Xu Wan's face flushed red, and she had no choice but to push the man away forcefully to gain a little bit of breathing.

The man's kisses didn't stop; he went to kiss the woman's soft, delicate earlobe, his teeth gently grinding against it, and his hands wouldn't just stay in one place.

Xu Wanjin was wearing a long dress made of soft material, which was now full of wrinkles and bunched up at her waist.

The man's kisses traveled down the woman's fair neck from her earlobe.

It was called a kiss, but it was really just teeth rubbing against skin, leaving intimate marks without restraint as they moved.

Not long after, the skirt was ruthlessly thrown under the bed.

They had only been together for half a year, yet they were separated for more than four years.

The man expressed his longing for his wife through a kiss, a gesture he had maintained day and night for years.

He longed not only for the woman's face, which had appeared countless times in his dreams, but also for her soft, fine long hair, her slender, fair neck, the slightly protruding shoulder blades on her back, the slender spine faintly visible beneath her fair skin, the undulating collarbones on her fair skin like distant mountains in an ink painting, the softness near her heart, her slender waist, her long, slender legs, and her delicate toes.

Every single place is a place he has longed for and yearned for over the past few years.

At this point, all the foreplay has been completed.

What remains seems to be just a thin veil of secrecy; the two are husband and wife, and have done intimate things many times before.

The man's palms were already soaked with sweat, but he was unwilling to go any further.

Xu Wan said that the two of them had already done it last time.

He was not conscious at the time and had no recollection of what happened.

Today was different; he was fully conscious, and even somewhat unaware of how to do this given that his legs were completely unable to provide any assistance.

What he was doing clearly required him to go further to achieve greater satisfaction, and the bloating and pain had reached an unbearable level, yet he was unwilling to go any further.

He didn't want Xu Wan to see his legs, which had become devoid of muscle due to long-term disuse, and he didn't want to embarrass himself by doing this.

Jiang Tingzhou remained silent for a long time before finally pulling a tissue from the bedside table to wipe his fingers clean. "Are you sleepy?"

Xu Wan glanced at the night view outside the window and gently shook her head, "It's alright."

“Sleep here tonight.” Jiang Tingzhou put his arm around the woman’s shoulder. “I used to have dreams like this often. Every time I woke up, I was alone. If you wake up before me tomorrow, remember to wake me. I don’t want to wake up and not see you.”

Xu Wan pressed her body against the man's. "Do you want to sleep now?"

"I'm going to the restroom."

Jiang Tingzhou put it very tactfully.

He definitely can't sleep like this, and he won't be able to for a while if he doesn't do something.

"I'll push you there." Xu Wan sat up in bed, glanced at the wrinkled skirt on the floor, and asked seriously, "Can I borrow one of your shirts?"

“It’s in the closet,” the man said.

Xu Wan got out of bed wrapped in a thin blanket, leaving the man who was wearing pants on the bed, and went to the walk-in closet connected to the master bedroom to find a white shirt to wear.

That dress was very appropriate and pleasing to the eye.

After changing into his white shirt, the woman's demeanor became completely different.

The shirt was loose and baggy, concealing the curves of the upper body. Its length only covered a third of the thighs, leaving the beautiful legs completely exposed below the hem.

Jiang Tingzhou felt his throat tighten even more.

Xu Wan helped him into a wheelchair and pushed the man into the bathroom.

Without the blanket to cover them, everything was crystal clear.

The restroom was spacious, with bright lights shining down from above.

Xu Wan parked her wheelchair in a spacious spot in front of the washbasin, slowly squatted down, and looked up at the man. "The last time was four years ago. Please forgive me if I did anything wrong."