[Mr. No Temper] [Author: A Piece of Pork Belly]

Mr. No Temper (Part 1): My Husband is a Superstar
"Nineteenth mission completion rate 100%, rating A, gained 100 wish points, total wish points 1800. Mission filtering in progress, please wait..."
Xu Yihan was in a daze for a while when she heard the system say: "Mission acquisition in progress... Mission: Love Trap. Entering..."
It was still the familiar white light, still the familiar dizziness, and the system's unchanging cold words: "Identity: Writer Xu Yihan, Mission objective: Obtain a happy marriage. Mission begins."
The moment she entered the new world, a wave of information flooded her brain. Xu Yihan sorted it out and couldn't help but smile bitterly to herself.
The original owner and her boyfriend Lu Weifeng had been in love for three years and planned to get married after graduation. Unexpectedly, her parents strongly opposed it. In addition, they took it upon themselves to arrange a marriage for her with a popular star in the entertainment industry, who had considerable influence in the film and music scene. The original owner was a sentimental person and naturally refused to give up her beloved boyfriend to marry a stranger. She had been engaged in a protracted battle with her parents for over half a year, but then, unexpectedly, Lu Weifeng stepped forward and proposed a "playing along" strategy. He advised her to feign obedience to her parents, then divorce them after marriage citing incompatibility, thus dissuading them from pursuing their relationship. After the divorce, he would reappear as a devoted lover, which would surely win over her parents.
The original owner, momentarily blinded by greed, actually agreed to this plan.
Before the marriage, she and her husband signed a "gentleman's agreement," tacitly agreeing to each manage their own affairs and not interfere with the other. He also very graciously cooperated and covered for her on several occasions after the marriage.
Six months later, when she discussed divorce with her husband, Lu Weifeng diligently helped her hire a lawyer and repeatedly encouraged her to maintain a strong stance on the division of property, which displeased her. A few days later, she unexpectedly caught Lu Weifeng and his mistress in bed together, only to discover that the two had been having an affair for a long time. Lu Weifeng had originally planned to dump the original owner, but upon hearing that her fiancé was wealthy, he harbored wicked thoughts, intending to wait until she had extracted enough benefits from him before marrying her, trying every
means to exploit her. After the initial shock and anger, the original owner was heartbroken and silently divorced her husband, leaving City A. She spent a long time healing, but ultimately lost all trust and hope in love, living a life of melancholy. On her deathbed, she had a strong desire to start over.
This melodramatic story left Xu Yihan speechless.
"Miss Xu?" A polite and gentle reminder interrupted Xu Yihan's thoughts. The man's magnetic voice pulled Xu Yihan back to reality. She looked up and froze for a couple of seconds.
The man wore a pure white shirt, the collar slightly open, two buttons casually undone, revealing a glimpse of his fair neck. He had sharply defined facial features, exquisitely sculpted, flawless, and could withstand scrutiny from any angle. His thick, handsome eyebrows were slightly raised, his eyes gleaming softly as he looked at her, his thin lips slightly pursed, polite and measured, his smile serene.
This was Zuo Xiao—her legal husband.
They had registered their marriage a week ago and held a Western-style wedding on an island abroad, inviting only close family and friends, a grand and solemn affair.
The gentleman's agreement signed beforehand was to minimize the harm this absurd marriage would cause to both parties, so considering Zuo Xiao's various concerns as a celebrity, the original owner had proactively proposed a secret marriage. Zuo Xiao was very easy to talk to, basically always obliging, whether out of a lack of assertiveness or genuine indifference to the matter, it was unclear.
After an awkward wedding night, the two went their separate ways, like returning to reality after filming wrapped, becoming mere strangers. Today's meeting was at Zuo Xiao's invitation, to discuss some details about future cooperation.
Xu Yihan snapped out of her reverie and smiled apologetically, "Sorry, I was daydreaming."
Zuo Xiao smiled elegantly, "It's alright. Let me repeat what we just discussed."
Xu Yihan nodded, gazing intently at him.
The man was incredibly patient, slowly and methodically recounting what he had said not long ago, his words clear and precise, his demeanor businesslike. Yet, his youthful appearance made his earnestness seem almost unreal.
“Your grandmother’s 80th birthday is at the end of the month. Logically, I shouldn’t make things difficult for you, but after all, we just got married, and it’s an important birthday for an elder in your family. If we don’t appear together, it would seem a bit impolite and could easily lead to unwarranted speculation from the elders. My father even specifically told me last night to prepare a gift early. So I think it would be best if we went to the birthday celebration together… These are the events you need to attend this year, Miss Xu. Do you think it’s appropriate?” Zuo Xiao looked into her eyes and sincerely sought her opinion.
Xu Yihan was amazed by his thoughtfulness: "No problem."
"That's good." Zuo Xiao smiled easily and relaxed his posture a bit. "I'll have my assistant send you the memo later so you can check it again. If you have any thoughts, feel free to contact me anytime. Ms. Xu, you said you had something to do today, so I won't keep you any longer."
Xu Yihan suddenly found the scene and conversation quite amusing. These days, people who know each other by name and are of similar age don't use honorifics to address each other. He was addressing his legal wife as "Ms. Xu" and using "you" all the time—didn't he find it strange?
She leaned back, a playful smile on her face. "Mr. Zuo, I suddenly remembered that the meeting has been cancelled. If you don't mind, would you like to sit with me a little longer?"
Zuo Xiao made no attempt to hide his surprise. In their few meetings so far, she had been as cold as ice to him, clearly determined to sever all ties. Even this time, she had maintained an extremely distant demeanor since their arrival. How could she suddenly...? He had already prepared to get up and see her off, but now he naturally adjusted his posture and nodded good-naturedly. "Okay. What would you like to drink?"
"Coffee." Xu Yihan raised an eyebrow at his unwavering acceptance.
Zuo Xiao called over a waiter. "Give this lady a mocha, no sugar."
Xu Yihan asked curiously, "How do you know I don't add sugar to my coffee?"
"I saw you drink several cups of unsweetened coffee at the wedding," Zuo Xiao replied casually.
Xu Yihan smiled, "Mr. Zuo, you're so thoughtful. But please stop using such formal 'you,' it makes me look thirty years older."
Zuo Xiao looked at her slightly curved eyebrows and readily agreed, "Okay, sorry."
Xu Yihan looked at his handsome face, which had captivated countless young women, and after a moment's hesitation, asked, "Mr. Zuo, if I may be so bold as to ask, why did you agree to this marriage?"
Upon hearing this, Zuo Xiao's gaze returned to her face.
The woman had a pair of extremely bright eyes, sparkling and full of life, and at this moment, she was unabashedly revealing her great interest. She seemed unaware that such a gaze was incredibly alluring to any man.
Zuo Xiao was momentarily stunned, then smiled, "My parents didn't agree to my entering the entertainment industry. In order to gain an opportunity, I promised to unconditionally grant them one request."
It turned out it was out of necessity.
"That must have been unfair to you," Xu Yihan said sincerely. "If I may be so bold as to ask again, why did you..."
"Agree to a 'gentleman's agreement'?" Zuo Xiao blurted out.
Xu Yihan raised an eyebrow, only to hear him say earnestly, "Because that's a very reasonable request. I admire Miss Xu quite a bit. Being forced to marry a stranger, she was able to handle such an awkward relationship with decisive and rational methods when she couldn't escape reality."
Xu Yihan was slightly taken aback.
He was right. The original owner was able to clearly recognize that they weren't suited for too much interaction, and from the beginning, she dealt with Zuo Xiao coldly, avoiding complicating the marriage. That's why she was able to avoid hurting innocent people when the dramatic events unfolded later.
However, Xu Yihan now found the man in front of her quite interesting.
"Mr. Zuo, you flatter me. Actually, in this marriage, it seems you're the one who's at a disadvantage." Xu Yihan took a sip of her coffee. "You're a big star; countless girls confess their love to you online every day."
"How could that be?" Zuo Xiao shook his head. "You are, after all, a girl. Besides..."
A hint of curiosity appeared in Xu Yihan's bright eyes.
Zuo Xiao remained calm and composed: "I trust my parents' taste. Miss Xu is very outstanding, so from that perspective, I really can't say I've suffered a loss."
In fact, to be approved by Zuo Xiao's parents, Xu Yihan was indeed quite remarkable. Born into a scholarly family, both her parents were renowned in academia. She received strict upbringing, learning music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, and traveled the world with her parents, gaining broad experience. At 16, she published her first collection of essays, which attracted attention in the literary world. At 20, her novel caused a national sensation, and she even had a column in a well-known magazine, gaining widespread fame and a large readership in China. During her university years, she won several important awards, and her works repeatedly topped the bestseller list. Except for when she was infatuated with Lu Weifeng and her emotional and intellectual intelligence plummeted to zero, she was comparable to Zuo Xiao in every other aspect, including family background, reputation, and appearance.
Xu Yihan smiled gently: "Mr. Zuo, is your attitude towards marriage cautious or casual?"
There was a hint of sarcasm in her words, which Zuo Xiao surprisingly understood, but he remained gentle and sincere: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to compare. If I had a choice, I wouldn't want to be a stumbling block for Miss Xu."
Xu Yihan frowned slightly, the gloom in her eyes vanishing in an instant, before she looked at him with amusement: "You're very different from what I imagined."
Zuo Xiao smiled: "You're not quite what I imagined either."
"Oh?" Xu Yihan pressed on, "What did you think I was like? And now you see what I'm like?"
Zuo Xiao tilted his head slightly, pondering for a moment: "I thought writers were all quiet and gentle, but now I think you're a bit… sorry, I can't find the right adjective."
Xu Yihan chuckled: "You mean to say harsh, right?"
Zuo Xiao smiled sheepishly, his handsome face captivating.
While reflecting on her actions, Xu Yihan said, "Actually, I don't really like celebrities in your entertainment industry, so I have a bit of a prejudice against you. It's my fault, and I accept the criticism. However, when dealing with you, I often wonder what's real and what's fake."
Zuo Xiao immediately understood her meaning. He lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, then subtly avoided the topic, saying, "It seems we now have at least one thing in common: we're both bound by stereotypes."
Xu Yihan's interest in him suddenly intensified, and she gazed at him intently for a while. "In that case, let's keep each other accountable for this bad habit."
Zuo Xiao gave her a friendly smile, noticeably more approachable than before.
The two chatted casually about some less sensitive topics, maintaining a harmonious atmosphere. When it was time to leave, Xu Yihan didn't refuse Zuo Xiao's offer to take her home.
After the wedding, citing busy work schedules, the two didn't go on a honeymoon, and Xu Yihan immediately moved out of the bridal suite and returned to her previous residence. Originally, it was to avoid making Lu Weifeng jealous, but now… The car pulled over to the side of the road outside the residential area. Xu Yihan unbuckled her seatbelt but sat motionless in the passenger seat for a long time, her eyes gleaming, lost in thought.
“Miss Xu, we’ve arrived,” Zuo Xiao calmly reminded her.
Xu Yihan turned her head, looking at him with a half-smile: “Since we’re husband and wife now, we’re friends, right?”
Zuo Xiao glanced at her cautiously: “Yes.”
“You must be frequently photographed by paparazzi, right?”
“…” Zuo Xiao nodded silently. Mentioning paparazzi, even someone as good-natured as him felt a little resentful.
"Could you give me the contact information for that paparazzi you hate the most?"
"..."
"I'll get him transferred away for a few days, giving you some freedom again."
Zuo Xiao's lips twitched slightly, barely managing to suppress the question, "What are you going to do?" He cleared his throat and calmly said, "...I'll have my assistant send you his contact information along with the memo we discussed earlier."
"Thank you." Xu Yihan was amused by his rare embarrassment. "Well then, goodbye."
"Goodbye." Zuo Xiao watched her get out of the car, and Xu Yihan waved again as the car slowly drove away.
Xu Yihan stood at the entrance of the residential area, watching his car disappear into the traffic, a faint smile playing on her lips. Coming back to her senses, a sudden shock struck her. Just a man so gentle he was almost boring... But then again, was this man, so radiant on stage and so deeply affectionate in his roles, really boring?
It seems... I've really caught the attention of this simple and unpretentious man... With mixed feelings, Xu Yihan got a new SIM card at the local service center.
She had just finished showering when she received an email from Zuo Xiao's assistant. She saved the memo to her computer and then dialed the paparazzi's number using the new one.
Catching someone in the act is a technically demanding task, so of course, it should be left to the most professional.
Mr. No Temper (Part Two) A Few Words and a Heart-to-Heart Confession...
Three days later, Xu Yihan received an email from the paparazzi. The explicit photos were so graphic and offensive that they made her feel nauseous. She decided to ignore them and sent the entire package to Lu Weifeng without a word, deleting all his contact information.
Sitting in front of her computer, Xu Yihan fell into a brief moment of contemplation.
After a while, she picked up her phone and texted Zuo Xiao's private number: "Mr. Zuo, I'm planning to move back to our marital home for a while. Is that convenient for you?"
Actually, she was just going through the motions. The marital home was bought jointly by both families, so she wasn't in the wrong to move in. The key issue was that Zuo Xiao rarely stayed in one place for long. He owned several properties in City A before the marriage, so Xu Yihan guessed he wouldn't live in the marital home.
Sure enough, Zuo Xiao quickly replied: "Do as you please."
Oh… reminded by those three words, Lu Weifeng called again. Xu Yihan angrily hung up, thinking it best to leave early to avoid harassment from this scumbag. She quickly packed her things, dragged her light suitcase, and drove straight to the marital home.
Because both sets of parents were so eager, they insisted on buying the most expensive house possible. In the incredibly expensive City A, they bought a riverside villa with a garden and swimming pool. Aside from all the other luxuries, the neighbors were all tycoons or celebrities from various industries.
Xu Yihan watched the luxury cars pass by, clicking her tongue in amazement, her mood gradually brightening. Was a lowlife scumbag worth affecting her mood? She'd make herself a beautiful white rose!
Upon entering the house, looking at the spacious and bright space, Xu Yihan hummed a little tune as she carried her suitcase upstairs, unaware that steady footsteps were gradually approaching.
As she stepped onto the last step, Xu Yihan looked up and what came into view was... a young male body that would make anyone's nose bleed.
The 185cm tall man had a well-built physique, broad shoulders, narrow hips, long, straight legs, and skin so white it was almost translucent. His pectoral muscles were beautifully shaped, and his abdominal muscles were a defined inverted triangle, bulging and sculpted. His V-line extended to a certain indescribable area—most importantly, he was almost completely naked, his body still damp, a tight pair of briefs covering a bulging mass between his legs. The prominent bulge made Xu Yihan unconsciously glance at him a few more times, instantly feeling her mouth dry and her soul emptied.
The scene froze at that moment…
Zuo Xiao was drying his wet hair with a towel, water still dripping from his chin. At this moment, his movements stopped abruptly. His dark pupils were fixed on Xu Yihan, who was frozen at the bottom of the stairs. The atmosphere was subtle and awkward, whether from heat or cold, it was hard to tell.
“…”
“…”
For a full half minute, neither of them spoke, remaining in their stiff positions.
Perhaps it was Xu Yihan's intense gaze that made Zuo Xiao uncomfortable. He tried his best to maintain a calm expression, coughing lightly, "I..."
