pressed tightly together. Wu Junhan could clearly feel the elasticity of her soft, delicate body.

The quality of their lovemaking was naturally high, even a deep connection between their hearts. After showering, they both lay comfortably in bed and fell asleep.

Chapter 109 Meiqi's Invitation

The day passed quietly. At 4:30 pm, Wu Junhan drove to the central kindergarten to pick up Xiao Nianhan. Walking into the kindergarten, he saw many adorable children playing and laughing on the playground equipment. Some parents had also arrived to pick up their children.

Wu Junhan went straight to the classroom door of Xiao Nianhan's class, peeked inside, and saw Xiao Nianhan sitting attentively at a small table in the third row by the window, carefully drawing on a piece of white paper with watercolors.

Looking at Xiao Nianhan's earnest yet adorable face, Wu Junhan couldn't help but smile, feeling an indescribable joy and happiness in his heart. Wu Junhan gently called out to him, "Xiao Nianhan!"

Xiao Nianhan looked up and saw Wu Junhan. His little face immediately lit up with a happy and excited smile. He immediately dropped his watercolors, opened his arms, and ran happily towards Wu Junhan, calling out joyfully, "Daddy!"

Wu Junhan quickly squatted down and lovingly hugged Xiao Nianhan, kissing him twice on the cheek. Xiao Nianhan giggled, then complained, "Daddy, you haven't picked me up for days!"

Wu Junhan smiled, lifted him up, and placed his small body on his arms, saying apologetically, "Daddy's been busy with work! See, Daddy came to pick you up today, didn't he?" After saying goodbye to

Xiao Nianhan's homeroom teacher, Wu Junhan carried him out of the kindergarten. Xiao Nianhan, perched on Wu Junhan's shoulders, blinked his big eyes proudly and said, "Daddy, I got another little red flower today!"

"Really? Xiao Nianhan is so clever! What do you think Daddy should reward you with?"

"Hmm; I want a dinosaur toy, and I want KFC!"

Wu Junhan laughed loudly, saying, "Okay! Okay! As long as Nianhan is good, Daddy will buy you everything! Let's go buy toys!"

Little Nianhan excitedly waved his arms and legs on Wu Junhan's shoulders, making "Yay!" sounds.

Wu Junhan drove with Nianhan to a children's toy store and bought a lifelike dinosaur model. Before he knew it, Nianhan had his eye on a Transformers model. Wu Junhan always fulfilled his son's requests; seeing his son's happy smile was Wu Junhan's greatest wish, so without hesitation, he bought them all.

Then I took Nianhan to KFC and bought him his favorite Beijing chicken nuggets and mashed potatoes. Wu Junhan sat opposite his son, watching him eat with relish. His little body sat in his seat, his little legs constantly swinging back and forth, and while gnawing on the chicken wings, he would occasionally make faces at Wu Junhan.

Thinking about how Mona would be giving birth next month, Wu Junhan was filled with immense happiness. He felt that he would give his life for his child without hesitation!

Lost in thought, Wu Junhan suddenly heard his son, Nianhan, call out, "Daddy!"

Wu Junhan snapped out of his reverie and smiled, "Hmm?"

"Daddy, where's Mommy? Why didn't she come to pick me up today?"

"Oh, Mommy said she had something to do today, so she asked Daddy to pick you up. Nianhan, after we finish eating, Daddy will take you to play, okay?"

Nianhan clapped his hands happily and laughed, "Okay, okay! I want to go to the amusement park!"

Wu Junhan smiled, "The amusement park, right? No problem, Nianhan, eat quickly, and we'll go after we're full!"

"Okay!"

After finishing their KFC meal, Wu Junhan took his son to the amusement park. Nianhan was still just a child; once inside, he happily ran and played, making Wu Junhan worry that he might fall, so he had to follow closely, panting, to protect him.

Not long after, Wu Junhan suddenly heard a woman's voice exclaim in surprise, "Brother Wu! Is that you?"

Wu Junhan turned around and saw a woman sitting by the pool of colorful plastic balls, looking at him happily. Wu Junhan recognized her at a glance and cheerfully called out, "Meiqi! What are you doing here?"

Liu Meiqi smiled and pointed to a little boy in the pool of colorful balls, saying, "I brought my sister's child to play. What about you?"

Without thinking for a moment, Wu Junhan pointed to Xiao Nianhan, who was riding a rocking horse, and laughed, "I brought my son to play too, hehe!"

"Your son?" Liu Meiqi was taken aback for a moment, then walked over curiously, patted Xiao Nianhan's head, and said, "Little friend, what's your name? How old are you?"

Wu Junhan said to Xiao Nianhan, "Xiao Nianhan, come here, say hello to Auntie!"

Xiao Nianhan looked at Liu Meiqi innocently and whispered, "Auntie, my name is Liu Nianhan, and I'm two and a half years old!"

"Really? Nianhan is so good. Auntie will buy you some candy later, okay?"

"Okay, okay, thank you, Auntie!"

Liu Meiqi straightened up and looked at Wu Junhan, her eyes holding an unreadable expression.

Wu Junhan knew that she had hinted at her feelings for him, but he hadn't paid any attention at the time. He quickly asked, "Meiqi, how's business at your shop?"

Liu Meiqi smiled faintly and said, "So-so, just average. By the way, Brother Wu, are you free tonight? I'd like to treat you to dinner!"

Wu Junhan thought for a moment and replied, "Yes!"

Just as Wu Junhan was sighing, his phone suddenly rang in his pocket. After apologizing to Liu Meiqi, he took out his phone and saw that it was Liu Yating calling.

