Chapter 65 The Unspeakable Thrill of Punishment

Ji Lan came in but didn't see anyone. She made a phone call, heard it vibrate, and found her phone on the bed.

"Where did this guy go?"

She thought of something, her expression darkened slightly, and she turned around to look in the direction of Liang Huaixu's room.

Meanwhile, the two people in the wardrobe were in an awkward position, with Zhuang Fuyao's breasts covering Liang Huaixu's face almost without any gap.

His warm, moist breath brushed against the high point, bringing a tingling, itchy sensation.

Liang Huaixu had just been really seduced by her, and now, as her sweet scent filled his nostrils, he bit her lightly through the fabric as punishment.

The fabric of the nightgown is barely enough to make a difference; the friction of cotton fabric can actually increase pleasure.

In the narrow, dimly lit space, no one could see anyone else; all that could be heard was their slightly rapid breathing and the chaotic beating of their hearts.

Outside the cabinet, Ms. Ji was still talking to the aunt.

Inside the closet, a turbulent undercurrent stirred, an indescribable thrill. Zhuang Fuyao bit her lip tightly, afraid to make a sound.

Once everyone left, Liang Huaixu, still in his current position, controlled the clouds, splashing them across the valley with a soft, zizi-like sound. Zhuang Fuyao clung to his shoulders, feeling as if her soul was about to tremble.

She was genuinely worried the cabinet would tip over, so she kept telling him to be gentle and slow. While she certainly wanted to have some fun with him, she couldn't handle this much excitement.

She felt she wanted it all… she wanted it all…

Finally, Zhuang Fuyao bit his shoulder in shame and whimpered as she pounded his back.

The aunties back home all took care of her since she was a baby. If they found out, how embarrassing would it be!

Liang Huaixu reassured her by tidying her sweat-dampened hair, "It's okay, it didn't get into the cabinet, it's all on me."

Zhuang Fuyao: "..."

When she went to take a shower, she looked at the bruises on her body and thought that Liang Huaixu had been trained by her. The learning ability of a top student is indeed strong.

In just a few times, he had firmly grasped all her sensitive spots.

She'll have to be more careful with her flirting with him in the future; she might not be able to handle it, just like this time, her legs were practically shaking.

She quickly took a shower and came out completely exhausted. Liang Huaixu hugged her from behind and massaged her legs.

Zhuang Fuyao, remembering the redness and swelling she had seen while showering, pushed him away in embarrassment and indignation.

...This position is actually quite dangerous. She just pushed him a few times, and as a result, she made him hard.

Liang Huaixu apologized to her in a low voice, "I'm sorry... I used too much force just now."

He found himself unable to withstand stimulation. Once stimulated, the suppressed obsession would be released, and he would throw aside all sense of propriety and shame. Years of self-discipline and discipline had not made it lose its wildness. If he relaxed even slightly, he would want to melt into her body.

The more infatuated I was then, the more ashamed I am now.

How could he, at such an age when he should be cultivating his moral character, cause his girlfriend to lose control of her bladder...?

He apologized repeatedly, his breath brushing against her ear, sending a tingling sensation down her spine. Zhuang Fuyao bit her lip, trying to suppress her anger. She was still "angry," how could he...?

Fearing she would be discovered, she said with difficulty, "Stay away from me."

After maintaining a safe distance, Zhuang Fuyao finally calmed down a lot and gradually fell asleep, thinking about how well she and Liang Huaixu were compatible.

Liang Huaixu was depressed for half the night. He only felt a little better after she fell asleep and instinctively snuggled into his arms. He then kissed her forehead gently as if she were a precious treasure.

-

The next morning, Ji Lan casually asked her daughter, "Where did you go last night? When I brought you milk, you weren't in your room, and you didn't take your phone with you either."

Zhuang Fuyao took a large bite of toast guiltily, and while chewing, she thought about how to answer...

Grandma Zhuang came to her rescue, saying, "I asked Fufu to come and keep me company. She even snores when she sleeps."

Zhuang Fuyao looked at her grandmother with gratitude.