Hearing that his "I" was followed by nothing, and his constipated expression trying to hide it, Xu Yihan felt a pang of pity. She swallowed hard, her gaze wandering before returning to his alluring body, and said rather half-heartedly, "You... don't catch a cold. Put on some clothes before you talk."
"..." Zuo Xiao silently covered his face with a towel and quickly walked towards the bedroom.
Xu Yihan stared unkindly at his flashy underwear... and the sexy buttocks it encased, watching him disappear from sight.
Ten minutes later, Xu Yihan came out of her bedroom and saw Zuo Xiao already sitting on the sofa, dressed formally in a suit and tie, his hair dried. His long, slender fingers were slowly swiping his phone. Seeing Xu Yihan, he gave a forced smile, as if nothing had happened: "Sorry to have startled you. I'll leave right away."
Xu Yihan suppressed a laugh: "Are you coming back?"
Zuo Xiao replied, "No, there's a cocktail party nearby tonight, so I just happened to come over. Miss Xu, don't feel pressured, I won't bother you easily."
Xu Yihan's eyes gleamed mischievously as she teased, "Don't say that, this is your home too. The more 'bothers' like this, the better."
Zuo Xiao was a little flustered again. He realized his past experience wasn't very effective with her, and finally could only respond with his ever-present smile: "Miss Xu is too kind. I'll be going now, goodbye."
Xu Yihan watched him disappear around the corner of the stairs, noticing he walked much faster than the last time they met.
"Zuo Xiao..."
Her cherry lips parted slightly, uttering the somewhat unfamiliar name, a smile still lingering on Xu Yihan's lips.
Xu Yihan grabbed a tablet and went online to browse "Zuo Xiao." The internet was flooded with news about his latest movie. She quickly skimmed through it, then followed the movie to a few interview videos and a compilation of clips edited by netizens showcasing "Zuo Xiao's breathtaking beauty." Completely unaware that it was getting dark, she was so engrossed in Zuo Xiao's good looks that she couldn't help but exclaim, "Tsk, this devil..." She
kept reading until her stomach started growling before reluctantly putting down the tablet. Struggling to pull her thoughts back, she checked her phone and found several text messages and missed calls.
The first text was from Zuo Xiao. Judging by the time, it was after his "Do as you please" message. He quickly added, "But I'm still at home. I'll leave before 4 pm, is that okay?"
Xu Yihan finally understood the reason behind Zuo Xiao's slightly aggrieved expression. She'd clearly been warned, but she foolishly turned off her phone, then came and blocked him from taking a shower, even making suggestive remarks. From Zuo Xiao's perspective, she wasn't just a lecherous woman; she was practically a pervert… *facepalm*
Xu Yihan struggled to continue scrolling through her inbox, her already crumbling heart instantly shattered by a text message from her friend Shuangshuang: "Yihan, what happened between you and Lu Weifeng? He's in my shop and won't leave, saying he absolutely has to see you."
Several more messages followed, updating her on the latest news, asking why her phone was off and what had happened.
Xu Yihan's half-joyful, half-troubled mood vanished instantly. How could there be such a shameless person in the world? She'd already thrown bed photos in her face, what more did she want? She actually went and harassed her friend—this was intolerable!
Xu Yihan grabbed her things and headed out, calling Shuangshuang on the way. Learning that Lu Weifeng was still at her shop, she frowned and said, "Don't mind him, I'm coming right away."
When she arrived at Shuangshuang's bookstore, Lu Weifeng, with his sharp eyes, saw Xu Yihan get out of the car and ran out of the shop. Shuangshuang, worried, quickly followed
. "Yihan, I knew you wouldn't be so heartless," Lu Weifeng said, reaching for Xu Yihan's hand, which she nimbly dodged.
Mr. No Temper (Part 3) The Real Meaning of "Pain"
"Yihan!" Lu Weifeng's performance was worthy of an Oscar, his eyes instantly reddening. "I know I was wrong this time, I was just confused for a moment, you will definitely forgive me, right? I drank too much that day, I swear, you are the only one in my heart, always only you!"
Before Xu Yihan could speak, Shuangshuang had already caught on to something and couldn't help but get angry: "Lu Weifeng, I was wondering why you were being so humble this time, it turns out you..."
Xu Yihan pulled Shuangshuang back, stopping her: "What's the point of talking to him? If he had any shame, he wouldn't have appeared in front of me again. Shuangshuang, go back to the shop, I won't get entangled with him."
If you were to say who knew best how much Xu Yihan was infatuated with Lu Weifeng, Shuangshuang would be one of them. This time, Xu Yihan was able to speak so decisively, which greatly surprised her. She was stunned and looked at her seriously, saying: "You promise?"
"I promise." Xu Yihan smiled slightly, her smile carrying a hint of ease.
Shuangshuang was both surprised and delighted, realizing that she seemed to have truly regained her fighting spirit when facing Lu Weifeng, so she obediently went back to the shop.
Lu Weifeng's heart sank. He had thought that Xu Yihan hadn't said a word, was just silently grieving, but still couldn't bear to break up with him. Actually, her friends hadn't been very optimistic about them in the past, but Xu Yihan had never wavered, remaining devoted to him and making concessions almost without limits. This was also why Lu Weifeng had always had her under his thumb, to the point that his appetite had grown ever larger.
With this weakness removed, Xu Yihan was now undeniably strong from every angle, both physically and mentally. Her anger had subsided considerably on the way back, and she only found this man ridiculous.
She slightly raised her chin, a mocking expression on her face, and said coldly, "Looks like you won't give up until I make things clear? Lu Weifeng, I'm officially informing you now, you've been dumped by me." "
Why?!" Lu Weifeng was somewhat out of control. "Three years of relationship, just like that? Xu Yihan, you're too heartless!"
"Why? What do you mean why? Being together requires both people's consent, but breaking up only requires one person's unwillingness. You know in your heart what you've done. You may not find it disgusting, but I do! Now that we've made this clear, if you still have the nerve, don't bother me or my friends anymore." The more Xu Yihan spoke, the more intense the disgust in her eyes became, without a trace of reluctance.
"Ha! In the end, isn't it because you think I'm not rich? I'm not good enough for you! Your parents don't like me, and you don't like me either. Now you feel like you've been taken advantage of and want to dump me, so of course you find everything disgusting! Why didn't you find it disgusting before? Huh?" Lu Weifeng became more and more agitated as he spoke. If Xu Yihan hadn't already known what kind of person he was, she would have been completely confused by his unreasonable arguments.
She remembered their past arguments, how it was always the same. Even when it was clearly his fault, he could come up with a hundred reasons to prove she was more wrong than him, as if that made her unworthy of being angry. Back then, she was out of her mind, groveling to the point of humiliation, even going back to apologize to him. Now he was using the same old tricks, which, in Xu Yihan's eyes, was utterly despicable.
Xu Yihan didn't want to continue arguing with him, but Lu Weifeng grew increasingly agitated, grabbing her wrist and refusing to let her go. One minute he was cursing, the next he was pleading, but it all became increasingly pointless.
Xu Yihan was truly exhausted, both physically and mentally. When she tried to break free, she discovered the man's strength was unbelievably immense.
Shuangshuang, inside the shop, could only see Lu Weifeng's back and didn't notice anything amiss. Xu Yihan's wrist was bruised and red from being squeezed, and
she angrily shouted, "Let go or I'll call for help!" "You're my girlfriend! What right do others have to interfere in our affairs?" When a man is unreasonable, a woman is truly helpless. Looking at his ferocious expression, Xu Yihan was afraid that if she angered him further, he would take her down with him. She was filled with anger and resentment, feeling extremely frustrated.
At this moment, a car turned the corner and slowly accelerated. In the passenger seat, Zuo Xiao stood upright, staring straight ahead, his handsome face illuminated by the changing shadows of the streetlights.
The car passed a bookstore with artsy decor, and Zuo Xiao caught a glimpse of a man and woman struggling at the entrance out of the corner of his eye.
He frowned slightly, remained silent for a moment, and then suddenly said, "Stop the car."
The driver didn't say a word and pulled the car over to the side of the road. Zuo Xiao rolled down the window most of the way and looked at the scene in the rearview mirror, his thick eyebrows furrowed.
A moment later, he opened the car door and casually said, "Ah Jie, come with me to take a look."
"Okay." The driver got out of the car and followed behind him.
Zuo Xiao approached and just then heard Lu Weifeng's roaring voice: "...You slept with him, didn't you? He's big? He made you feel good? You tasted the sweetness and can't bear to part with him, so you want to find an excuse to break up with me so you can be your rich wife, right? You've been with me for so long, and you won't even give me your body, so why should I remain chaste for you? And now you want to break up with me over something like this?"
The more he spoke, the more unrestrained and illogical his words became, and he just seized on Xu Yihan and made malicious speculations, throwing all sorts of dirty accusations at her. Xu Yihan was enraged, reaching her limit. Taking advantage of Lu Weifeng's belief that she had given up struggling, she kicked him hard in the groin. Lu Weifeng cried out in pain and released his grip. Xu Yihan quickly pulled her hand back and took two steps back to leave. She glanced up and saw Zuo Xiao standing a few meters away, staring at them in disbelief, his face showing utter astonishment, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.
"..." Xu Yihan froze on the spot.
Actually, Zuo Xiao was just... looking at her "painful"...
Lu Weifeng didn't notice Zuo Xiao, clutching his groin, already furious to the extreme. He reached out to slap Xu Yihan, but his wrist was suddenly gripped tightly from behind. He tried several times, but couldn't move it at all.
"Who the hell are you..." Lu Weifeng turned around, ready to unleash a torrent of abuse, but upon seeing Zuo Xiao, his pupils constricted, and he turned to Xu Yihan with a cold smile: "Who the hell do we have here? Ha! You filthy bitch, you're the one who's accusing us first!"
Zuo Xiao frowned, glanced at him, then stared at Xu Yihan for a long while, his face honestly filled with suspicion: "Miss Xu, it seems your judgment isn't very good."
Xu Yihan felt this was the most humiliating moment of her life.
Seeing her embarrassment, Zuo Xiao showed remorse, then released Lu Weifeng's hand, looked at him gently, and said, "Sir, a man shouldn't lack manners, but he should at least have self-respect. Stop bothering her."
After lecturing her, he winked at A-Jie, who nodded and stepped forward to separate Lu Weifeng and Xu Yihan, looking as if he wanted to keep an eye on him.
Xu Yihan silently stared at his ever-calm face, somewhat lost in thought.
Zuo Xiao gestured for her to leave, and Xu Yihan, seeing his car parked not far away, immediately understood and smiled gratefully at him. The two were about to leave.
"What right do you have to interfere in our affairs! What are you? We've been together for three years! Three years!" Lu Weifeng suddenly burst out with a piercing shout.
Zuo Xiao paused, turned around thoughtfully to look at him: "I am her husband, legally. You, now, are nothing."
Mr. No Temper (IV) Today, I'm going to sleep with you!
Slightly H "The king told me to patrol the mountain~~~hiccup~yo!" Xu Yihan's face was flushed, her body went limp and she collapsed onto Zuo Xiao, completely oblivious to her own shortcomings, still smug, twisting and turning and shouting, "Let me go! I'm patrolling the mountain!"
"...Patrol together." Zuo Xiao firmly locked her two slender white arms, half-hugging her, the two of them becoming a conjoined twin, moving towards the bedroom.
The woman turned her head away defiantly, her eyes like autumn water, but they were constantly swaying, and she seemed completely dazed. Zuo Xiao saw three double images of her, yet she still stubbornly insisted, "Your Grandpa Sun patrols the mountain... one person is enough!"
Zuo Xiao smiled slightly, "Patrolling the mountain always requires two people to supervise each other. If you want to fool a demon, you have to go all out."
"???" Xu Yihan was confused as she pondered this question. Zuo Xiao took the opportunity to move her forward a bit more. Just as they were about to enter the house, Xu Yihan suddenly turned around, pushed him on the chest with both hands, and shouted, "Ha! Old demon, take this from my old grandpa!"
Zuo Xiao was startled again, as she grabbed his collar and shook him about ten times, making him see stars.
"..."
The most difficult part of Zuo Xiao's life was walking from the front door to the bedroom with a woman with terrible drinking manners... "Ah!!" Xu Yihan let go of her hands and fell onto the bed, sinking into the soft mattress.
Zuo Xiao loosened his tie, glanced at his tattered shirt collar, and unbuttoned several buttons, revealing his fair and muscular chest. His forehead was covered in sweat; he felt completely drained.
Xu Yihan lay on the bed, half-closing her eyes at him, though she couldn't see anything clearly—just a shadow layered upon each other, hazy and alluring from a distance.
Zuo Xiao stood helplessly by the bed for a while, arms crossed. Since this house wasn't frequently used and lacked essentials, so sobering her up was a challenge. A-Jie had gone to clean up the mess with the man whose name he couldn't remember, and he couldn't find anyone suitable to do it. After a moment's thought, he decided to "drink
some hot water" first. Just as he was about to leave, a figure suddenly attacked from behind, incredibly agile, grabbing his arm with precision and force, pulling him up sharply. Zuo Xiao instantly felt as if his arm had been ripped off. Looking down, he saw a drunken koala shamelessly clinging to him. Her delicate, pretty face was flushed, her eyebrows curved, and her bright, clear eyes blinked as she stared at him playfully. Her pink, cherry-like lips pouted naturally, revealing a pleading expression. She giggled for a while, then said coyly, "Don't go..."
This woman was unpredictable (…), and Zuo Xiao didn't know what kind of trouble she was causing this time. He cautiously adopted a gentler approach: "I won't go. I'll get you a cup of hot water."
Xu Yihan's eyes widened, catching the key word "hot water," and she angrily said, "You scumbag!"
"???" Zuo Xiao didn't react for a moment. The drunkard had already unleashed her second ultimate weapon—bursting into tears.
The woman knelt on the bed, her upper body wrapped around him, clinging firmly. Without warning, she suddenly burst into tears: "I knew you didn't love me! Drink hot water! What else can you do besides drink hot water?"
"..." Zuo Xiao stared wide-eyed at her, watching her sob uncontrollably, wiping snot and tears onto his shoulder. Between sobs, she launched into a long, rambling accusation about a whole host of trivial matters. It took Zuo Xiao a while to realize that she was treating him like Lu Weifeng, cursing, "I always scooped out the sweetest part of the watermelon for you, and now I'm kicking myself!" Then she seemed to realize he was Zuo Xiao, and after a while, she couldn't think of anything to say, so she started being unreasonable, "You're a guy, and your eyelashes are longer than mine? Can't you be a little more humble? Can't they just grow as long as they want?"
"...Sorry, I'll talk to my mom about it before I'm reincarnated in my next life, and I'll let them grow as long as they want." Zuo Xiao coaxed and dragged her back to the bed, struggling for over half an hour before Xu Yihan finally calmed down, lying motionless on the bed, her mutterings growing softer and softer. Zuo Xiao was too exhausted to move. His suit jacket lay to the side, his shirt clinging to his body, soaked with sweat, as he lay sprawled beside her, trying to recover.
"Thirsty..." Xu Yihan turned to look at him. The man was drenched in sweat, exuding an alluring masculine aura. Up close, his perfectly sculpted profile was even more captivating, and the muscles of his upper body were faintly visible beneath his tight-fitting shirt, their tautness creating a forbidden sensuality that was incredibly alluring.
