Trapped After Marriage

Synopsis: Ceiling-level combat power retired special forces soldier x top-tier jealous, obsessive, and crazy patron.

This is a revenge story, an alternative 'canary' tale, and a journ...

Chapter 177: Extra Chapter 23: A Certain Time in Spring and a Certain Moment in Midsummer

Chapter 177: Extra Chapter 23: A Certain Time in Spring and a Certain Moment in Midsummer

Sometime in spring.

After Lin Jin underwent ankle surgery to remove the screws, Cheng Sangluo seized the opportunity.

That guy was always making a fuss, and no matter how much he pleaded and begged, he couldn't persuade his career-driven wife.

Fortunately, this man was clever and eventually used the perfect excuse of trying to conceive to convince his wife to stay home and rest.

Lin Jin was at his wits' end with her, and due to the busy work schedule at the beginning of the year, he could only sit in the study every day, his foot wrapped in bandages, and give orders.

The study in the hillside villa is usually quiet, but these days it's been noisy all the time, and today is no exception.

On that expensive solid wood desk, Lin Jin specially had a multi-screen monitor installed so that he could clearly see the people from each department during meetings.

At this moment, the atmosphere in the study was tense, with the heads of several departments arguing heatedly over the company's key project.

Lin Jin leaned lazily in the boss's chair, wearing only a sexy nightgown as thin as a cicada's wing, which was not convenient to show in front of people, so she kept her back to the camera.

She was slowly flipping through the heavy folder, ignoring the noise behind her, and made no attempt to stop it.

Cheng Sangluo carried steaming hot flower tea and a fruit platter to the study door, wondering why the meeting had been going on all morning and was still not over.

She quietly pushed the door open a crack and heard the heated argument inside. She then crouched down to avoid the camera and quickly walked over to her wife.

Lin Jin was amused by the dog's furtive posture, but due to her boss's serious status, she simply smiled slightly and beckoned to the little dog with her finger.

Cheng Sangluo placed the fruit plate on the floor and, while eagerly handing over the flower tea, hissed in confusion, "What are they arguing about? It sounds like they're fighting."

Lin Jin's executive chair was very impressive; it not only completely covered her slender body but also completely blocked the little dog hiding at her feet.

"Ignore them, they'll quiet down when they're tired of arguing." She put down the folder, took the flower tea, tasted it, and thought it tasted good. She then reached out and ruffled Cheng Sangluo's hair, whispering, "Come closer."

Cheng Sangluo thought his wife's feet were uncomfortable, so he knelt down and moved a few steps, putting her slender white legs on his shoulders. "Would it be more comfortable like this?"

Thinking she couldn't speak too loudly, she carefully covered her mouth. "If you're uncomfortable, change your posture. Sitting for too long will make your back uncomfortable."

"How about... you help me calm down..." Lin Jin hesitated, her fingertips tracing the rim of the cup, her alluring eyes seeming to whisper a different kind of affection.

In the vibrant spring season, the grass, seemingly growing wildly and untamed, is easily propelled by a gentle breeze and fine rain, bursting forth with overwhelming force if one is not careful.

She supported her slightly tilted cheek with one hand, and held a steaming cup in the other. The thin mist drifted perfectly across her eyes, creating a silent, rippling effect.

Cheng Sangluo understood what his wife wanted to relieve at that moment with just one glance.

She suddenly remembered being cornered under the desk by Lin Jin's high heels in his office a long time ago, and couldn't help but swallow hard, but still couldn't moisten her parched throat.

Seeing the puppy kneeling obediently without moving, Lin Jin frowned and asked softly, "You...don't you want to...?"

Cheng Sangluo raised his chin slightly, staring blankly at the beautiful woman with a languid posture, a look of infatuation naturally appearing on his lips.

She sometimes felt that reality was unreal, and still couldn't understand how she had been chosen by this woman who was both alluring and unconventional, but her brain was stuck and couldn't figure it out.

Looking at the puppy who was completely captivated, Lin Jin asked in a soft, sweet voice, "Really don't want to?"

Cheng Sangluo instinctively shook her head, then nodded in a contradictory manner.

Of course, it's a lie to say I don't want to.

The young couple's life had become rather mundane, and they inevitably needed to find a little excitement.

Cheng Sangluo thought to herself that Lin Jin was still so bold. Even though they weren't in the office and the person behind the chair couldn't see the erotic scene, it was still inappropriate.