With the old lady vouching for her daughter, Ji Lan couldn't doubt anything more, and only gave her daughter a warning glance.

After finishing breakfast, Liang Huaixu left early because he had other things to do.

Zhuang Fuyao and her parents weren't in a hurry to go back, so they stayed a little longer.

She accompanied Ms. Ji to play badminton in the courtyard, while Grandma Zhuang and Zhuang Shaoping were brewing tea around the stove.

The old lady's face beamed with a smile; she felt this was the happiest moment of her life. She chatted with her son, "I feel like Fufu has been doing much better lately. Are you hiding something from me?"

Her original intention was to find out the couple's attitude towards Fufu and Xiaoliang's relationship, but she didn't expect to uncover a shocking piece of news.

Grandma Zhuang's hand trembled as she held the teacup, spilling tea. Zhuang Shaoping helped her wipe it up and sighed, "I didn't tell you about this before because I was afraid you would worry."

"You didn't even tell me about something this big! Don't you even consider me your mother?!" Old Mrs. Zhuang was inwardly turmoil, but could only vent her anger with a few curses.

Hearing the commotion, Zhuang Fuyao paused and asked, "What's going on?"

Zhuang Shaoping waved his hand, "A mother is disciplining her son, don't mind her, keep playing ball with your mother."

Zhuang Fuyao chuckled and said to Ms. Ji, "Did my dad get brain damage from Grandma's beating?"

Ji Lan couldn't help but chuckle.

Looking at her energetic granddaughter, Grandma Zhuang was momentarily stunned, recalling something her granddaughter had said to her half a year ago.

"Grandma, I want to change some things, but I feel powerless. I'm too mature for my age, and it's hard for me to go back to that pure heart. Maybe only I could have done it before."

Grandma Zhuang didn't think much of it at the time, assuming it was just her granddaughter's ordinary venting, but now she finds it terrifying to think about.

As one of the very few awakened individuals, she took a sip of tea to suppress the shock in her heart.

-

After having lunch at her grandmother's, Zhuang Fuyao went to Qingfeng Pavilion.

Ning Xi has become addicted to staying in China, and since she's on vacation and not in a hurry to leave, she simply started working part-time at Qingfeng Pavilion.

Shu Run has been very busy lately, and Liang Chaoluo, who couldn't get a date with his girlfriend, also came to Qingfeng Pavilion to play.

He was unaware that Ning Xi had returned to China, and when he first saw Ning Xi dressed in ancient costume, he almost didn't recognize her.

Who are you?

Ning Xi rolled her eyes at him: "Your great-aunt."

"Miss Ning has actually condescended to come and work here?"

"Aren't you working too?"

"..."

Zhuang Fuyao smiled and said, "What's wrong with working? Cheng Fan is moving things over there, so you can go and help him out when you have time."

"Alright!" the two said in unison, their previous competition now focused on who listened to Zhuang Fuyao more.

Over the course of the day, it was as if they were vying for favor, especially Liang Chaoluo, who showed no trace of the aloof young master he once was.

Ning Xi said disdainfully, "Liang Chaoluo, you're such a sycophant."

Liang Chaoluo: "Likewise, you're just a leg accessory."

Zhuang Fuyao: "..."

These two are both in their twenties, yet they're both so immature... And they're supposed to be the male leads in novels?

A phone call interrupted her thoughts.

"Hello, Mr. Liang asked me to come and deliver the soup. Is this a convenient place for you?"

In the afternoon, Cao Yu received a new task. His husband gave him a contact number and told him to deliver the nourishing soup to the restaurant after the auntie made it, and to call this number when he arrived.

This was the most inexplicable job Cao Yu had ever done.

Did you make some nourishing soup and send it to the restaurant? Doesn't the restaurant have any nourishing soup?

Although he was curious about his master's decision, he didn't ask any questions until he met the person he was supposed to meet, at which point Cao Yu showed a hint of humanity.

He was very surprised, "Madam?"

Zhuang Fuyao was also surprised. When she and Liang Huaixu first got married, it was Butler Cao who took care of their daily lives. After so many years, she didn't expect him to still be the same.