Hearing that she had finally agreed to drink water, Zuo Xiao was about to get up when he was suddenly forced back down by a lithe figure flying towards him. Before he could react, Xu Yihan was already straddling him, pressing down on him with lightning speed and kissing his lips.
Zuo Xiao was instantly petrified, letting her red lips roam freely, her fragrant tongue licking back and forth on his thin lips. Before he could react and try to protest, she seized the opportunity, her nimble, wet, and hot tongue plunging in, silencing all his words, stirring his restless fear, and greedily devouring the saliva in his mouth. The woman's faint fragrance, mixed with the sweetness and wet, ambiguous sensation of her tongue, overwhelmed him. Even through their clothes, the points of contact between their bodies could feel the restless heat, and with each movement, the friction intensified, a fiery heat spreading across their skin, stimulating their sensitive nerves and making it hard to breathe.
The intoxication of their passionate embrace almost robbed Zuo Xiao of his ability to think. He barely managed to hold onto a sliver of reason, struggling but afraid to use too much force for fear of hurting her. He finally managed to push her away slightly, frowning as he said, "You're drunk. Stop it, go to sleep."
"Sleep with you..." Xu Yihan tried to take liberties again, but Zuo Xiao forcefully blocked her: "Do you know who I am?"
Unexpectedly, Xu Yihan smiled, her cool fingers tracing his cheek, and whispered, "Zuo Xiao."
"Then stop playing around." The man's magnetic voice carried a hint of helplessness, and if you listened closely, you could sense a certain agitation at the loss of control.
Xu Yihan suddenly froze, speechless, only gazing at him with her soft, alluring eyes. Her eyes were mostly blank, with a hint of intoxication, which made Zuo Xiao feel sorry for her. He carefully chose his words and gently comforted her, "It's okay, it's just a breakup. You'll feel better after a good night's sleep." His
words only made Xu Yihan's eyes redden, her nose tingle, and tears welled up in her eyes. Unlike her previous outburst of crying, this silent weeping put even more pressure on Zuo Xiao. He couldn't push her away any longer, so he gently patted her back and softly comforted her. Xu Yihan nestled into his arms, her small hand resting on his chest, her fingertips idly tracing circles. Whether intentionally or unintentionally, she touched his nipple and gently rubbed it through his shirt.
Zuo Xiao's upper body stiffened, feeling the growing intimacy in the air and the subtle sensation of his body being teased. He pursed his lips, silently reached out, and grabbed the small hand that was squeezing harder and harder.
The woman's hands were soft and boneless, so smooth and delicate that the touch almost made Zuo Xiao momentarily dazed. He barely managed to suppress the inexplicable surge of anxiety and said softly, "You go to sleep first, I won't disturb you."
Xu Yihan was drunk and unreasonable, her emotions shifting rapidly. One of her hands was held in his large, warm palm, and she leaned against his chest. The parts of their bodies in contact felt burning hot, and her desire was amplified many times over by the alcohol, making it difficult to control, and she didn't want to control it.
She looked up and stared deeply into his eyes. Zuo Xiao's overlapping eyes occasionally closed together, and his obsidian-like pupils gradually became clear. His slightly helpless and gentle gaze almost melted her. Their faces were only inches apart, and they could feel each other's warm breath.
"Today, I'm going to sleep with you, Zuo Xiao. You have to have this ordeal!" Xu Yihan said, giving him another forceful kiss, tearing and ripping at his shirt as she did so. Their hot, wet lips clashed fiercely. One barged in, trying to be a lecherous scoundrel; the other resisted fiercely, determined to preserve her chastity. After several rounds of this battle, bumping and shoving, Zuo Xiao's expensive shirt was nearly ruined. Sweat beaded on his chest, and his mental defenses were on the verge of collapse. Taking advantage of a lull, he forced out three words through gritted teeth, his brow furrowed: "Xu Yihan!"
Xu Yihan was startled for a second by the solemnity in his voice.
Zuo Xiao simply sat up, holding her, catching his breath. He ran his fingers through his hair, staring at Xu Yihan for a long time. Seeing her "I won't rest until I've slept with you" expression, and feeling his own erection rising during their earlier groping and rubbing, he felt incredibly embarrassed. After a long standoff, he retreated to his last line: "Let's take a shower first!"
Xu Yihan smiled sweetly, hooking his chin with her finger, and said, "Tsk, little cutie, whatever you say."
She was the epitome of an ancient playboy seducing a respectable woman.
Zuo Xiao didn't argue with her. Since he was already prepared to lose his virginity, he abandoned his previous coyness and quickly stripped Xu Yihan naked, acting as manly as possible. Then he carried her to the bathroom, and fearing something might happen to her, he simply held her and showered her hand in hand, getting himself completely soaked. His shirt became almost transparent, revealing a large expanse of his chest.
Zuo Xiao was truly serious about giving her a bath, covering the entire process. He stared intently at her from the neck up, his fingers rubbing her hair, ignoring Xu Yihan's struggles with his belt, her breathing remaining steady throughout.
Finally, Xu Yihan not only dried her hair but also brushed her teeth. Then, Zuo Xiao wrapped her in a bath towel, carried her out, and threw her onto the bed. His tone was slightly harsher than usual: "Wait on the bed."
The bath had sobered Xu Yihan up a bit. Staring at his retreating figure as he walked towards the bathroom, she said, "Don't masturbate in the bathroom! Your public funds have to be handed over to the state."
Zuo Xiao almost stumbled and fell. Less than three minutes after entering the bathroom, the door opened, and the man, shirtless with a bath towel wrapped around his waist and his hair still wet, calmly walked out and sat on the bed, looking at Xu Yihan with a serious expression.
"It's not too late to regret it now." His voice was slightly hoarse, and his long-suppressed desire seemed about to erupt.
In the short video of Xu Yihan drinking, her mind went blank, and she boldly declared, "If you're a man, then do it!"
"..."
The next second, the thin blanket covering Xu Yihan was ripped off, and two bath towels fell almost simultaneously. The man's body immediately pressed down on her, and a burning kiss followed. Unlike the resistance and rejection she had encountered before, this time, he took the initiative and passionately moved around, sucking and thrusting in and out. His wet tongue swept across her lips and teeth, intertwining with the depths of her mouth and palate, making Xu Yihan's breathing quicken. She gradually became immersed in the passion he brought, slowly losing control.
"Mmm~~" The woman's high, firm breasts were tightly grasped by Zuo Xiao's hand, kneaded and caressed in his palm. The elasticity of her breasts aroused the man's desire to ravage them. He kneaded and squeezed them, constantly changing their shape. His fingers pinched and pulled at her full nipples, and his fingertips played with the hard nipples, teasing her in circles. This made her increasingly unsatisfied. Her snow-white body arched up and rubbed against his skin. Her legs wrapped around his lower body involuntarily. She gradually felt his penis grow thicker and harder, soon swelling into a hot, thick rod between her legs.
Zuo Xiao made no attempt to conceal himself, his passionate kisses spreading from her lips to her neck, then to her nipples, sucking loudly. At the same time, he parted her legs, his hard member pressing against her wet, hot lips, rubbing incessantly. His purplish-red, enormous penis was over twenty centimeters long, its glans as large as a goose egg, clear fluid seeping from its urethral opening. The shaft was as thick as a baby's arm, veins bulging and intertwined, looking ferocious and terrifying.
Zuo Xiao used all three methods simultaneously, his hands, mouth, and penis all at once, kneading and sucking. The thick glans slid up and down against the woman's most sensitive private parts, causing the already sensitive Xu Yihan to moan incessantly, her breathing becoming increasingly rapid and hot, her body trembling slightly. A wave of emptiness and itching washed over her, waves of desire surging forth, seeping from her lips and sliding down her buttocks, wetting most of her bottom. She twisted her body, panting heavily.
"Ah~ Ah! Ah... I want... Ah..." The woman moaned softly, her face flushed with desire. This scene, seen by Zuo Xiao, became the final straw that broke the camel's back: his penis was already rock hard, the head of it pressing against the crevice of her vulva, uncontrollably exploring deeper, stimulated by the copious amounts of love fluid.
Zuo Xiao looked up at the woman's alluring face, the lust in his eyes gradually leaking out. He lowered his voice and said, "I'm coming."
"Mmm~~" Xu Yihan groaned, her legs wide open, revealing her overflowing, seductive vulva to him. The hard object found its way in, slowly pushing in. The narrow opening was stretched open, still unable to accommodate the excessively large glans, causing Xu Yihan's body to tense instantly: "Ah... It's too big..."
"Relax, relax..." Zuo Xiao soothed her gently. Xu Yihan was indeed careless and relaxed a lot. In that instant, Zuo Xiao seized the opportunity, thrust his hips, and forcefully inserted the head and a small part of the tip of his penis. Xu Yihan cried out in pain: "Ah!!"
Mr. No Temper (5) Two Mouths Don't Let It Go~ High H
Xu Yihan's eyes were filled with tears from the pain. The hot, swollen thing stretched her opening, making it feel like it was being torn apart. However, the walls of her vagina were as if they had been flattened and tightly gripped the mushroom head that had been inserted. With each contraction, it was like a small mouth sucking. In the midst of the entanglement, honey-like fluid gushed out, causing Zuo Xiao to gasp. The intense pleasure stimulated his impulse to continue inserting it. But when he looked down, the little woman under him was no longer as arrogant as before. Her sharp chin was raised high, the back of her head was pressed against the pillow, her upper body was trembling, and her pearly teeth were biting her red lips until they turned white. Her painful state suddenly made him feel sorry for her.
Zuo Xiao felt a mixture of amusement and tenderness. He reached out and grasped her slender fingers, tightening his grip. He comforted
her in a low voice, "Bear with it." Then, he lowered his head and gently kissed her tear-streaked eyes, wiping away the slightly salty tears.
His warm lips touched her eyes, and for some reason, Xu Yihan felt a sudden flutter in her heart. She couldn't grasp the fleeting thought, but instinctively tightened her grip on his fingers. The waves of pain in her body seemed to find an outlet, gradually receding like the ebb tide. Meanwhile, his hard, erect penis rubbed against the tender flesh at the entrance of her passage, causing a deep, unbearable emptiness in her vagina, yearning for that satisfaction to continue deeper… "Mmm… Zuo Xiao…" the woman's seductive murmur rang in Zuo Xiao's ears, sending a shiver of pleasure through him. His already pent-up penis thrust forward, "plop," breaking through the barrier and plunging deep into her core!
"Ah! Ahh..." Xu Yihan arched her body, Zuo Xiao supporting her full, upturned buttocks with one hand, letting her grip the other tightly. He stroked her smooth, soft flesh, feeling the tightness and wetness of her honeyed orifice. The orifice contracted and writhed violently, gripping her as if a thousand ants were gnawing at her, licking every sensitive spot, deeply embedded in the crevices and grooves, an intoxicating and bone-melting sensation. Zuo Xiao tried his best to control his desire to thrust and maintain the status quo. As Xu Yihan's soft sobs gradually subsided and her honeyed juices flowed freely from her honeyed orifice, he used this lubricant to gently thrust his hips rhythmically.
The hot, hard thing inserted inside her, every movement in and out, stimulated Xu Yihan's sensitive nerves. The protruding flesh on the walls of her orifice was roughly scraped and ravaged, the tearing pain intertwined with the wisps of pleasure, like waves crashing against rocks, shattering and splashing. Xu Yihan struggled amidst the torment of her bones and soul, experiencing both intense pain and a strange, peculiar pleasure. Gradually, she adapted to the massive object's thrusting within her. Her tightly furrowed brows relaxed slightly, and her beautiful eyes naturally revealed a woman's innate charm.
"Are you feeling better?" Zuo Xiao closely observed her expression, his brows filled with concern and restraint.
Her honeyed cave was stretched taut by the large penis. As the shaft withdrew, a large amount of lustful fluid flowed from the opening, soaking the woman's lower body. The air between their intertwined bodies was filled with an alluring musky scent, and desire surged. Xu Yihan, fueled by alcohol, twisted her waist and moaned softly, saying in a seductive voice, "So big...so comfortable...mmm~~"
Zuo Xiao's lips curled slightly. The fire that had ignited in his lower abdomen had already spread like wildfire. His muscles contracted, and he thrust his hips forward, increasing the speed of his penis's thrusts. The large mushroom head became more and more ferocious with each thrust, pounding against her clitoris and grinding it to produce a large amount of lustful fluid. He fucked the woman's body, causing her moans to become chaotic and broken: "Ugh...ah...no...don't...don't touch there...ugh!"
The dam broke, and desire overflowed. How could she possibly hold back? The man's pupils constricted as he gripped the woman's slender waist, his lower body thrusting and pounding wildly. His penis repeatedly forced its way into her tight passage, penetrating deeper and deeper. The hard edges scraped against the resilient walls of her vagina, pulling at the soft flesh already wet from the grinding of his shaft, rubbing back and forth against her sensitive spots. Xu Yihan was overwhelmed with pleasure; waves of ecstasy coursed through her body, bringing a series of tremors and shivers. Her legs tensed, yet she couldn't close them, her vagina contracting even more forcefully, sometimes clenching and sometimes relaxing, swallowing and releasing his penis, playing with it in various ways, the friction becoming even more intense.
The squelching sounds of his penis thrusting in grew louder and more frequent, mingling perfectly with the slapping of his testicles against her buttocks. Her vagina was constantly being ravaged and penetrated, the gushing fluids from the opening frothing into a lascivious white foam, soaking most of her buttocks. The man's short, thick pubic hair, glistening with honey, clung to his full, smooth mons pubis, pressing against the hard, pebble-like clitoris at the tip of her labia, sending shivers down Xu Yihan's spine: "Ah...you're ruining me, ooh..."
The woman's pretty face flushed crimson, her slender, voluptuous figure laid bare before Zuo Xiao's eyes. Her shoulders trembled with passion, her high, snow-white breasts quivering and shaking as the man thrust into them, their white flesh gleaming wantonly. Her flat stomach was occasionally bulging with small mounds, the outline of his glans faintly visible.
Zuo Xiao's pupils blazed with fire, his thin lips pressed tightly together several times, his thrusts becoming increasingly unrestrained, each stroke more ferocious than the last, tearing open the passage and slamming into the cervix. The man's muscular chest rose and fell slightly, glistening with a thin layer of sexy sweat. His words, a mix of pleasure
and reproach, were ambiguous: "Little vixen, you two mouths are relentless!" Xu Yihan trembled violently, her legs shaking so much she could barely hold his waist. Her moans changed tone, becoming soft, sweet, and filled with satisfied pleasure and an even more insatiable desire. Unconsciously, she twisted her waist to meet the penetration of his penis, feeling as if her internal organs were out of place. The fierce mushroom head seemed to pierce her uterus, penetrating her entire body. Her heart pounded in her throat, almost unable to withstand the intense, storm-like thrusting. Zuo Xiao was equally ecstatic. A powerful suction force emanated from deep within, sucking and licking the glans, sending waves of pleasure shooting down his spine, almost causing him to ejaculate.
The man held the woman's slender hips, thrusting his lower body violently, causing her body to arch upwards repeatedly. The next moment, he pulled her back with his strong arms, their bodies frantically merging together. The impact sent shivers down their spines. Xu Yihan felt a tingling sensation deep within her, her blood boiling, her nerves taut, the fine hairs on her skin standing on end. Every movement triggered endless tremors. An indescribable pleasure surged through her body at their point of contact, eliciting soft moans: "Ahhh...it's fucked through..." …Ugh! So good… mmm…”
Zuo Xiao groaned, his iron-hard member growing stronger with each thrust, pounding in and out of the wet, seductive orifice, fucking her deep into her womb, causing Xu Yihan's seductive voice to become hoarse and choked with sobs, broken and incoherent: “Ah~ Ah ha… No, it’s broken… ah!”