Her reason and impulse were locked in a fierce battle in her mind, and she finally said honestly, "That's not a good idea, we're still in a meeting."

"So what?" Lin Jin shrugged dismissively, took a sip of her flower tea, and then, as if deliberately letting the warm water spill down her lips and onto her collar.

In that instant, it was another person's heart that was soaked with sweat.

"Give it to me... properly... seriously..." Lin Jin's patience ran out, and she danced like a queen, draping a red veil over her beloved puppy's head. "Mouth."

In the study, the video conference continued with an endless argument, which conveniently drowned out the unquestionable command.

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A moment in the height of summer.

The scorching sun, accompanied by the incessant chirping of cicadas, brought endless boredom.

Lin Jin, dressed in a plain, old-fashioned, high-end suit, stood in front of the office's floor-to-ceiling window. The large glass window accentuated her slender figure, making her appear confident and upright.

As she watered the daisies with a spray bottle, she spoke fluent English with the person on the phone, occasionally letting out an elegant chuckle. She seemed to be in a good mood, probably having discussed a very valuable business deal.

In contrast to this calm and collected demeanor, the person sitting on the other end of the desk is in dire straits.

Cheng Sangluo was bent over, scratching his head, with the table covered with top-scoring test papers from various subjects.

She was checking her answers with a red pen, and after a series of scribbles, the number of wrong answers was dazzling.

Unconvinced, she pulled out another English test paper, but before she even got to the multiple-choice questions, her mind went blank. She touched the options with her pen, hesitated for a long time, and still didn't know what to choose.

The question seemed to be mocking her clumsiness, as if saying: "Fool, you've got to know me better with practice, yet you still don't recognize me."

Lin Jin remained as cheerful and talkative as ever. When she turned around and saw the little dog's dejected expression, she leisurely strolled to her desk.

This scene pales in comparison.

She sat halfway down at the table, her gaze falling on the easy multiple-choice questions. She glanced at them and then pointed to the correct answer with her fingertip.

Cheng Sangluo suddenly understood, quickly gave his wife a thumbs up, then scratched his head and continued working on the problem, muttering to himself, "It's over, it's over, with this level of ability, I'll have a hard time even getting into a vocational college."

Lin Jin abruptly ended the conversation, then glanced at the increasingly anxious puppy while playing with her phone. "It's all about participation, don't exhaust yourself, okay?"

Cheng Sangluo unfolded the test paper, which was riddled with errors, and wailed, "Look! It's all wrong! They recognize me, but I don't recognize them, what am I going to do!"

As he spoke, the tall man threw himself onto his wife's lap and began to sob.

"After all this time, the textbooks have been changed several times. Take it slow, there's still a year left." Lin Jin stroked her head, comforting her, "If you don't pass, you don't pass. Your wife will support you!"

The puppy raised its head, tears welling in its eyes, and cried out, "This isn't about whether or not to keep it!!!"

"What's that?" Lin Jin was amused by her pitiful appearance, then touched the tip of her nose with pity, and teased, "Is your pride getting the better of you?"

"I won't tell you!" Cheng Sangluo refused to tell the truth and picked up her pen to continue battling the sea of ​​questions.

Actually, this guy is very smart. Lin Jin hired the best private tutoring team in the city, and in half a year, he was able to catch up to about 70-80%. He didn't have any major problems in other subjects, but his only weakness was English, which is why he was struggling with the ABCD every day.

"Okay, take a break." Lin Jin took the pen from the puppy's hand and walked behind her, massaging her temples. "You've worked so hard. You'll definitely get into university by this time next year. I'll throw you a celebration then!"

"Who throws a graduation banquet when they're almost thirty?" Cheng Sangluo said, both amused and exasperated. Suddenly, he grabbed his wife's hand, turned back to wink at her, and changed his mind, saying, "Yes! We'll throw a huge one, and then we'll go collect the money!"

Lin Jin couldn't help but poke her head, "Are you obsessed with money?"

Cheng Sangluo argued confidently, "I can use the money I receive as wedding gifts to buy you a wedding ring. That's a way for me to earn it myself!"

Lin Jin didn't reply, but put her hands behind her back and leisurely observed the puppy's serious expression.

The atmosphere quieted down a bit.

Cheng Sangluo couldn't figure out what his wife was thinking, so he simply stood up and walked over to her. "Why aren't you saying anything?"