Wu Junhan pressed the call button and held the phone to his ear: "Hello, Yating!"

"Honey, where's Xiao Nianhan?"

"He's playing next to me. Did you finish your business?"

"Yeah, I just came out. Was our son good today? Where are you two playing?"

"We're at the amusement park!"

"Okay, I'll be right there!"

"Or we can come pick you up. It'll be easier since we have a car."

"Okay, I'll grab something to eat near my workplace while I wait for you. By the way, have you and our son had dinner?"

"Yeah, we have!"

"Don't tell me you took our son to KFC again!"

Wu Junhan broke out in a cold sweat, turned to Xiao Nianhan, winked, and laughed: "No, no, don't worry!"

"That's good! That's settled then, hurry up and come over, bye-bye!"

Wu Junhan put down his phone and said to Liu Meiqi, "Meiqi, I'm leaving now, let's contact each other later, okay?"

Liu Meiqi glanced back at her nephew and nodded, saying, "Okay, just don't forget later!"

Wu Junhan bent down, picked up his son, and said to him, "Little Nianhan, stop playing, let's go pick up Mommy together, okay?"

Little Nianhan obediently said, "Okay, let's go pick up Mommy!"

"Then say goodbye to Auntie!"

"Goodbye Auntie! Where's my candy?"

Wu Junhan and Liu Meiqi both laughed when they heard this. I said to them, "Little Nianhan, be good, Daddy will buy you some later, okay?"

"Oh!"

Liu Meiqi affectionately pinched Little Nianhan's little arm and smiled at Wu Junhan, saying, "Brother Wu, your son is so cute!"

After saying goodbye to Liu Meiqi, Wu Junhan first took Little Nianhan to the supermarket on the second floor to buy two boxes of candy, and then drove to the place Liu Yating had mentioned.

Liu Yating was already waiting for Wu Junhan and his family. Wu Junhan parked the car next to her, opened the door, and little Nianhan, sitting beside her, stretched out his hands and called out, "Mommy!"

Liu Yating bent down and hugged her son tightly, saying with a loving and happy expression, "Really? My son is so good, let Mommy give you a kiss!"

After a moment of tenderness, Liu Yating got back into the car and placed little Nianhan on her lap. Little Nianhan held up a toy in his hand, showing it off like a treasure, saying, "Mommy, look! This is the toy Daddy bought for Lai Lai, and lots and lots of candy too!"

"Really? So many things?" Liu Yating kissed her son again, then rolled her eyes at Wu Junhan, and said coquettishly, "We already have so many toys at home, and you still keep buying him random things. Don't you remember anything I say?"

Wu Junhan looked at the mother and son and smiled, saying, "He likes what he wants, I can't stop him!"

Liu Yating hugged her son and ignored Wu Junhan, asking her son with a smile, "Little Nianhan, what did Daddy take you out for dinner tonight?"

"KFC! It's so delicious!"

Wu Junhan almost laughed and cried at the same time, turning around to glare at his son, thinking, "Silly son, why didn't you help your dad cover up the lie? Now your dad is in big trouble!"

Sure enough, Liu Yating let out a low growl: "Wu Junhan! You lied to me again!"...

Wu Junhan told Liu Yating to drive his car and take Xiao Nianhan home first. Since he had just agreed to Liu Meiqi's invitation, he took out his phone and dialed Liu Meiqi and Shen Ru's numbers without hesitation.

Half an hour later, Wu Junhan saw Liu Meiqi driving a red Hyundai sports car on the roadside, waving enthusiastically at him and calling out, "Hey, I'm here!"

Wu Junhan smiled and ran over.

Liu Meiqi opened the car door and invited him in.

Wu Junhan sat next to Liu Meiqi, only smelling a unique perfume emanating from her. Liu Meiqi wore a light, off-the-shoulder yellow top paired with a light blue and white short skirt, looking radiant and exceptionally beautiful.

The car slowly started moving. Liu Meiqi's car had originally pulled into the parking lot of a high-end Western restaurant. "Brother Wu, how about this, come to my house for a bit, and I'll let you try my cooking, okay?" she suddenly changed her mind and asked.

Wu Junhan gazed at her beautiful face, feeling a mix of emotions, a sense that something was about to happen after meeting her today, but he nodded nonetheless.

Liu Meiqi turned the steering wheel and drove straight to her house.

The two chatted amiably along the way.

A dozen minutes later, the car pulled into a residential area and screeched to a halt in an open space. Liu Meiqi smiled and said, "I live here!"

They got out of the car together and entered a multi-level building.

Taking the elevator to the sixth floor, Liu Meiqi unlocked the door to apartment 601. The door opened, and Wu Junhan was immediately struck by the clean and elegant decor, the fresh and bright style that gave him a warm feeling.

"This room is nice," Wu Junhan remarked sincerely, looking around.

"It's alright." Liu Meiqi turned around and smiled, her smile so radiant.

"Please sit down for a while, it's too hot, I'll go change my clothes."

Liu Meiqi tugged at her clothes, speaking obediently.

Wu Junhan sat down on the soft sofa and smiled, "Please, go ahead."

Liu Meiqi turned gracefully and walked into the inner room. A moment later, she emerged, wearing a light and clean dress, her figure graceful, her curves alluring.

"What would you like to drink?" Liu Meiqi's eyes lingered on Wu Junhan's face as she softly asked.

"Just a cup of tea, please," Wu Junhan replied casually.

Wu Junhan gazed intently at Liu Meiqi and whispered, "You're so beautiful." The words came naturally, and upon hearing the compliment, Liu Meiqi's cheeks instantly flushed, making her incredibly adorable.

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