The man’s dark eyes narrowed, his thrusting speed not slowing down but increasing: “Today I’ll fuck you to pieces, you little vixen!”
Mr. No Temper (VI) Seduced me, so you have to take responsibility to the end~
"Ah...faster...Zuo...ah!" The woman's suddenly rising, seductive moans abruptly stopped as her upper body arched. Her two slender, white legs wrapped around Zuo Xiao's lean waist, and her vagina contracted and writhed wildly, squeezing out a large amount of semen from his thick penis. The semen dripped onto the glans, making it tremble. Zuo Xiao let out a low growl and continued to thrust faster into the increasingly tight vagina, each time reaching deep into the uterus. His penis was hard and erect, bouncing up and down. Suddenly, the urethral opening released a thick stream of semen, filling the small uterus. The heat made Xu Yihan shiver again, feeling as if she were dying of pleasure, trembling incessantly.
Reaching climax at the same time, the tense nerves relaxed with the release and spread of extreme pleasure. Zuo Xiao lay on top of Xu Yihan, his arms tightly embracing her petite body, with such force that it seemed he wanted to meld her into his own body.
The wet passage was filled with semen and vaginal fluid. The penis gradually relaxed, but still kept the vaginal opening full and firm. Xu Yihan reached out and hugged Zuo Xiao tightly, her palms pressed against his back, which was damp with a thin layer of sweat, a mixture of coolness and heat.
His chest was pressed against the woman's firm breasts, the two hard red nipples rubbing against his muscles, like a kitten scratching at his heart. Zuo Xiao didn't say a word, silently thrusting his lower body again. His penis slid a few times in the wet and hot vagina, wrapped around the tender flesh pressing against it from all sides, and rubbed against it a few times. The shaft swelled up again, slowly pushing against the vaginal walls.
"Mmm~" Xu Yihan twisted her lower body, feeling the man's penis inside her rise again, fitting perfectly into the empty vaginal opening. The slight wriggling brought a trace of pleasure, helping her relive the ecstasy she had just experienced.
Seeing that the woman seemed to be gradually becoming aroused again, Zuo Xiao bit her earlobe, his wet tongue tracing the earlobe and sliding into the sensitive ear canal... "Mmm... Ah~" Xu Yihan trembled as if electrocuted, her body instantly going limp. The nimble tongue brought endless shivers wherever it touched, reigniting the barely suppressed desire, which quickly spread throughout her body.
"Want it?" The man's deliberately lowered voice was full of teasing, and as his hot breath entered her ear, it made Xu Yihan's hair stand on end. In an instant, she was consumed by desire, leaving no bone behind, extremely thirsty: "Yes~ Mmm~~"
Zuo Xiao chuckled softly in her ear. Before Xu Yihan could realize the nature revealed in his laughter, he had already pulled her up, making her lean against the headboard, with a pillow under her buttocks, raising her vulva high. Her tender lips were already soaked with semen. The man's slender fingers parted the cleft, and with a flick of his wrist, he scooped up a large amount of clear liquid, pulling out a lascivious silver thread, and brought it to Xu Yihan's lips.
The strong scent of desire emanating from the semen made the woman blush with embarrassment. Zuo Xiao was not in a hurry; he raised an eyebrow slightly, his starry eyes sparkling.
The empty, secluded orifice was tingling with an intense, burning sensation. Xu Yihan's burning gaze followed the man's erect penis, her eyes growing increasingly intoxicated. As if possessed, she extended her delicate tongue and weakly licked his slender fingertips, swallowing the semen in one gulp. Her small mouth sucked on his beautiful knuckles, her tongue gently caressing the fine lines of his fingertips, even mimicking the rise and fall of intercourse, moving up and down... The man's pupils constricted, sparks flying: "Damn it!"
Before Xu Yihan's wet, alluring eyes could look over, Zuo Xiao immediately moved closer, pressing the woman's legs into an M shape and pushing them upwards, completely exposing her overflowing, lustful orifice.
Mushroom Head quickly found the overflowing entrance of desire, and without the slightest hesitation, the man's waist and abdomen burst forth with boundless energy, his rock-hard penis plunging into the passage, immediately sinking to the hilt, making Xu Yihan sigh with satisfaction: "Ah~~~"
"Hmph..." Entering this seductive hole again, despite being prepared, Zuo Xiao still couldn't help but let out a muffled groan, a tingling pleasure shooting up his spine, stimulating his upper body to tremble. Giving Xu Yihan no chance to adapt, this time he was truly unrestrained and willful, increasing the speed of his thrusts to a rapid pace, his penis ramming and galloping wildly inside, pounding the flower core with fierce and brutal force, his two testicles slapping viciously against the tender flesh, splashing the lustful fluid everywhere, the crisp sounds becoming increasingly arousing.
"Mmm..." Xu Yihan bit her lip. Although her back was supported, she was still being relentlessly thrust into by the "weapon" in front of her, making her sway precariously. She could only barely support herself with her hands on either side, enduring the man's increasingly rapid and powerful thrusts. Her lower abdomen couldn't withstand such overwhelming stimulation and convulsed helplessly. Her breasts swayed as if they were about to bounce off, their waves crashing.
The man thrust his hips, his abundant energy seemingly inexhaustible. He looked down and watched as his massive member swung straight into her like a whirlwind, instantly swallowed whole by her tender little hole. When it was withdrawn, one could still vaguely see the soft, pink flesh clinging to the shaft, wet, beautiful, and utterly wanton.
His broad chest rose and fell slightly, sweat trickling down his muscles, mingling and flowing down to his abdomen. His sweaty appearance was incredibly sexy, leaving Xu Yihan both unsatisfied and parched. She felt her bones were about to fall apart from being fucked, yet she couldn't resist wanting it to continue: "Ugh... ah... don't stop, um~~~ I like it, I like your big cock, ah..."
Zuo Xiao's pupils contracted, staring at her lustful eyes. His cock slammed into Xu Yihan's most sensitive spot again: "Do you know who's fucking you?"
Xu Yihan's hands went weak, her lower abdomen ached, and a wave of intense pleasure washed over her like a tidal wave, leaving her mind blank. Her lips trembled and opened and closed several times before she managed to say, "Zuo... Zuo Xiao! Ugh!"
The man's eyes shone like stars, captivating and alluring. His lips approached hers. He opened and closed his mouth slightly, whispering, "Good to know. You seduced me, so you have to take responsibility to the end!"
Before he finished speaking, the huge rod buried deep inside her was like a wild beast unleashed, fiercely thrusting and pounding into her. Each thrust brought an excruciating pleasure that permeated her flesh and blood, making Xu Yihan's seductive cries increasingly fragmented. Tears welled up in her bright eyes, trembling with overwhelming pleasure, and she couldn't help but shed them. Accompanied by increasingly choked sobs and gasps, she was losing control of her body, only able to let the waves of pleasure push her to the clouds... "Ahhh!" The rapid cries symbolized the arrival of another climax. Xu Yihan's pupils were unfocused as she stared blankly at Zuo Xiao's face so close to hers, her seductive breaths growing longer and longer... The man ejaculated his thick semen into her body again, but the heat in his eyes burned even more fiercely: "Not enough..."
“Ugh! Ah…”
“You said you really like it here.”
“I can’t take it anymore, ugh… I’m going to die, um~~~”
“Not enough.”
“Please, ah… It’s bad, it’s bad… ahhh…”
…
Mr. No Temper (Seven) Make up for it…
A night of passion, until dawn.
Xu Yihan was so tired that her limbs were weak and her anus was red, swollen and painful. She rolled around on the bed for a while and fell into a deep sleep.
Zuo Xiao glanced at the sunlight outside the window, took a shower in the bathroom, got dressed and went out.
Xu Yihan slept until four o’clock in the afternoon. She was dizzy and her eyes were sore. She sat up with difficulty and recalled what happened last night. Her fragmented memories were vaguely connected, piecing together a ridiculous script.
She got drunk and dragged someone to act like a hooligan and went crazy… until dawn! Xu Yihan sighed and rubbed her forehead: “What kind of image do I have in Zuo Xiao’s heart now!”
Thinking of this, she looked at her crotch again and again… Sure enough, it was still swollen, but it didn’t seem to be swollen too badly, and it didn’t seem to hurt much anymore. Xu Yihan was stunned for a moment, then noticed a tube of ointment for applying to private parts on the bedside table. She picked it up and saw it had already been opened and used.
Zuo Xiao bought it? He even used it on her? Xu Yihan glanced at the instructions and instantly covered her face.
After calming herself down for a while, Xu Yihan picked up her phone and saw several messages. The others were from Shuangshuang asking her about her and Zuo Xiao last night, and one was from Zuo Xiao this morning, asking her to call him when she woke up.
Xu Yihan hadn't told any of her friends about her marriage, because she was convinced it was just a fling with Zuo Xiao and would definitely end in divorce. She also felt such an arranged marriage was too shameful and had no desire to publicize it. Now, after completely breaking up with Lu Weifeng and inexplicably having a physical relationship with Zuo Xiao, her relationship map was suddenly in disarray. Xu Yihan hadn't figured out how to explain, so she quickly sent a text message to brush it off and then dialed Zuo Xiao's number.
It rang several times before Zuo Xiao answered, showing no embarrassment and saying casually, "You're awake. Are you hungry?"
"A little," Xu Yihan answered honestly, impressed by his composure.
"I ordered some food for you; I'll have it delivered now," Zuo Xiao said.
"Eh? No need for that. I'll just go out and grab something," Xu Yihan said, slightly uncomfortable, and politely declined.
Zuo Xiao was silent for a moment, then suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Miss Xu needs to replenish her energy."
His magnetic voice, transmitted through the airwaves, was so charming it seemed unreal. Xu Yihan instantly understood, feeling her face flush red. "...Mr. Zuo, you should also replenish your energy."
"Thank you for your concern, I've already done that," Zuo Xiao said seriously.
Xu Yihan was speechless.
Fortunately, Zuo Xiao didn't press the matter, changing the subject and asking, "Go online and check the entertainment news. Tell me how you want me to handle it via text message."
Xu Yihan was about to press him further when she heard someone urging her on the other end, so she replied, "Okay."
After hanging up, Xu Yihan already had a vague guess. She went online and, sure enough, she and Zuo Xiao had been photographed!
To be precise, the photos were three consecutive pictures of her, Lu Weifeng, and Zuo Xiao in front of the bookstore. In the first picture, Xu Yihan kicked someone's balls; in the second, Zuo Xiao was holding someone's hand; and in the third, Zuo Xiao and Xu Yihan got into a car together. The photos were all wide shots, suggesting the photographer was some distance away.
Just looking at the pictures, one could easily imagine a love triangle; the photographer was truly skilled at candid photography.
Xu Yihan was a little embarrassed. The internet was abuzz with rumors of a romance between her and Zuo Xiao, and both their Weibo accounts were flooded with comments. Aside from the general public expressing surprise at how these two seemingly unrelated people had gotten together, their fans were arguing amongst themselves.
Zuo Xiao had amassed a huge following of female fans, either screaming "This can't be true!" under his Weibo posts or making sarcastic remarks about her, saying things like, "Who is this woman? Is she trying to hook up with our Prince Zuo?" But he also had some sharp-tongued fans who calmly pointed out, "Zuo Xiaoxiao has been working at the neighborhood committee for quite some time now." Xu Yihan took a moment to understand. It turned out Zuo Xiao had meddled in countless other people's business: encountering a girl crying on the street at night and talking to her for a long time out of concern for her safety; helping a fallen fan at an event with other celebrities, only to have the fan ask him for someone else's autograph… The list goes on and on, earning him the nickname "Neighborhood Committee Uncle." This time, he was judged as a Good Samaritan for stopping a scumbag who was about to hit a woman. Xu Yihan admired him; he'd guessed almost perfectly.
Although Xu Yihan's fanbase was relatively small, the average age was older, mostly artsy young people with a slightly higher level of refinement. Some said, "What business is it of yours what happens to other people's private affairs?" Others made witty remarks, mocking Zuo Xiao's fans for their ignorance and implying that their "little prince of the entertainment industry" was unworthy of the talented Xu Yihan.
Because of the intense attention, netizens, as usual, loved a good spectacle, and all sorts of people gathered, spewing all sorts of nonsense, making the situation increasingly chaotic.
Xu Yihan remained quite calm. She didn't pay much attention to the entertainment industry, and as for being criticized, she was already used to it. In her own circle, she had heard countless sarcastic and cutting remarks over the years. The only thing that was a bit frustrating was that it seemed someone was digging into her relationship with Lu Weifeng.
After thinking for a moment, Xu Yihan replied to Zuo Xiao: "Handle it as you see fit, just don't make a big deal out of it. This kind of thing will naturally subside in three to five days."
Before Zuo Xiao could reply, the doorbell rang. Xu Yihan glanced at it and saw a large group of men in suits and ties standing at the door, carrying plates in two columns, looking quite imposing.
Sixteen delicious dishes were laid out on the table. Upon lifting the lids, they were indeed very nourishing. There were three kinds of soup alone: Lingzhi chicken soup, black chicken soup, and wolfberry, pork liver, and lean meat soup. The other dishes, including chicken, duck, fish, and shrimp, were all colorful and fragrant, making Xu Yihan's mouth water. She ate until she was stuffed. The restaurant service was top-notch. They introduced the dishes, served her until she finished eating, cleaned up the mess, and then disappeared quickly. Xu Yihan didn't even need to wash her chopsticks; she simply collapsed onto the sofa in a relaxed, sprawling position, casually turned on the TV, and switched to a channel broadcasting entertainment news.
"...Zuo Xiao is being interviewed, seemingly responding to new rumors."
Xu Yihan stopped changing the channel. The screen changed, and Zuo Xiao appeared on the LCD screen, a dozen microphones pointed at him. His handsome, flamboyant face showed no signs of fatigue; he was radiant and had an aura about him. He wore a gentle smile and turned to listen to the reporter's question: "Zuo Xiao! What is your relationship with Xu Yihan and Lu Weifeng?"
"I have read Ms. Xu's work." Zuo Xiao pondered for a moment. "Who is Lu Weifeng?"
Before the reporter could continue, he smiled and said, "Today is the press conference for 'My Deskmate.' Please ask questions around this topic, thank you."
Xu Yihan chuckled. This fox!
He never tells a complete lie, nor does he tell the whole truth; he has figured it all out.
Mr. No Temper (8) I'm Here to Take You Home
The rumors about Xu Yihan and Zuo Xiao had reached both families. Zuo Xiao's mother even called Xu Yihan to condemn her son's secret marriage and hoped she could understand. Xu Yihan felt incredibly guilty about this and quickly said she didn't mind before hanging up.
Not long after, Zuo Xiao called. Xu Yihan wondered if her mother-in-law had criticized him again. Before he could speak, she apologized, "I'm sorry about the secret marriage. It was clearly my idea." Zuo Xiao chuckled on the phone,
"It's nothing, but it did cause a little trouble."