Lin Jin placed his hand on her shoulder, tilted his head lazily, and asked, "So, you're planning to marry me after you get into university?"

"It has to be a good day, I can't let people gossip about you." Cheng Sangluo hugged his wife's waist and helped her sit down on the table. "What if someone says... oh dear... that Mr. Lin has a good family background, money, and looks, but he's blind. It's such a waste that he married someone like me with a criminal record and no education!"

“I told you, you’re not allowed to say anything that belittles yourself, and I won’t allow anyone to ridicule you.” Lin Jin reached out and pinched the puppy’s lips into a duck’s beak, and said seriously, “You are Cheng Sangluo, the most outstanding female special forces soldier, capable of serving the country, saving people from fire and water, and helping the police solve major cases. No one is more worthy of me than you.”

"Am I that good?" Cheng Sangluo temporarily put aside those annoying ABCDs and smiled as she leaned closer. "Are you busy this afternoon?"

Lin Jin rubbed her face and shook her head: "I'm not busy. We just finished discussing a collaboration. I can take you out of work anytime."

"Then..." the puppy chuckled awkwardly, "How about I help you relax?"

"How do you want to solve it...where do you want to solve it..." Lin Jin, of course, didn't reject Cheng Sangluo's advances, and cooperated by hugging her head, her voice soft and seductive: "The office door isn't locked..."

In the midst of love, the first one to succumb is always Cheng Sangluo.

The kiss landed on her fragrant earlobe, accompanied by soft, heavy breathing, as she murmured "I love you," "I can never love you enough," and "I'm so glad we have a happy ending."

"Mmm..." Lin Jin groaned softly, her fingertips ruffling her lover's hair before tenderly stroking his infatuated face. "Mmm...be good...don't bully me..."

Cheng Sangluo braced himself on either side of her, forcing her soft body into a corner. "You're always the one bullying me..."

"I used to bully you because you were stubborn, but now I wouldn't bear to. It's clearly because I love you~" Lin Jin retorted with a smile, her fingertips tugging at the hem of the puppy's clothes before giving it a firm push: "Sit down on the chair and get your work done~"

Cheng Sangluo couldn't resist his wife's blatant temptation. He noticed that the door behind him wasn't locked, and he felt somewhat apprehensive.

But these fears, when combined, become a rampant madness that overwhelms reason.

Cheng Sangluo's shirt collar was ripped open in a large area.

Lin Jin deliberately tugged hard, revealing a beautiful view behind half of her shoulder.

Those who are serious no longer care about shame; they just want to drown in the ocean of love.

The sunlight streaming through the window adorned her hunched neck, and her tanned skin shone beautifully, radiating a healthy, vibrant, and powerful sense of security.

Yet it was also somewhat cute and funny, because her head was askew, covered by her lover's dark-colored, openwork, lace-patterned lingerie.

This wolf is a master of stirring up trouble, and this is the perfect time for it to thrive.

Lin Jin, with the tips of her high heels pointed out, forcefully placed them on the beautifully arched back.

She supported herself with one hand behind her.

He comfortably raised his head.

In a moment of excitement, she felt a touch of softness and raised her hand to brush away the few stray strands of hair from her forehead.

The hot breath enveloped a smile, a smile that was both crisp and sweet.

Her lips trembled for a moment before she finally managed to squeeze out the question that would make someone swoon: "Am I... having fun...?"

Cheng Sangluo straightened up.

I lifted the limp foot from my shoulder.

It is tucked between the waist and hips.

He easily carried his loved one to the floor-to-ceiling window.

She whispered in Lin Jin's ear, "No, I like to use that word to respond to you. I only know how to say..."

Lin Jin wiped the sweat from the puppy's forehead with her shirt sleeve, asking curiously, "What will you say?"

Cheng Sangluo's eyes dimmed slightly, and she asked uncertainly, "Do you like my attempts to please you? Will you get tired of it? Will you ever find it tasteless?"

"No...no..." Lin Jin shook her head desperately, her trembling fingertips repeatedly tracing her lover's eyebrows and eyes, "Never, I can prove it to you."

The young couple admired the concrete landscape of the city, but what dazzled them was their deeply affectionate embraces and unrestrained kisses.

Everyone in the office building was so busy that they made the whole affair seem even more extravagant and absurd.

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