Qiao Jiusheng thought about it and felt that it was impossible. She knew her limits. Her flirting level was not as high as Fang Yusheng’s. Facing Fang Yusheng, she could only be flirted with.
After the guests dispersed, Yan Nuo walked back to the banquet hall.
Only Ji Yinbing, the waiter, and Butler La Pu, who was in charge of the aftermath, were left inside. Yan Nuo strode over and grabbed Ji Yinbing’s hand. He said, “We should go home.”
Ji Yinbing nodded and followed Yan Nuo out.
On the way home, in the car, the newlywed couple did not speak. They clearly had a thousand words to tell each other, but at this moment, they both agreed that giving time to silence was the best thing to do.
When they reached home, Yan Nuo calmly sent all the servants away.
For a moment, only the two of them were left in the front building.
The two of them looked at each other. Their eyes seemed calm, but there was a fire deep in them that could burn each other’s souls.
There were only three floors on the front floor of the new house. They took the spiral staircase upstairs. Their bedrooms were on the third floor.
The third floor was huge, but there was only one room, a study, and a hall for them to chat in. They returned to their rooms tacitly.
The moment they entered the house, Yan Nuo hugged Ji Yinbing.
The man was extremely tall and muscular. Every muscle was filled with strength.
Ji Yinbing lowered her head and did not dare to look up. Yan Nuo sighed helplessly. “You still don’t dare to look at me.”
Ji Yinbing’s face turned slightly red. It was too quiet tonight, and Yan Nuo could hear her heart beating. It was so intense, like a drum, and it was filled with energy.
At this moment, her heart was beating for Yan Nuo.
Yan Nuo held Ji Yinbing’s hand and pressed her palm to his chest. He said, “This belongs to you alone.”
His heart belonged to her, and so did his body.
Ji Yinbing’s throat moved a few times. She looked up and said solemnly to Yan Nuo, “From today onwards, you’re my husband and I’m your wife.” Gathering her courage, Ji Yinbing shouted, “Hubby.”
Yan Nuo’s pupils constricted.
After sleeping with her for so many years, he had finally turned this woman into his wife.
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When Fang Yusheng and the rest returned home, because there were two children in the car, the adults could not help but talk in a censored manner.
However, they still teased one another in words that only adults could understand.
Zhuang Long whistled at the night and said, “The moonlight is really beautiful tonight. It’s suitable for locking yourself in your room and not going out… Hehehe.”
The two little fellows looked at Zhuang Long, not understanding what he meant.
Fang Yusheng wanted to find a more cultured sentence to describe what Zhuang Long wanted to say, but his cultural level was limited, so he could not remember.
In the end, it was still the experienced Qiao Jiusheng who used an elegant term to describe how romantic Ji Yinbing and Yan Nuo were tonight.
She said, “When the alcohol is strong, one’s thoughts will be stirred by the strong spring breeze.”
Fang Yusheng and Zhuang Long took out their phones at the same time and searched for the meaning of these words. After reading the explanation, Zhuang Long could not help but give Qiao Jiusheng a thumbs up and praise her sincerely. “Ah Sheng, cultured people are indeed different.”
Qiao Jiusheng smiled faintly like a hidden expert.
Fang Yusheng stared at Qiao Jiusheng’s harmless appearance and could not help but be surprised. What kind of life had Qiao Jiusheng lived when she was young?
It was obvious that she was an indecent woman.
After returning to Zhuang Long’s house and waiting for Fang Zicheng and the rest to take a shower, Qiao Jiusheng told them a story about filial piety according to her daily routine.
The two of them were sleepy from listening. When Qiao Jiusheng finished her story, they were already asleep.
“Done!”
If she wanted the child to sleep early, she had to choose a good bedtime story.
Qiao Jiusheng felt that she was really too smart.
Fang Yusheng saw Qiao Jiusheng’s smug expression and his eyes were filled with love.
After returning to her room, Qiao Jiusheng walked in front while Fang Yusheng followed closely behind her.
Qiao Jiusheng opened the door and the two of them entered the room one after another. Just as they stepped into the room, Fang Yusheng’s vision blurred. The next second, he was pushed against the class by Qiao Jiusheng.
Fang Yusheng looked at the woman in front of him calmly with a smile. “What are you doing? Throwing yourself at me?”
Qiao Jiusheng deliberately rubbed her head against his chest and said as she rubbed, “Fang Yusheng, I can’t seduce you anymore. After thinking about it, I can only offer my body to you. Look, is this method okay?”
Qiao Jiusheng was like a coquettish kitten, rubbing against Fang Yusheng’s heart.
Fang Yusheng: “Alright, this is the best way.”
Afraid that Qiao Jiusheng was already pregnant, Fang Yusheng had been very careful that night.
Next door, Fang Zicheng and Fang Zikai were asleep.
In Fang Zicheng’s dream, his mother was nagging him about filial piety. In Fang Zikai’s dream, he would stand on the high platform and dance. He would be surrounded by all his fans and shout excitedly.
Upstairs, Zhuang Long sat alone by the bed and thought about many things.