"Ah?" Xu Yihan thought that she and Lu Weifeng had broken up, so she could naturally face their parents with Zuo Xiao. Even if they divorced someday, there wouldn't be any entanglement. She wasn't after his property, so she simply said, "Let's abolish our gentleman's agreement. Let things take their course from now on." Zuo
Xiao remained silent for a long time after she said this.
Xu Yihan belatedly realized something was subtly amiss: this "letting things take their course"... it sounded like "let's just be a normal married couple."
"...I mean, uh..." Xu Yihan couldn't find the right words, so before he could tease her, she proactively flirted, "I mean, we're both 'single' now, so there's no need to deliberately draw a line. If feelings develop, that might not be bad."
Zuo Xiao smiled, "I have no objection, that's fine."
Xu Yihan's heart fluttered, then she realized what he meant, coughed lightly, and asked, "What trouble are you talking about?"
"My mom took the keys to my other apartments in City A, telling me to spend more time with you," Zuo Xiao said calmly.
"..." So, her mother-in-law, to vent her anger, destroyed all her son's other homes, forcing him to live in the marital home whenever he returned to City A?
He had nowhere else to go, and he could only stay here. Since things had come to this, Xu Yihan lay down and resigned himself to his fate, saying flippantly, "Then you should listen to your mother and remember to go home and spend more time with your wife~"
"Okay, I'd be happy to go home often and drink with my wife." Zuo Xiao's tone was slightly amused, and he emphasized the last two words, "drink," making Xu Yihan so embarrassed that she wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Damn! This man's skin has thickened tenfold after just one night with her! Xu Yihan didn't want to continue discussing her past mistakes, so she quickly changed the subject: "Stop joking around. We bought the house together. If you want to come back and stay, feel free to do so. My flight is this afternoon; I'm going to C City for research. I might be away for half a month. I need to be back before Grandma's birthday."
"Yeah, I'm going with the film crew too. See you at the end of the month. Be careful. If anything happens, just call me or contact my assistant." Zuo Xiao said, and the two chatted for a few more minutes before hanging up.
Xu Yihan nestled on the sofa, reviewing the call. She pondered for a long time, her face gradually turning red.
She was going to C City to collect material for her new novel. Xu Yihan planned to visit various temples in C City and had arranged for a friend of a friend to be her guide. She had already booked a hotel, and if everything went smoothly, she would be back before her grandmother's birthday.
The journey was smooth, and she met the person who came to pick her up as soon as she landed. The person was a young man in his early twenties, with thick eyebrows and big, clean-cut features. He seemed a little shy when he saw Xu Yihan.
The young man, Hu Qing, was a local and a university student. Unlike many boys who prefer staying home and playing video games, he explored the city and surrounding towns by bike and on foot, acting as a walking navigation system. Under his guidance, Xu Yihan's progress exceeded expectations. She visited numerous temples and met many interesting people. Her story was taking shape, and she had collected many notes and recordings. Her creative drive was at its peak, and she planned to stay for two more days before returning to City A to begin writing.
"Sister Han, you're going back so soon?" Hu Qing's tone revealed reluctance. Although he had ostensibly been leading Xu Yihan through the streets and alleys, it was actually Xu Yihan's imaginative ideas that guided their itinerary. The stories she had heard were truly unprecedented.
Xu Yihan smiled slightly: "Yes, I'm almost ready. I need to hurry back and strike while the iron is hot, to write a beginning and see."
The two strolled through the night, passing warm streetlights. Xu Yihan was also a little reluctant to leave this city. As she chatted with Hu Qing, a thought popped into her mind: I wonder if Zuo Xiao has ever been to City C? Would he like it here? This quiet, slow-paced city has scenery that you can't see in City A. If it were him… “Sister Han, Sister Han?” Hu Qing called out twice, and Xu Yihan suddenly snapped out of her reverie. Her beautiful eyes showed a hint of panic, clearly indicating that she had been daydreaming.
“Excuse me, you were just now…” She was halfway through her sentence when Hu Qing suddenly grabbed her arm and shouted, “Danger!”
Xu Yihan was pulled to the side by Hu Qing, and when she turned her head, she subconsciously squinted at the bright headlights. The car suddenly accelerated, honking its horn and roaring, heading straight for them at high speed!
Fortunately, Hu Qing’s pull caused the two of them to lose their balance and fall to the ground, rolling off the curb and landing on the dividing line between the non-motorized vehicle lane and the right-hand motorized vehicle lane.
"Beep beep—!"
"Screech—"
The horns and screeching brakes blared incessantly, instantly blocking the traffic on the far right. Bicycles and electric bikes stopped far in front of them.
Xu Yihan's bones felt like they were about to shatter from the fall. She rolled several times on the ground, her shoulders and elbows scraped and bleeding. Her head was spinning. She barely opened her eyes and saw the car that had caused the accident crash into a large tree on the side of the road with a loud bang. The hood was deeply dented and smoking. She heard a scream the moment the car stopped.
"Quick, help!"
"Call 120!"
"Are you alright?"
"Sister Han, are you alright?"
The buzzing in her ears diluted the voices, eventually mixing them all together and being thrown into darkness by her brain.
Xu Yihan actually only had minor superficial injuries, nothing serious. The key was that she was terrified. When she woke up, she stared at the man in front of her for a long time before suddenly sitting up in shock: "Zuo...Zuo Xiao? What are you doing here?"
Only after saying this did she realize that she was in the hospital.
There were only the two of them in the ward. Zuo Xiao was wearing a pure black shirt, with a few buttons undone at the collar, revealing his fair skin. At this moment, his brows were furrowed, his dark pupils staring straight at her, his thin lips pressed into a thin line, a solemnity that Xu Yihan had never seen before.
For some reason, Xu Yihan was in a good mood and said with a smile, "Mr. Zuo, your expression is a bit too much, it's easy to make the patient inexplicably nervous."
Zuo Xiao seemed to realize that his appearance was a bit scary. His brows gradually relaxed, his expression softened, and he said word by word, "I've come to take you home."
Mr. No Temper (Nine) Flirting! Flirting~
Xu Yihan leaned back against the headboard, looking at him meaningfully, her slender fingers bending on the white sheets, tapping lightly at a low frequency. The woman's delicate face was slightly pale, her pink lips slightly curved, her smile faint, and her clear eyes revealed a playful intent.
Zuo Xiao slightly turned his head to meet her gaze. His fingers were clasped together, his expression calm and composed, his deep pupils brimming with unwavering confidence.
Xu Yihan chuckled, "You look like you're about to fall in love with me. Does that mean you're a virgin? Are you planning to make me take full responsibility?"
This seemed to be the first time she had directly brought up that night. Zuo Xiao looked at her nonchalantly for a moment, "Virginity is nothing to mention."
Xu Yihan raised an eyebrow, "So?"
Zuo Xiao looked at her calmly, pointing to his chest, "You're responsible for this."
The ward was silent, even breathing seemed heavy. Xu Yihan's heart skipped a beat, her gaze subtly averting from their eye contact, silently wandering away.
Damn, this man is getting better and better at flirting.
Xu Yihan was quiet for a moment, her thoughts in disarray. Zuo Xiao noticed a faint pink flush rising on her fair neck, smiled almost imperceptibly, and then looked away from her rather imposing gaze, continuing their previous conversation: "I'll take you home first, then I need to go to the film set. This incident made the news; someone took a picture of your face, and I've had someone handle it."
"Hmm..." Xu Yihan didn't want this to become a big deal, and then her parents would drag her home again, and she didn't know when she'd be able to come out again.
"By the way, is Hu Qing alright? And the driver too?" Xu Yihan felt a little guilty; she'd been awake for so long before remembering her savior.
Zuo Xiao said, "Your friend only suffered minor injuries. He's in good physical condition and doesn't seem to have been affected much. The car's brakes probably failed, and the driver, in a state of high tension, accidentally stepped on the accelerator, crashing into a tree and sustaining serious injuries, but he's out of danger now."
Xu Yihan breathed a sigh of relief. If it weren't for Hu Qing, she would probably be crippled, if not dead. Thinking of this, Xu Yihan looked up at Zuo Xiao and smiled slyly, "Kang Yu is in the same film crew as you, right? Why don't you take Hu Qing and me around? Hu Qing is a huge fan of Kang Yu. Meeting his idol might help ease his mind and lessen the psychological trauma from this accident."
Kang Yu is also a top-tier male star, having debuted earlier than Zuo Xiao. He's been plagued by scandals for a long time and is a well-known playboy in the industry, dating everything from top actresses to unknown newcomers, including various models and internet celebrities. Apart from that, he doesn't have any other negative news.
Zuo Xiao frowned and pondered for a moment, "Okay."
Xu Yihan quickly experienced what it meant to act decisively. The next morning, she and Hu Qing got into Zuo Xiao's car and headed to the airport.
The film crew was shooting in B City, and to accommodate Zuo Xiao's schedule, all his scenes were moved up. Once he finished filming for the next few days... he could go and do other things.
The spacious car interior echoed with Xu Yihan and Hu Qing's hushed conversation. Zuo Xiao exuded a faint, pleasant scent of cologne. Xu Yihan seemed a little distracted, frequently glancing at Zuo Xiao, who was focused on driving. His reflection in the rearview mirror revealed his usual gentle and serious demeanor.
Hu Qing, sitting side-by-side with Xu Yihan in the back seat, noticed her gaze and couldn't help but lower his voice to ask, "Sister Han, you and Brother Zuo... are you really dating?"
"You're such a gossip for a guy," Xu Yihan said, giving him a disapproving look.
"Is it? Is it? Tell me, I promise I won't tell anyone else." Hu Qing was a little excited. Compared to the approachable, beautiful writer beside him, Zuo Xiao's radiant star quality and the noble, unapproachable aloofness he exuded made him seem unapproachable. Even now, from the moment Zuo Xiao spoke to him, he hadn't completely calmed down. The young man had completely forgotten the recent close call. Recalling the rampant rumors circulating online, and relying on his recent familiarity with Xu Yihan, he dared to press her for an answer.
Xu Yihan glanced at Zuo Xiao and noticed him looking at himself in the mirror, a slight smile playing on his lips, as if he too was waiting for her reply.
After a moment's hesitation, Xu Yihan, with a look of surrender, drawled, "We're not boyfriend and girlfriend."
—We're husband and wife.
She swallowed that last part.
Hu Qing was clearly disappointed, confirming several times before muttering, "What a pity, they were such a perfect match."
Zuo Xiao smiled, his fingers tightening slightly on the steering wheel, revealing the beautiful lines of his knuckles. Xu Yihan was momentarily stunned by this.
The three arrived at the film set that afternoon. Zuo Xiao immediately threw himself into work. To avoid reigniting the rumors, Xu Yihan discreetly appeared on set under the guise of "bringing her younger brother to see Kang Yu."
However, she clearly underestimated the gossip-loving enthusiasm of the crowd. The moment she appeared, several intense gazes swept over her from head to toe like X-rays.
"Hey, who's that beauty? Someone in the industry?"
"She looks familiar… Ah! Isn't she the one who had the rumors with Brother Zuo… I think she's a writer!"
"She's so sexy in person!"
"She came with Zuo Xiao? Are they really dating?"
Then, those intense gazes shifted to Zuo Xiao, who was listening to the director's instructions. The tall man stood ramrod straight, calmly not even lifting his eyelids.
The staff member who led Xu Yihan and Hu Qing in eagerly guided them to a parasol and kindly reminded them, "Brother Kang will wrap up after this take. You can go say hello to him later."
"Thank you." Xu Yihan was only curious about the filming process and had no interest in Kang Yu, so she only glanced at him before looking away.
After finishing filming, Kang Yu took the towel handed to him by his assistant and wiped his sweat. While listening to what the people next to him were saying, he turned his head to look at Xu Yihan. He had a pair of enchanting peach blossom eyes, a straight nose, and an extremely sexy curve to his lips. His features were so beautiful that they blurred the boundaries of dimensions. At first glance, he looked like he had stepped out of an anime. Meeting him head-on was almost dizzying.
Xu Yihan was originally staring at the female lead who was acting opposite Zuo Xiao. She was nudged a few times by Hu Qing before she reacted. She was about to go and chat with Kang Yu and ask for an autograph when she found that he seemed to be walking towards them on his own initiative... Hu Qing nervously grabbed Xu Yihan's sleeve, her lips trembling. Xu Yihan smiled and got up, waiting for Kang Yu to approach. She pushed Hu Qing in front of him and said, "Mr. Kang, I'm sorry to bother you. My brother likes you very much."
Kang Yu raised his eyebrows lightly: "Don't you like me?"
Mr. No Temper (10) Rival in Love: The Sour Taste of the Battlefield
Kang Yu looked at the woman in front of him with great interest.
She was bare-faced, her eyebrows slightly arched, her eyes revealing a faint indifference. The smile on her lips gradually lost its sincerity, and when she looked directly at him, she slightly raised her chin, her expression haughty. A thin beige sweater revealed an open collar, her snow-white skin gleaming. Her dark, wavy hair cascaded over her shoulders. Light blue jeans accentuated the full curves of her hips, the cuffs rolled up to reveal her fair ankles, and her white sneakers were spotless.
She was so confident that she didn't need any extra embellishment.
Xu Yihan forced a smile, "The answer to this question might affect your enthusiasm for signing my brother's autograph."
Kang Yu couldn't help but grin, turning to his assistant, "Take this little brother to pick out some gifts."
Hu Qing was dumbfounded, unsure whether it was a blessing or a curse. He turned to Xu Yihan for help, who gave him a reassuring look. Only then did Hu Qing follow the assistant, walking away nervously.
Kang Yu, still smiling, sat down in the seat Hu Qing had previously occupied. Xu Yihan glanced at him and calmly sat down as well.
The clash of their auras produced an inexplicable effect; one by one, the bystanders made excuses to slip away, leaving only the two of them facing the direction of the filming crew, sitting rather close together.
"Miss Xu, in 'Evening Song of the River,' did Mo Xiaoyang leave or die in the end?" Kang Yu asked, his eyes half-closed, his gaze wandering ahead. Xu Yihan
was a little surprised; "Evening Song of the River" was one of her least famous books, and she hadn't expected him to have read it. She pondered for a moment, then glanced at Zuo Xiao in the distance, who was acting out a melodramatic scene with the female lead.
"Dead."
"That's quite unexpected." His tone was anything but surprised. "Miss Xu's story is too tragic."
"The real-life prototype of Mo Xiaoyang had an even more tragic ending," Xu Yihan said calmly.
"There's a prototype? This story... it can't be true, can it?" Kang Yu was genuinely surprised now.
Xu Yihan returned his gaze with a profound and enigmatic look.
Kang Yu pondered for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject, glancing sideways at Zuo Xiao, and asked, "Aren't you curious why I'm reading your book?"
"There was no need to ask," Xu Yihan turned and smiled at him, "Now there's no need to ask."
"Women, being too smart doesn't attract men," Kang Yu sighed dramatically. "Miss Xu, what do you think of our Zuo Xiao?"
Although Xu Yihan didn't follow the entertainment industry, she was now certain that Zuo Xiao and this playboy Kang Yu were friends. Otherwise, Kang Yu wouldn't have taken the initiative to chat with a "fan." She certainly wouldn't be so narcissistic as to believe that her obscure novel could attract top stars with schedules booked for the following year to take time out of their busy schedules to study it.
The slight annoyance initially caused by that flippant remark vanished, and Xu Yihan asked with a smile, "What, are you going to play matchmaker for us?"
