The two kissed deeply for a long time, both somewhat lost in passion. Tang Yi's large hands roamed skillfully over Ye Huanhuan's body, his fingertips constantly teasing her sensitive spots.
Soon, Ye Huanhuan went limp and let Tang Yi do whatever he wanted to her.
Ye Huanhuan is now in the late stages of pregnancy. During her prenatal checkup, the doctor advised the couple that it was best to avoid sexual intercourse.
So, at the crucial moment, Tang Yi restrained himself and didn't touch Ye Huanhuan. Instead, he grabbed her hand, kissed it, and looked unsatisfied.
"Huanhuan..."
He kept murmuring Ye Huanhuan's name, his eyes filled with undisguised longing.
Ye Huanhuan's face flushed crimson, and she tried to pull her hand back, "No..."
Tang Yi grinned mischievously, gripped Ye Huanhuan's hand even tighter, and whispered a few words in her ear.
Ye Huanhuan blushed and pushed Tang Yi away, saying seriously, "Man, do you know you're playing with fire?"
Upon hearing this, Tang Yi couldn't help but chuckle, then pulled Ye Huanhuan into his arms and hugged her tightly.
"Of course I know, but I just love seeing you shy."
After saying that, he gently bit Ye Huanhuan's lips.
Ye Huanhuan's heart was pounding like a deer. She grumbled unhappily, "Honey, stop it. My baby is hungry. He says he wants to eat."
"Yes, my wife, I'll have someone prepare the meal right away."
Tang Yi affectionately patted Ye Huanhuan's head, then straightened his clothes and went to the living room to instruct the housekeeper to prepare dinner for Ye Huanhuan.
Ye Huanhuan watched Tang Yi's retreating figure, her heart filled with happiness.
Tang Yi is right. Not everyone is as lucky as them to find their life partner.
Hopefully, Wang Shuyao can overcome the pain of heartbreak and find her own happiness.
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That evening, Wen Zhe rang Wang Shuyao's doorbell as usual, but this time, he waited for a long time, but Wang Shuyao did not open the door for him, which made him very strange.
He suddenly remembered Ye Huanhuan's mockery of him, and as if he had a premonition, he didn't wait any longer and instead dialed the landlord's number.
The call was answered, and he immediately asked:
Where is Ms. Wang, who rented your apartment?
The landlord recognized his voice and replied, "Oh, it's Xiao Wen. You mean Miss Wang? She's canceling her lease this morning. She said she's going back to Beijing and won't be coming back."
Upon hearing this, Wen Zhe was momentarily stunned, but quickly regained his composure. "Okay, I understand, thank you."
After saying that, he hung up the phone, then raised his eyes and stared at the familiar gate expressionlessly for a long time.
Have they left?
Wen Zhe silently turned around and returned to his home.
The house was still spotless, everything was arranged in an orderly manner, without any changes, but for some reason, those familiar pieces of furniture made him feel irritable.
He had a strong urge to smash all the neatly arranged furniture and appliances. It seemed that only by doing so could he eliminate the deep-seated agitation within him.
Entering the bedroom, he lay on the bed in a "spread-eagle" position, staring intently at the ceiling, completely still.
As the irritability gradually subsided, a sense of loss he had never experienced before took its place. He felt as if a large chunk had been hollowed out of his chest, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Ha, it's good she's gone. She was never his type. Now, his life can finally return to normal. Isn't this what he's always dreamed of?
He should be drinking to celebrate; this is such a wonderful thing.
But why do I feel so empty inside? It's as if I've lost something important.
Wen Zhe closed his eyes, trying to calm himself down, but Wang Shuyao's image kept appearing in his mind.
Her smile, her voice, her every move...
These images played before his eyes like a movie, haunting him.
Damn it!
Wen Zhe sat up abruptly, picked up his phone, and prepared to call Wang Shuyao.
At this moment, he really wanted to ask this woman why she left.
Why did you leave without saying goodbye?
Was he not good enough in bed last night?
Or has she given up on pursuing herself?
However, when he turned on his phone and saw that familiar number, he hesitated.
What is he doing?
Didn't I not love this woman?
Could it be that I can't bear to part with her?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
He's just not used to it yet; after all, suddenly losing a perfect sexual partner would be difficult for any man to adjust to.
Yes, that's it, he thought to himself, deceiving himself.
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