They were as attentive and polite as NPCs in a game.

She used to enjoy teasing Butler Cao.

Cao Yu handed over the packaged tonic soup, saying, "This was sent to me by the master."

Zhuang Fuyao asked curiously, "What's in here?"

Cao Yu recovered from his surprise and said calmly, "A nourishing soup."

"..."

Zhuang Fuyao immediately understood. If it were anyone else who came to deliver it, she would feel a little embarrassed, no matter how thick-skinned she was. But she didn't have that worry about Cao Yu. "Thank you."

Before leaving, Cao Yu thoughtfully gave him his current contact information, saying, "Madam, please feel free to ask me anything."

"good."

Zhuang Fuyao brought the tonic soup back to her office. Looking at the dark-colored soup, she protested in her heart before even drinking it, feeling that it would be very bitter.

But thinking about her incontinence last night... she felt completely exhausted after he had touched her several times and then they had such a fierce battle in the closet. She really needed to replenish herself.

She frowned and took a sip as if facing a formidable enemy. Fortunately, the soup only looked bitter; it tasted quite sweet, and she finished it in a few gulps.

-

Perhaps because she drank the nourishing soup, she always felt hot after getting home from get off work.

After taking off her coat upon entering, she soon took off a thin sweater. In her haste to stay cool, she forgot about the two red marks on her collarbone that Liang Huaixu had sucked on, which Ms. Ji happened to see.

Ji Lan flew into a rage and called her by her full name, "Zhuang Fuyao, you better tell me honestly, did you go to Liang Huaixu's room to fool around with him last night?"

After her argument with Ms. Ji last time, her affair with Liang Huaixu was no longer a secret. She and Ms. Ji were secretly playing a game of cat and mouse, and neither of them had yet to break the ice.

Zhuang Fuyao frowned, her tone cold and hard, "Mom, do you have to say such hurtful things? I'm your daughter, not your enemy."

Right now, she's openly stating, "We're a couple who are seriously looking to remarry."

“Fufu, you…”

Ji Lan frowned. She wasn't a feudal or outdated person, but she was worried that since there were no contraceptives in the old house, and the two of them probably hadn't prepared in advance, she was concerned that they might have an unplanned pregnancy.

She realized that using the word "fooling around" was a bit too much, so she softened her tone and asked, "Did you two do it last night?"

Admittedly, Ji Lan, having been in the entertainment industry for so many years, is not a mother who changes her mind about sex. When Zhuang Fuyao was in middle school, she would teach her daughter some basic sex education.

So this time the question was quite direct.

Zhuang Fuyao was silent for two seconds. She wanted to say no, but she was too embarrassed to lie and say that the red marks on her neck were just mosquito bites. She nodded frankly.

Ji Lan said with concern, "Did you use contraception? Or did you take pills? Fufu, you need to know that taking pills isn't foolproof. Besides, it can be very harmful to women, and there's even a risk of ectopic pregnancy."

As she shared her knowledge, she couldn't help but blame herself. Knowing her daughter had amnesia, she shouldn't have gone on such a long trip. If she had stayed home and watched over her daughter properly, perhaps this wouldn't have happened…

Zhuang Fuyao shook her head and said casually, "It's okay, he had a vasectomy."

Ji Lan froze, "...Are you sure?"

Zhuang Fuyao nodded: "I've seen his sterilization certificate."

Since there was no risk of unintended pregnancy, Ji Lan stopped dwelling on the matter.

She was feeling very conflicted; she felt like she was punching a pillow, and also found it unbelievable.

Many male celebrities in the entertainment industry present themselves as loving husbands, but if you asked them to get a vasectomy, very few would be willing.

Although tubal ligation can be reversed, there is always a chance of failure. The Liang family is large and wealthy, and such families generally have the concept of "the more children, the more blessings," so they would not allow their heirs to undergo tubal ligation.

Moreover, Liang Huaixu has no biological children to date.

He first visited the old lady frequently for five consecutive years, and then he was willing to undergo tubal ligation so decisively.

Ji Lan understood her former son-in-law less and less.

Two days later, she took some time to visit Changting Group.