"Yeah, I've wanted to see Zuo Xiao in love for a long time." Kang Yu's words were a bit homoerotic. Seeing Zuo Xiao's gaze pass over the female lead and fall on him, a mischievous smile appeared on his lips. He rested his elbows on the armrests of the two chairs pushed together, turned around, and stood in front of Xu Yihan, leaning close to her side. "Miss Xu, these days, men like Zuo Xiao are hard to find even with a spotlight. If you've got your eye on him, don't be coy. Has he confessed to you yet?"
From Zuo Xiao's perspective, their current situation could only be described as ambiguous. Xu Yihan leaned back in her chair, and Kang Yu whispered intimately in her ear, a bright smile blooming on his handsome profile.
Xu Yihan lowered her brows and focused her gaze on Kang Yu. As she spoke, her red lips parted, and the two seemed to be getting better and better. Kang Yu even laughed out loud and blew Xu Yihan a kiss.
A cold glint flashed in Zuo Xiao's dark eyes, while exclamations of surprise continued to rise from the surrounding crowd: "Did you see that? Did you see that? Young Master Kang seems quite interested in that woman."
"Life is like a play! The woman Young Master Kang has his eye on, tsk..."
"New scandal!"
"Isn't Young Master Kang and Brother Zuo brothers?"
"Are you guys stupid? Maybe she's actually Young Master Kang's girlfriend. It's only natural for Brother Zuo to protect his brother's girlfriend. Why spread rumors? Besides, this beautiful Xu is here to see Young Master Kang today~"
...
"Zuo Xiao, can we start?" the assistant director called out, interrupting the increasingly heated discussion around them.
Zuo Xiao quietly withdrew his gaze, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down. "Hmm."
The filming area quieted down, and Kang Yu also leisurely ended his "performance," distancing himself from Xu Yihan and smiling. "Ah Zuo, this is all I can do for you."
Xu Yihan shook her head and sighed, "One must be careful when making friends."
"Miss Xu is really ungrateful. If it weren't for me, who knows when that blockhead Zuo would have confessed."
"I'm not in such a hurry. It's clearly Mr. Kang's perverse sense of humor."
The two chatted leisurely, and Zuo Xiao didn't seem affected. Most of the time, he could get it right in one take. Only when he was acting with someone else and the other person made a mistake would he be involved in a reshoot. Xu Yihan didn't quite understand, but Kang Yu was particularly pleased. He keenly sensed that Zuo Xiao's emotional fluctuations had affected the stability of his performance. Although his superb acting skills, which far surpassed those of the supporting actors, were still enough to satisfy the director, he hadn't performed at his best in several consecutive takes.
As the sun set and filming wrapped, amidst a dozen or so overt or covert gazes of gossip, Kang Yu led Xu Yihan and Hu Qing toward Zuo Xiao. The atmosphere shifted abruptly, subtly tinged with bitterness.
Hu Qing, beaming with delight over a pile of autographed merchandise, had long since lost the ability to think, simply following Kang Yu blankly. Kang Yu, with an air of nonchalance, was "bringing a fan to meet his brother," and intentionally or unintentionally placed his arm around Hu Qing, separating Xu Yihan and Zuo Xiao. Xu Yihan responded casually, offering only half-hearted remarks. Zuo Xiao remained silent, his gentle, jade-like face surprisingly expressionless upon closer inspection.
Once the four were out of the sight of the gossiping crew, Kang Yu offered to take them to a delicious restaurant. Hu Qing nodded repeatedly, seemingly lost in thought, while Xu Yihan, hungry, didn't object.
The assistant drove Kang Yu's car over. Kang Yu, with gentlemanly manners, opened the car door and gave Xu Yihan a flirtatious wink: "Please~"
Just as Xu Yihan was about to get in, Zuo Xiao, who had been silently following behind, suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, looking up and saying calmly, "You go ahead, we have something to do."
His tone was still gentle and calm, but it contained an undeniable, deep pressure. A hint of surprise just rose in Xu Yihan's eyes when his hand tightened its grip, and without saying a word, he pulled her around and left.
Kang Yu smiled wickedly and winked at Xu Yihan.
Mr. No Temper (Eleven) So sour, even more sour than pickled cabbage...
Feeling the warmth of the man's palm, Xu Yihan pursed her lips, looked up at his straight back, and a faint smile flickered across her eyes.
Zuo Xiao's pace quickened, and Xu Yihan struggled to keep up. They wandered and twisted, eventually disappearing into a narrow alley. The setting sun cast a soft, warm glow on the roadside.
Zuo Xiao released her hand and stepped forward, blocking her path. His tall frame leaned slightly forward, and Xu Yihan instinctively stepped back, only to be stopped by a wall.
The man's expression was cold, his dark eyes deep and unfathomable, revealing the veiled thoughts within them.
Xu Yihan had nowhere to escape, so she stopped, raising her beautiful eyes slightly to meet his gaze.
Neither of them spoke. The outside noise was drowned out by the alley, becoming a harmless background accompaniment. Only their breathing and heartbeats seemed to be able to be heard by each other, creating a subtly tense atmosphere.
"Xu Yihan," Zuo Xiao called softly, but the rest of the words caught in his throat, unsure how to be uttered.
"Hmm?" Xu Yihan was taken aback by the severity of his words, and her smile faded slightly.
Zuo Xiao suddenly found himself speechless—"You're not allowed to flirt with other men"? He didn't seem to have the right to make such a demand. "Be with me" or "Be my girlfriend"? Those didn't seem quite right either.
He frowned slightly, remaining silent for a long while.
"Zuo..." Xu Yihan had just opened her mouth when Zuo Xiao suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips, his muffled voice lingering in her ear: "Don't speak."
Xu Yihan's eyelashes trembled, and her lips parted slightly before he seized the opportunity to suckle them, his thick, wet tongue plunging deep inside.
"Snap—"
The sudden sound startled Xu Yihan, who instinctively opened her eyes, pushing against Zuo Xiao's chest with both hands, about to turn her head to look.
The man seemed not to hear, tightening his arms, holding her firmly in his embrace, kissing her more passionately and deeply, sweeping freely through her mouth, entwining with her soft, delicate tongue, sucking greedily, and indulging in the sweet saliva that rolled into his throat.
Xu Yihan, still shaken, stared blankly at his thick, long eyelashes, her eyes half-open. His hot breath enveloped her completely, a whirlpool of desire engulfing her, drawing her in, from which there was no escape.
As if punishing her for her distraction, Zuo Xiao suddenly bit her lips lightly. His deep voice, perhaps because they were so close, sounded incredibly sexy: "Close your eyes."
"..." Sensing the undeniable domineering force in his tone, Xu Yihan inexplicably closed her eyes, accepting his increasingly passionate kiss. Her restless hands finally wrapped around him gently, her upper body pressed against his chest, her waist almost breaking. Her mind gradually lost its capacity for thought, drifting along, limp in his arms, letting him take what he wanted.
The kiss was so long it almost suffocated Xu Yihan. When Zuo Xiao reluctantly released her, Xu Yihan was completely weak and limp, leaning against him, breathing softly. An indescribable pleasure washed over her, even her brain seemed to have slowed down.
Zuo Xiao's arms tightened, as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones. His lips lingered intimately near her ear, his almost murmured whisper sending shivers down Xu Yihan's spine: "When do you plan to take responsibility for me?"
Xu Yihan chuckled softly: "How do you want me to take responsibility?"
"What do you think?" Zuo Xiao bit her earlobe, his warm, wet tongue roaming over her earlobe, eager to make its move.
Xu Yihan was terrified that he would lose all restraint and punish her on the spot, and that their explicit photos would immediately spread across the internet the next day. She quickly shrank back, saying urgently, "Take responsibility, take responsibility now. Husband, you're my dear husband."
Zuo Xiao paused, stunned for a moment, then suddenly hugged her even tighter, his tone changing as he whispered, "I don't want to, and can't wait any longer."
The immense fear of his hands and feet turning ice-cold on the plane yesterday was still vividly imprinted in his heart, and even seeing her with his own eyes and touching her with his own hands couldn't erase that deep-seated lingering fear.
He no longer needed anything to confirm his feelings, and he was determined not to let her escape his control again, not even by fate.
He didn't want to wait any longer.
He couldn't wait any longer.
Xu Yihan instantly understood the words he omitted.
She silently buried her face in his chest and said in a muffled voice, "Then, please guide me for the rest of my life."
"Please guide me," Zuo Xiao replied softly, a smile spreading across his lips.
After cuddling for a while, Xu Yihan broke the mood, saying, "I'm hungry."
"Let's go." Zuo Xiao finally let go of her and took her hand again.
"Go find Kang Yu and Hu Qing?" Xu Yihan asked casually.
Zuo Xiao turned his head and gave her a dangerous look: "Stay away from him."
"Uh, isn't he your good friend?" Xu Yihan raised an eyebrow.
Zuo Xiao's expression was indifferent: "That depends on how far you keep from him."
Xu Yihan's eyes darted left and right: "Hey, can you smell it?"
"?" Zuo Xiao glanced at her silently.
"So sour, more sour than aged vinegar, it's so sour it'll make my teeth fall out." Xu Yihan raised her eyebrows at him.
Zuo Xiao's expression remained unchanged: "There's something even sourer."
Xu Yihan was about to continue teasing when she suddenly realized that the two of them had already walked out of the alley, and Zuo Xiao was so openly holding her hand, attracting all kinds of gazes from all directions.
"Hey—" Xu Yihan struggled slightly while lowering her voice to remind him, "This is the street! Are you trying to spread rumors again?"
Zuo Xiao's hand didn't move, but instead seemed to tighten its grip. He stopped and stared at her intently: "This isn't a rumor, it's announcing a relationship."
"Aren't you afraid of damaging your image?" "It's
more important to establish your image as someone who's taken. Besides, it's not like you can't be taken out in public." As Zuo Xiao spoke, his gaze swept over her twice, finally settling meaningfully on a certain spot.
Xu Yihan felt as if his fiery, erotic gaze had pierced through her chest, and she almost lost control of her primal urges to gouge out his eyes. Zuo Xiao's words dispelled all her anger: "Don't make any rash moves, or I won't mind making the announcement even more thorough."
His gaze then moved with desire to her lips.
Xu Yihan increasingly felt the malice in the eyes of the onlookers and became more obedient, urging in a low voice, "I'm really hungry, let's go."
An hour later, under the watchful eyes of passersby, Xu Yihan ate her fill. Although she had gradually gotten used to being the center of attention when she stood next to him, she still felt a little uncomfortable hearing comments like "Who is this woman?" and "Little Prince Zuo is so handsome! Sleep with me! My breasts are bigger than that woman's."
Xu Yihan said softly, "I'm full, let's go."
"I'm not full yet." Zuo Xiao felt the woman's murderous gaze, suppressed the smile in his eyes, and changed his words, "But let's go back and eat."
Mr. No Temper (12) My little hole is itchy, it needs a penis to penetrate it to feel better...
High H "Ugh—" Xu Yihan lost her balance and fell backward onto the bed. The man's body immediately covered her with a burning temperature and an extremely dangerous wildness.
Zuo Xiao's lust was no longer concealed. Hot kisses were branded on her lips, neck, and spread to her collarbone and shoulders. Her clothes were taken off piece by piece... Xu Yihan finally understood what "go back and eat" meant!
She couldn't afford to be distracted. Zuo Xiao's lips roamed over her high, firm breasts, his pearly teeth parting to gently bite a small, adorable, rosy nipple, his warm, wet tongue touching the tip. A subtle current surged through her body, and Xu Yihan trembled slightly, letting out a soft moan. Her soft body melted beneath him, like a slowly blooming flower, offering its sweetest and most beautiful essence. He left alluring imprints on her fingertips, tongue, and lips, the wetness making her even more alluring, exuding the unique fragrance of a mature woman.
Zuo Xiao's manhood was already swollen and erect. He suppressed his desire, parting the woman's fair legs, kissing inch by inch towards her full mons pubis below her abdomen.
Xu Yihan felt a surge of heat throughout her body. The emptiness and thirst coursing within her was intoxicating, yet a trace of shyness remained. Her fingers were tucked into his soft hair as she murmured seductively, "No..."
Zuo Xiao gently took her hand, lowering his head to inhale the faint, alluring scent of her private parts, still carrying the sweet fragrance of dew. He extended his thick tongue and slowly licked upwards. Xu Yihan trembled, her waist arching as she instinctively tried to pull away, but he held her firmly. His tongue deftly probed the cleft of her vulva, stirring the soft and complex structure within. The dense bumps on his tongue brushed against her sensitive clitoris, then he began to suckle with increasing intensity.
"Ah...ah...no..." The woman's voice changed abruptly, her breathing becoming heavier. An intense, almost unbearable pleasure coursed through her body, yet she clearly craved more.
The man's lips pressed against the tender flesh, his wet, nimble tongue moving freely, sending shivers down her spine wherever it touched. Occasionally, his teeth would lightly bite and scrape against her. Xu Yihan's increasingly seductive cries were tinged with sobs as she whimpered and convulsed, her waist held tightly by his, unable to escape his persistent sucking and licking.
"Ugh... ahhh..." The woman's face contorted slightly, her brows furrowed, her teeth biting her lower lip, still unable to suppress the surging waves of pleasure. Her panting and soft moans were gradually swallowed by sobs. Her fingers dug deep into his hair, unconsciously pressing him deeper.
Zuo Xiao swallowed the waves of nectar seeping from her opening, the lewd, transparent threads sliding from the corners of his mouth, his sharp chin smeared with the shameful liquid. Xu Yihan's uncontrollable cries stimulated him even more, his tongue brushing against the entrance, licking a few times before slowly thrusting into the narrow passage.
Xu Yihan's fingers suddenly tightened, pinching harder and harder with abandon, her sobs rising and falling, already disordered. That soft, snake-like tongue thrust straight into her body, the tingling, piercing sensation unprecedented. It was clearly soft, yet it invaded with a hard, forceful force, entering her orifice, yet twisting and turning, scraping up and down, teasing left and right, constantly mimicking the in-and-out thrusting motion of intercourse, causing large amounts of honey-like fluid to splatter and flow down the man's chin like a torrent.
"Ah ah! Ugh... Zuo Xiao, Zuo... ah..." The woman's snake-like body writhed, becoming increasingly hot and sexy, every inch of her skin in a state of prolonged arousal, her hair standing on end, spasms of varying sizes rising and falling, her honey-like orifice overflowing with desire.
Her legs were spread wide and forced back, her tender vulva exposed. Zuo Xiao's licking caused her vaginal canal to contract rhythmically. Xu Yihan's fingers, gripping the sheets, clenched painfully. Hot sweat rolled down her forehead, her cries intermittent, then suddenly rising in intensity as she stiffened and reached orgasm.
Zuo Xiao slightly propped himself up, watching as a gush of semen shot out like a fountain from her vulva, spraying high onto his neck and chest, soaking his expensive white shirt.
Xu Yihan collapsed onto the bed. Zuo Xiao knelt between her legs, straightening his upper body, calmly unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his muscular chest. The covering on his lower body was removed, and a thick, hot, erect penis sprang out, standing high between his legs. Clear pre-ejaculate seeped from the urethral opening, making the large, round glans look even more terrifying.
