Chapter 360 Wei Chizheng, you're not human!
Mu Jiaojiao suddenly roared, her bloodshot eyes glaring at him, "Because you forced me to do this! I didn't want that child, but you forced me to give birth to it. Cui Hao, you and Wei Chi are in cahoots, I hate him, but I hate you even more. You want me to fall in love with you so you can live a good life? Dream on! And that bastard, don't let me find a chance, or I will definitely strangle her."
Cui Hao raised his voice, "You dare?"
Mu Jiaojiao met her gaze, "You'll see if I dare."
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Mu Lin put Xie Nanzhi's luggage away before getting into the car. "Sister-in-law, are you missing Second Master?"
Xie Nanzhi leaned on Wei Chizheng's shoulder and replied lazily, "What? Is there a problem?"
Mu Lin chuckled, "How could that be? I'm a die-hard fan of yours, and I'm really hoping you two will get along. By the way, I was scrolling through videos when I was bored earlier, and I suddenly came across a video of a heroic woman tearing apart a groper's hand on a plane. The clothes match my sister-in-law's, is it really her?"
Xie Nanzhi didn't react much, just grunted in response.
Wei Chizheng, who had been leaning back in his chair, gently stroking her hand, sat up straight instantly upon hearing those words, his eyes filled with tension, and his grip on Xie Nanzhi's hand tightened unconsciously. "What video?"
Xie Nanzhi was amused by his sudden reaction. She raised her hand and patted his tense shoulder, her tone still lazy, "It's no big deal, just a piece of cake. Besides, I didn't lose anything. Telling you would only make you worry unnecessarily."
Mu Lin, sitting in the front row, added with a smile, "Second Master, you didn't see that video. Your wife was so cool back then. Everyone in the comments section was praising her as a heroine."
Wei Chizheng had no interest in listening to Mu Lin's praise. His brows were tightly furrowed, and he looked down at the woman beside him, his tone carrying a hint of lingering fear and reproach, "It's not okay if you don't suffer a loss."
As he spoke, he reached out and pulled Xie Nanzhi closer to him, resting his chin on the top of her head, his voice softening, "No matter what happens in the future, you must tell me immediately."
Xie Nanzhi leaned against him, feeling warm inside, but deliberately teased him, "Oh, you were acting all wronged in the private room just now, and now you're lecturing me?"
Wei Chizheng paused for a moment, then chuckled softly, gently stroking her nose with his finger. "How can that be the same?" Mu Lin, who was listening to their conversation from the front row, couldn't help but chuckle. "Second Master, I'll find the video later, you can see for yourself. Your sister-in-law's aura at that time was amazing."
Wei Chizheng did watch the video, but the man in the video also suffered.
On the day the man was released from the detention center, he was targeted by several elderly women. The women gave him drugs and kept him going all night.
A man suffered from lifelong impotence due to excessive sexual activity, rendering him unable to function as a man again.
Of course, that's a story for another time.
The two settled in the port city for a long time, and there was no nanny in their home in the capital. After Xie Nanzhi returned, she went to cook a hangover soup for Wei Chizheng.
She went to the bedroom to change into soft loungewear, and turned to walk towards the kitchen, but her wrist was suddenly grabbed by someone behind her, and the next second she fell into an embrace that smelled faintly of alcohol.
Wei Chizheng gently rested his chin on her neck, his warm breath brushing against her ear, carrying a hint of languor and dependence after drinking. "Wife, I haven't seen you for days."
He tightened his grip, as if trying to meld Xie Nanzhi into his very bones. "You have no idea how happy I was when I saw you in the private room just now."
Xie Nanzhi paused for a moment, her hand that was about to grab the apron gently resting on the back of his hand that was wrapped around her waist, her fingertips gently stroking his knuckles. "Don't make a fuss, I'll go make you some hangover soup."
Wei Chi refused to let go, saying, "Wife, I missed you."
His voice was muffled, and his nose brushed against her earlobe, causing her to tremble slightly. "I don't want the hangover soup anymore, I want..."
His hand moved down her waist.
Xie Nanzhi blushed, grabbed his wandering hands, turned around, wrapped her arms around his neck, and gently scratched the back of his neck with her fingertips. "What are you thinking? I think you're dreaming."
Wei Chizheng lowered his head slightly, his nose almost touching hers, his eyes filled with tenderness. "Dream on, is that not allowed?"
He gently brushed his thumb across her lower lip, his voice low and hoarse, "Eat your fill first, then you'll have the energy to drink the hangover soup."
As he spoke, Wei Chizheng's breathing became heavier, and their breaths gradually intertwined. His gaze fell on her lips, and his Adam's apple bobbed slightly. "Wife, I promise I'll be quick."
Don't believe him for a second.
Every time he says "hurry up," when has he ever actually been fast?
The domineering CEO quotes on the internet are most fitting for him; he is a typical "tormenting little devil," tormenting her to the point of "dying and coming back to life" every time.
She reached out and covered his lips with hers as he leaned in.
Xie Nanzhi remained rational, "Stop, don't even think about it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Chizheng's lips gently landed on her fingertips, bringing a warm touch.
Xie Nanzhi felt numb all over, her body went limp, "Wei Chizheng... can't you act like a human being..."
Then, Wei Chizheng picked her up in one swift motion, supporting her knees with both hands, and said with a broad smile, "No."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wei Chizheng's lips landed on the corner of her lips, kissing her tenderly and earnestly, as if he wanted to fill in all the gaps of the past few days.
In an instant, the room was filled only with their intertwined breaths and overflowing affection.
In the end, I didn't get to drink the hangover soup.
Wei Chizheng "tortured" Xie Nanzhi until the wee hours of the morning, leaving her too exhausted to even walk, let alone have the energy to cook him a hangover soup.
After a night of passion, Wei Chizheng was full of energy.
Xie Nanzhi lay on the bed and sighed, "Wei Chizheng, are you a stallion? Don't you ever get tired?"
Wei Chizheng was dressed in a dark blue suit. As he rolled up his cuffs, he looked up at Xie Nanzhi with eyes full of tenderness. "Wife, aren't you happy?"
Xie Nanzhi pursed her lips, thinking of the discussion about relationships in the post. A female blogger asked for help, saying that her husband, who was over thirty, was experiencing a decline in his abilities in all aspects and that they only had sex once every six months. She asked if this was normal.
Most of the replies were normal.
Some people even explain that men start to decline after the age of 25, and by 30 they are no longer particularly interested in women. By 35, their interests completely shift to things they used to disdain, such as fishing and drinking tea.
But Wei Chizheng is almost thirty-five years old, how come he doesn't have any of these symptoms?
It's truly a case of some suffering from drought while others are drowning in floods.
Xie Nanzhi threw back the covers. She moved slightly, and her whole body ached. She cursed playfully, "Wei Chizheng, you're not human."
Wei Chizheng smiled and walked up to her, leaning down to kiss her forehead. "It doesn't matter if he's a human or not, as long as he's your husband."
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