The man casually pulled a pillow and placed it under Xu Yihan's waist, then wrapped his arms around her waist and raised his lower body slightly. Her wet, fleshy opening met his eager mushroom head, and after a few grinding strokes, even more lustful fluid flowed out.
That orgasm came and went quickly, immediately arousing an even deeper desire. Feeling the heat at the entrance of her vagina, the woman unconsciously twisted her hips, her gaze towards Zuo Xiao fiery and impatient, and she said in a seductive voice, "Come in quickly..."
Zuo Xiao bit his lip, staring straight at her, and with a thrust of his hips, the mushroom head rubbed against the entrance of her vagina and rolled around it again. Deep within the passage, an unbearable tingling sensation arose. 　　Xu Yihan's eyes
were filled with seductive allure, her face flushed: "Husband~ come in... my little hole is itchy, it needs your cock to go in and it will feel better..." Zuo 　　Xiao's eyes flashed with desire: "You little slut!" "Plop!" The cock slammed in, forcefully piercing the narrow passage, thrusting all the way to the core. The folds inside the hole were all ground and stretched, becoming smooth and tight. The lustful fluids gurgled and swelled, wet and hot, completely enveloping the cock. Both of them let out a sigh of pleasure.

"Ah~ Ah! You... don't like it?" The pleasure of being penetrated and filled was so intoxicating, Xu Yihan moaned, her burning gaze fixed on Zuo Xiao, her small hands restless, grasping and kneading one of her breasts, her slender fingers scraping her hard, pebble-like nipples, making her body tremble slightly.
The man's eyes blazed with desire, and without a word, he thrust forward, his large penis pounding into her flesh with a frenzied, violent thrusting, each time reaching her core, then almost completely withdrawing, repeatedly plunging and withdrawing, his hard rod relentlessly grinding against the tough walls of her vagina, manipulating her fiercely and quickly. The sharp edges of his glans wantonly ravaged the tender flesh inside her vagina, the tangled veins on his shaft bringing a strange frictional pleasure, repeatedly proclaiming to the woman the shame of her body being violated.
"Ahhh... Ugh~ So good... Hmm~~ Ugh..." Xu Yihan instinctively felt that the huge thing was making her internal organs chaotic, the thick mushroom head felt like it was going to pierce her throat and push out of her mouth. Her lower abdomen was even more numb, and her vaginal fluids were flowing freely, making a lot of water sounds. The testicles were slapped hard on her buttocks, making her vaginal fluids splash everywhere. The crisp "slap slap" sound stimulated her tense nerves, mixed with the intermittent moans, and became a slutty symphony. The ambiguity and passion on the bed continued to rise, and the sweat evaporated into hot breath...
Mr. No Temper (Thirteen) In? Out? In and out?
High H "Ah~~ No... Ughhh..." The woman's whole body was convulsing, her ten fingers were tightly gripping the sheets, and faint blue veins were visible on the back of her hands. Her knuckles were pale from tension. Her flat stomach bulged from the glans, rising and falling with her heavy breathing. Her long legs were bent into an M-shape and pressed to either side. Zuo Xiao leaned down and pulled her into his arms, their upper bodies pressed tightly together. They could feel the thin layer of sweat on each other's skin, their strong heartbeats transmitting passion, their bodies constantly intertwining.
The thick, long penis plunged deep into her body, thrusting in and out with unrestrained pleasure. In the intense, frenzied friction, pleasure spread throughout her body.
Xu Yihan's eyes were glazed, her body limp and boneless. Her sensitive orifice, enduring the powerful pounding of the huge penis, continuously released a trickle of lustful fluid, easing the awkwardness and pain of the physical collision, allowing for smoother and deeper penetration. Each thrust of the large mushroom head into her body was like a powerful declaration of possession, the rough edges constantly twisting and writhing around the tender flesh and folds, wherever it passed, there was a tingling, bone-deep pleasure, indescribable, yet irresistible.
Zuo Xiao cradled the woman's neck with one hand, pulling her completely into his embrace. His long, slender upper body, glistening with sweat, exuded a masculine aura. His strong muscles rippled and pulsated against her sensitive body.
The prominent shoulder blades on his back resembled symmetrical mountain ranges, his straight spine arched like a ravine. His skin, firm and elastic, appeared even more alluring during their intense movements, making it irresistible to touch. His waist was free of any excess fat, his buttocks round and taut, his body lines smooth and sensual. His thrusts quickened, each one penetrating deep into her body, striking her uterus.
Xu Yihan was in a daze, waves of pleasure washing over her, washing over her entire body, leaving her utterly intoxicated. The hot, muddy sensation between her legs seemed to spread to other parts of her body. The tingling sensation deep within her vagina, stimulated by the intense thrusting, sent electric currents coursing through her. Her lower abdomen ached from the excessively high frequency of the thrusts. Desire, like a river bursting its banks, surged to its peak in an instant. She clearly felt she couldn't withstand the overwhelming impact, yet she couldn't help wanting more.
"I'm going to... ah, ahh! I'm going to... come..." The woman's soft moans were already fragmented, and the waves surging deep within her body made her soul tremble.
"Baby, mmm..." His arms tightly embraced the woman's slender, soft body. Her two firm breasts were crushed and deformed against his burning chest, her hard nipples occasionally scraping against him, teasing his already extremely sensitive body. Zuo Xiao's lust surged to its peak as his penis was increasingly gripped. His lips and tongue sucked red drops of fluid from her snow-white neck, his rapid breathing growing heavier. His semen, about to erupt, accumulated at his urethral opening. He thrust his hips violently, his glans plunging into her uterus, sucked by a powerful force. His back convulsed violently, a dense, rising wave of pleasure shooting up his brain. The blissful experience, like floating on clouds, spread throughout his body with the ejaculation, instantly draining his soul. Her
taut, rounded opening tightly gripped his throbbing penis, semen overflowing, completely blocked deep within her. With each spasm of his penis, the nectar was squeezed out of her opening, seeping into their tightly joined bodies.
Xu Yihan weakly embraced Zuo Xiao, the intense, blissful pleasure leaving her weak in the knees and her toes curling and her fingers twitching unconsciously. She was lost in the throes of orgasm, hazy and intoxicated.
A rich scent of hormones filled the air, their hot breaths mingling. Zuo Xiao's kisses were gentle and tender. The passion gradually faded, but a serene and peaceful happiness lingered in her mind and body… The woman's eyes gradually cleared and brightened, her red lips, slightly swollen from being bitten, appeared even fuller and more alluring. Seeing Zuo Xiao's lustful gaze and feeling the still-buried member swelling within her, she felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her: "Get out…" The words left her lips, but she immediately regretted them.
Zuo Xiao smiled and obediently withdrew the dangerous beast from her, turning to lie beside her. Her full, overflowing vagina suddenly felt empty. The warm, wet semen flowed like a winding stream inside her, tickling her unbearably.
Xu Yihan, against her will, longed for that hard, thick thing again. Her face flushed, but not wanting to let him have his way, she forced her legs together, pretending nothing was wrong.
Zuo Xiao, whether he saw through her hypocrisy, his own unsatisfied desire, or both, turned Xu Yihan to face him, straightened his long legs, and used his foot to tease her white, tender instep before slowly inserting his penis between her legs, rubbing it up and down. His massive member rose again, glistening with her own juices.
Xu Yihan remained silent, letting his teasing from between her legs spread to her breasts. Her breathing grew heavier, and her small hand unconsciously reached down, grasping the hard object, stroking it up and down with her slippery, lustful fluids.
The man's upper body was noticeably stiff, his taut muscles appearing even more sensual. His arched eyebrows furrowed, his thin lips pressed tightly together, and his breathing became increasingly erratic. Xu Yihan offered a passionate kiss, their bodies pressing against each other once more.
"Out or in?" Zuo Xiao's deep, magnetic voice lingered in her ear, stirring Xu Yihan's heart. Having tasted the sweetness, she pressed her lower body against his erect penis, her soft, seductive words becoming increasingly suggestive: "In."
Zuo Xiao nibbled on her ear: "Lie down."
A faint pink flush rose on the woman's ears. Knowing she was in the wrong, she silently lowered her head and turned, changing from lying on her side to kneeling, raising her plump, snowy buttocks high, adopting a submissive, docile posture.
Zuo Xiao's breath hitched. He knelt behind her, his penis hard as a branding iron, proudly erect beneath her, a few drops of clear fluid leaking from his glans. He was already impatient to relive the ecstasy within her. He spread the woman's soft buttocks apart with both hands, catching a glimpse of her shyly exposed, delicate flower lips from behind. Previously so fiercely pounded, they were now closed again, leaving only a pink slit that sent shivers down one's spine, utterly alluring.
"This little mouth will suck me dry sooner or later." Her words were a mix of reproach and complaint, but her tone clearly revealed a restless eagerness. His large mushroom head rubbed against her flower lips, causing a glistening stream of lustful fluid to seep from her honeyed depths. He then thrust in forcefully, penetrating her passage with a "plop," slamming into her very core! The thick shaft stretched her narrow opening tightly, and a feeling of overwhelming satisfaction exploded within her. Xu Yihan let out a soft moan, her elbows swaying, shifting her weight from her arms to her shoulders, making her buttocks appear even higher, her honeyed opening offering itself to the man's crotch, utterly wanton.
Mr. No Temper (14) I'll only fuck you in this lifetime!
Gao H and Zuo Xiao kneaded her plump buttocks with both hands, their hips thrusting faster and faster. His penis pounded into her deepest, most alluring opening like a pile driver, the glans kissing the tender flesh and folds within. Each thrust sent shivers down the woman's spine, her moans growing increasingly seductive, mingling with her short, urgent breaths. This stirred their hearts, already consumed by desire. His massive member, seemingly losing its rhythm, roamed freely within her, tearing open the passage and grinding against her tender flesh, violently colliding with her. Inside her honeyed depths, the penis ground and writhed, causing the woman's waist to twist and turn. Her lewd words grew increasingly wanton: "Ah~ ah ah... your big cock is... it's breaking, um..."
The penetration went even deeper than before, the glans changing angles as it slammed against her cervix. A powerful suction force seemed to suck at the sensitive tip, the firm mushroom head being sucked deep inside her body, like a small mouth greedily swallowing and licking, sending shivers down her spine, stimulating her nerve endings. Veins bulged on Zuo Xiao's forehead, hot sweat rolling down his sharply defined face to his chin. With each violent thrust, his Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably, waves of pleasure erupting erratically. He managed to utter a few words through his thin lips: "So tight... you little slut, I'll fuck you to death!"
Before the words were even finished, the penis thrust even more forcefully, penetrating the passage, pounding deep into her tender hole, and drilling into the tiny tubes of her uterus. The excessively large penis forcefully forced its way into the narrow opening, relentlessly pushing inward with each thrust.
"Mmm...ah!" Xu Yihan trembled all over, her moans becoming incoherent from the penetration. The fleshy rod, both loved and hated, not only rubbed against her tender orifice repeatedly, but with each inch it penetrated deeper into her cervix, it felt like a forceful intrusion into her final territory, with an irresistible strength, determined to completely possess her body. Her delicate yet resilient orifice was violently rubbed hundreds and thousands of times, the enormous mushroom head growing increasingly arrogant, as if trying to pierce through the passage, so thoroughly penetrated that her heart felt like it was about to leap out of her throat. Her fleshy buttocks were slapped forward by the scrotum, then firmly held back by the man's hands. His penis thrust forward sharply, fitting perfectly into her throbbing, wet vagina, sending shivers down her spine. Even her soul seemed to be intertwined with it, a surge of lust washing over her, a mixture of fear and anticipation, a soul-stirring, insatiable desire.
"Husband, ahhh~~ You've reached my uterus... ahh, you've torn it, no... ah, it's going to break!" The woman's seductive moans were mingled with sobs, broken and intermittent, sometimes loud, sometimes soft, like feathers tickling her heart, only fueling Zuo Xiao's desire to ravage her, wishing he could use all his strength to fuck her until the very end.
"Your little hole is so horny, it won't break." As Zuo Xiao moved, he pulled her upper body up and held her to his chest, his penis deeply buried inside her. This movement touched some spot, causing the woman to tremble slightly, shrinking into his arms, her two large breasts swaying up and down, creating waves of milk.
Zuo Xiao's hands encircled her chest, pinching and kneading her two hard nipples, his fingers skillfully circling the areolas, his fingertips pressing deep into the tender flesh at the tips, teasing and playing with her nipples endlessly. With Xu Yihan's upper body erect, her vaginal fluids gushed forth, splashing violently and wetting the man's curly black pubic hair. His short, hard pubic hair, like needles, pierced her soft buttocks, sending shivers of pleasure through her. This, combined with the intense pleasure within her, made her feel like a small boat tossed about in a giant wave, helplessly rising and falling, unable to control herself. She could only drift with the tide, gradually reaching her peak in the ever-increasing waves of pleasure. Her red lips parted and closed, accompanied by increasingly uncontrollable passion, as she unreservedly uttered obscene words to him, craving more love: "Mmm...ah...my breasts feel so good...so comfortable, ah~~husband, make me...fuck me to death!"
"I'll only fuck you in my life, until I fuck you to death," Zuo Xiao whispered in her ear, his wet, hot tongue probing restlessly.
Unable to withstand such stimulation, Xu Yihan whimpered and tried to dodge, turning her head to kiss his lips haphazardly. Their tongues intertwined chaotically, making a smacking sound as they entwined. Saliva seeped from the corners of their mouths, long silver threads hanging down onto the woman's snow-white breasts, sliding lasciviously down the flesh that Zuo Xiao had kneaded and deformed. With
her upper, middle, and lower body simultaneously being controlled, Xu Yihan's strength was being drained away bit by bit. Her bones felt weak and numb, every cell in her body screaming wildly. The pores on her skin opened wide, breathing in fresh air to alleviate the intense suffocation brought on by the overwhelming pleasure. Even so, her vaginal opening continued to tighten, squeezing out gushing honey-like fluid. The tender flesh and folds wrapped around the shaft without a single gap, constantly writhing and rotating, rubbing against it from all directions. The tight passage almost twisted it off, and the extracted fluid foamed white, gradually becoming viscous.
"Husband... I can't take it anymore, I can't take it anymore, oh... ahhh!" The woman screamed, her honey hole suddenly tightening, the passage spasming and intensifying the friction, the temperature rising accordingly, stimulating the glans at the tip, and even outlining the clear contours of the bulging veins on the shaft. In this moment of intoxication and dazedness, there was an unprecedented clarity mixed in, she could feel the part of the man that was fused with her, the magnificent and erect column, hot and hard, from the full and rounded glans like a goose egg to the base of the shaft, every detail was clearly imprinted on her body, without needing to see it with her eyes, she could never forget this feeling of perfect fusion.
Suddenly gripped by her fleshy opening, the already tight passage became even more difficult to penetrate. Zuo Xiao frowned, his handsome face completely controlled by lust. His waist and hips exerted even more frantic force, his massive blade cutting through thorns and brambles, piercing deep into her uterus. The woman's body trembled again, and her broken moans became increasingly incoherent, as she cried out incoherently, "Ah! Ah... die... woo woo... it's all torn apart, ah ah!!"
A few tears rolled down her cheeks, staining the back of his hand. The extreme pleasure was indescribable, her face slightly contorted, as if she was in extreme pain, yet so comfortable that she didn't know how to release it.
Zuo Xiao, under pressure, thrust into her dozens of times before finally losing control and ejaculating. Hot, turbid fluid shot from his penis, pouring into the woman's small uterus. The scalding sensation caused the uterine walls to spasm. Xu Yihan's mind exploded with colorful fireworks, then plunged into a blank, pale void. Her eyes became unfocused, and her pupils dilated... "Ah... baby!" Zuo Xiao's deep groan rolled out from his throat. Pleasure surged from his spine like a volcanic eruption, and hot lava washed over every inch of his body. The momentary peak of pleasure made him subconsciously hold Xu Yihan tightly in his arms, almost as if he wanted to meld her into his very bones... ☆, Mr. No Temper (15) Is Mr. No Temper really without a temper?
After a night of unrestrained indulgence, Zuo Xiao took a shower in the morning and surprisingly went to filming full of energy again. Xu Yihan remarked that it was fortunate this man's busy work schedule allowed him to burn off some energy, otherwise… Around noon, Zuo Xiao's assistant came to invite him. When Xu Yihan arrived, she found a group of people clamoring for Zuo Xiao to treat them to dinner, led by Kang Yu. Zuo
Xiao had a mild temper; no one had ever seen him lose his temper, nor did he act like a diva. Therefore, everyone in the crew, whether famous or not, had a good relationship with him. Last night, the kissing and hand-holding photos were exposed one after another, dominating the headlines of major portal websites and causing a tsunami. Naturally, the crew wouldn't let it go, pulling Zuo Xiao aside to ask for confirmation. Unexpectedly, they received a positive answer, as if a withered tree had blossomed. Since his debut, Zuo Xiao had been constantly hailed as a national male god due to his handsome appearance, with numerous rumors but never a officially acknowledged relationship. When he finally started dating, it was truly earth-shattering—kissing photos were even released.
This news shattered countless young women's hearts. Some recalled the previous rumors, remembering that Zuo Xiao hadn't denied his relationship with Xu Yihan, and began speculating about how long they had been together. Fortunately, Zuo Xiao was still on set; his manager and PR team were currently overwhelmed with interview requests.
Having anticipated this, Xu Yihan remained calm, holding Zuo Xiao's hand and smoothly responding to various subtly probing questions—basically leaving the task to Zuo Xiao.
Only Hu Qing, looking hurt, quietly pulled Xu Yihan aside, her face showing a hint of disappointment at being deceived, and said, "Sister Han, you said last time that you two weren't boyfriend and girlfriend."
Xu Yihan frankly replied, "We weren't when you asked."
Hu Qing stared at her innocently for a while before finally reacting, then almost jumping up excitedly, "Wow! You two, you were together last night?"
Xu Yihan smiled gently, "That's a secret, exclusively for you, are you satisfied now?"
"Haha, I'm the first to know! You two are such a perfect match!" Hu Qing laughed heartily.
Xu Yihan joked with him for a while, and the two even took some selfies together. Hu Qing asked if he could post the photo on Weibo.
Xu Yihan was in a good mood: "Go ahead and post it. Even though I'm with a celebrity who doesn't have much privacy, I'm not planning to sacrifice my personal life."
Hu Qing happily posted the photo, then habitually scrolled through the trending topics, his smile suddenly freezing. Seeing his drastic change in expression, Xu Yihan frowned and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Sister Han, you... these people are so hateful! You'd better not look at them, the media always talks nonsense." Hu Qing said, shrinking back while holding his phone. Xu Yihan raised her eyebrows and took out her phone to check. Hu Qing didn't dare stop her, becoming even more indignant: "What do they know before spouting nonsense! After you fainted that day, Sister Han, Brother Zuo called. I told him you were in trouble, and he immediately hung up and took the fastest flight to the hospital, staying by your side in the ward the whole time. Brother Zuo really cares about you! Sister Han, you two should stay together and ignore their nonsense."
Xu Yihan only then learned about this, turning back to look at Zuo Xiao. He stood tall and elegant, making a heartfelt confession to the female protagonist, his sharply defined face filled with seriousness, just like when he said, "I don't want to and can't wait any longer," each word etched in her heart.
Compared to this, the online revelations seemed like a farce.
Someone wrote an article on a website revealing that Xu Yihan and Zuo Xiao had already gotten married and registered their marriage. She had been with Lu Weifeng for three years, agreeing to get married after graduation, but then she hooked up with Zuo Xiao and tried to have her cake and eat it too. Later, Lu Weifeng discovered this, which led to the scene at the bookstore.
The author subtly implied that Zuo Xiao had picked up a used woman, knowingly flaunting his girlfriend's infidelity and yet still making such a public spectacle of it, seemingly unashamed of his actions.
The article included photos of Xu Yihan and Lu Weifeng, along with their chat logs. Crucially, these chat logs were genuine, but slightly misinterpreted, distorting the facts from Lu Weifeng encouraging Xu Yihan to marry Zuo Xiao to Xu Yihan comforting Lu Weifeng after being discovered to have already registered her marriage with Zuo Xiao, implying she wasn't even letting go of her backup plan. The article conveniently omitted any mention of Xu Yihan's dissatisfaction with the arranged marriage.
With these images and seemingly irrefutable evidence, the article was immediately shared and commented on wildly online, escalating the controversy. Besides fans of both sides, some casual observers joined in, mostly condemning Xu Yihan, while others also attacked Zuo Xiao, thoroughly discrediting both of them.
Xu Yihan sighed almost imperceptibly. The article was generally accurate, but by changing everyone's motives, she was portrayed as the biggest scoundrel, while Lu Weifeng earned the reputation of a devoted lover. Some analysts believed that for a man, this was too shameful, and if he wasn't truly furious, Lu Weifeng probably wouldn't want anyone to know, so it was probably true.
The netizens' logic wasn't wrong either, but life isn't so easily proven. She hadn't imagined there was such a shameless scumbag as Lu Weifeng in the world.
Xu Yihan frowned, deep in thought. She could hardly think of anyone else but Lu Weifeng to expose all these secrets. So, was Lu Weifeng truly determined to humiliate her and Zuo Xiao, even at his own expense? Xu Yihan was uncertain. Knowing Lu Weifeng as she did, this man was extremely concerned with his image.
Just then, her phone vibrated. Xu Yihan looked down and saw that it was Lu Weifeng, who had somehow gotten her new number, sending her a text message saying: "I didn't say what happened online! Really! Explain to Zuo Xiao, I really didn't!"
Explain to Zuo Xiao? Xu Yihan thought for a moment, then bypassed Hu Qing and called Lu Weifeng directly, asking bluntly, "How do you explain the chat history?"
"I really don't know!" Lu Weifeng didn't seem as smug as expected. He hurriedly explained, "Maybe someone else took my phone, or maybe someone went through your phone? It wasn't me, really not me. I was messed with by Zuo Xiao last time, how could I dare to cause trouble?!"
Xu Yihan coldly asked, "What do you mean?"
Lu Weifeng was furious: "You...you really don't know or are you pretending to be stupid?! That day, his bodyguard followed me all the way, found out my address and workplace, and the next day I was inexplicably fired. I still haven't found a job. If it wasn't him, who else could it be? Xu Yihan, I admit it, you guys are awesome, okay? But this time it really wasn't me, so don't come after me if you want to settle scores!"
No wonder...he's been behaving himself ever since that day.
Xu Yihan glanced at Zuo Xiao again from afar, her tone indifferent: "I deleted you a long time ago. There's no chat history anyone can see. Besides, even if they could, it probably wouldn't be the kind of content online. What do you think? The problem lies with you. Give me an explanation."
She hung up, not wanting to hear any more explanations or bargaining.
Mr. No Temper (15) He eats people without spitting out the bones…
Lu Weifeng called several more times, but Xu Yihan blocked his number.
After a long while, he sent a text message: Xu Yihan, you've really changed. You weren't this ruthless before. Do you have any humanity left?
Xu Yihan saw this message in her spam folder and snorted coldly.
Before, he had played with her so recklessly, simply because he took advantage of her love for him. To say such things now was utterly ridiculous.
When he loved you, you were a god; when he didn't love you, what were you? She never claimed to be a good person. What bound the original owner to melancholy rather than revenge was never morality, but rather an unconditional love. As for bullying the weak and abusing one's power, if she could, if she wanted to, she wouldn't mind doing it a few more times.
The oppressive atmosphere around Xu Yihan continued to spread, and a subtle commotion arose on Zuo Xiao's side. People were frequently glancing at her, each seemingly wanting to say something but holding back. Zuo Xiao, however, was completely unaffected. He was filming smoothly and had finished all his scenes in B City ahead of schedule.
"Let's go." A deep male voice came from above. Xu Yihan looked up and saw a warm smile spreading across Zuo Xiao's handsome face. The corners of his lips curved beautifully, and his exquisite features seemed to glow in the setting sun.
The gloom that had been hanging over her heart vanished in an instant. She suddenly felt that she had found the right person, and that rumors, malicious slander, and distortions of the truth were not worth her time and energy.
"Mmm." Xu Yihan smiled slightly, and Zuo Xiao casually patted her head, the warmth of his palm reaching her heart.
Just then, Zuo Xiao's phone rang. Xu Yihan immediately reacted, spreading her hands to remind him, "Your PR might have gone mad."
A look of doubt appeared in Zuo Xiao's eyes. He had just answered the phone when he was so shocked by the angry roar from the other end that he almost dropped his phone. He held the phone a little further away, patiently listening to his manager and PR take turns venting their anger. His smile gradually faded, and Xu Yihan, who was close by, could even feel a chill emanating from him, wondering if it was just her imagination.
Although it was very wrong of her, Xu Yihan... couldn't help but be curious. Was Zuo Xiao, who was said to never lose his temper, really without a temper? He was the most innocent victim in this whole affair; whether he was blaming her or holding a grudge against the whistleblower, it all seemed plausible.
However, Zuo Xiao only hummed a few times, not saying a word more throughout the entire conversation. Xu Yihan vaguely heard a roar from the other end: "My goodness! What exactly do you want to do?!"
Zuo Xiao looked up at Xu Yihan and calmly said, "I've discussed it with my wife and we've decided to tell you. We won't make any announcements for now."
"Huh?? You're really married?!"
Zuo Xiao quietly hung up the phone, stared at Xu Yihan for a while, and asked, "What do you want to eat tonight?"
Xu Yihan couldn't help but chuckle.
Because of this scandal, the couple was thrust into the spotlight, and media outlets had been arriving in City B to besiege them. They decided to fly back to City A that evening, with Hu Qing being escorted home by her assistant.
By the time they boarded the plane, Xu Yihan and Zuo Xiao had already exchanged their opinions.
Xu Yihan didn't understand the entertainment industry and didn't want to participate in the gossip frenzy of netizens. Even though being with Zuo Xiao inevitably meant losing some freedom, it wouldn't change her attitude towards life. She wouldn't stop saying, posting, or doing what she wanted just because others disapproved. As for the hype involving power struggles between different circles and the rumors and speculations circulating, she didn't care. Her only bottom line was: if someone wronged her, she would retaliate tenfold.
Zuo Xiao nodded in understanding. Over the years, while in the entertainment industry, he had always maintained a distance from the media and other artists, never participating in cutthroat competition, focusing on his work, and adhering to his duties. He also didn't feel the need to be responsible for the public's expectations with his life. He comes from a powerful family and is a top-tier male star, maintaining a low profile for many years. However, this doesn't mean—anyone can bully his woman!
Xu Yihan leaned against Zuo Xiao's shoulder, the turbulence of the plane making her extremely drowsy; she was almost asleep.
The cold glint in Zuo Xiao's eyes disappeared as he gazed at her fair face, lowered his head to kiss her forehead, and spoke in a magnetic voice so gentle it was almost dripping with tenderness: "Leave this to me."
The plane landed at A City Airport. Zuo Xiao took Xu Yihan back to their marital home, then met with his agent and saw the report compiled by the public relations team—the whistleblower was Lu Weifeng's cheating mistress, a big-breasted, brainless woman seeking revenge for Lu Weifeng. No wonder the company hadn't received any information or negotiation requests; they were caught completely off guard.
Zuo Xiao's face grew increasingly dark; he rarely had such a gloomy expression, and the surrounding atmosphere instantly dropped. Fortunately, this atmosphere didn't last long. Zuo Xiao remained indifferent and clearly explained the countermeasures he had prepared throughout the journey.
“You’re at your peak right now, this…” The manager wasn’t used to Zuo Xiao’s assertiveness and instinctively wanted to argue, but Zuo Xiao gave him a dismissive glance, and she swallowed the rest of her words.
“Work is only a part of my life; family is my everything.” Zuo Xiao pulled up his hat, put on his sunglasses, and added, “Brother Qin, please convey my message to Sister Yang: from now on, we should handle public relations this way.”
The manager watched him walk away with a wry smile.
The next day, another bombshell dropped into the entertainment industry. A prominent influencer revealed that during their three-year relationship, Lu Weifeng had cheated on her for a full year, and the mistress had sent photos of the two in bed to provoke the wife. After breaking up with Lu Weifeng, Xu Yihan, with the help of her elders, happily married Zuo Xiao. Subsequently, various marketing accounts revealed that Lu Weifeng had cheated more than once during their relationship, with various videos, explicit photos, and recordings circulating widely online.
As more and more “evidence” was released, the overlap between Xu Yihan’s relationship with her ex and her time with Zuo Xiao became increasingly blurred.
If that were all, it would only lead passersby to suspect that Zuo Xiao's PR team was deliberately using smear tactics to whitewash the situation. However, soon after, Lu Weifeng and his mistress both spoke out online, their attitude arrogant and their words fierce. In their rage, they became incoherent, and sharp-eyed netizens caught their inconsistencies. Enraged, they were forced to admit to the affair and the defamation of Xu Yihan, and once again challenged netizens' values with their idiotic remarks, quickly drawing millions of comments on Weibo from righteous netizens. Some have even doxxed the personal information of this adulterous couple and further dug up materials, providing various new stories for people to imagine.
Xu Yihan, nestled at home, munched on sunflower seeds while watching the spectacle, exclaiming in astonishment, "Wow, this is quite a show! How did you manage that?"
Zuo Xiao took a tub of ice cream from the refrigerator and calmly replied, "Judging by appearances, Sister Yang forced them to post on Weibo."
Xu Yihan looked him up and down, "You're so mean. But I love your naughtiness~" The last cheesy teasing remark startled Zuo Xiao, who quickly scooped a spoonful of ice cream and stuffed it into her mouth: "Every circle has its own rules. Define your purpose and follow its unique rules." "His methods are indeed strange, so just look at the results."
Xu Yihan shook her head and sucked on the ice cream until it melted automatically. The cool sweetness was pleasant, but she quickly realized what was happening and shrank back to the back of the sofa, looking at him warily: "You're a heartless bastard! Your gentle and mild-mannered persona is all an act, a wolf in sheep's clothing!"
Zuo Xiao put the ice cream on the coffee table, maintaining his elegant smile and looking at her innocently: "Hmm, I love heartless bastards—"
"Ahhh! Don't come any closer! Ah—"
After it was over, she collapsed on the sofa, barely breathing. The person next to her whispered: "Xu Yihan, you're a wolf in sheep's clothing. Let's go on our honeymoon next month."
A honeymoon.
A wedding .
She wouldn't mind showing off the ring on Weibo.
Let's get rid of the past, restart the future, and let Lu Weifeng and the mistress go to hell.
"Ding—Love Trap, Mission Completed!"
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