Zhou Jingxing frowned, glanced at her thoughtfully, and said with a hint of amusement, "Yuan Jiang, I'm twenty-three this year, and you're the only girl in all these years who can arouse my desire."
"Besides, you know I fell in love with you at first sight, so naturally I want to give you everything I can. As for running away with the money?" He chuckled. "I believe my wife is a smart woman and wouldn't do something so thankless. But if my wife really wants to run away, I don't mind letting her run away with the baby. Playing around with some fun can also enhance our relationship."
"To answer the last question: So what if I'm the other woman? I can make you, my wife, happier than he can, can't I?"
Zhou Jingxing muttered to himself, reaching out to rub Yuan Jiang's little face, then lowering his head to kiss her pretty, snow-white cheek. A gentle smile and the air of a superior's certainty filled his eyes.
When it comes to matters of the heart, why ask so many questions?
He just loves Yuan Jiang and wants to be with her every day. To hell with values and morality. And that scoundrel Shen Han Du, why doesn't he just die?
Yuan Jiang lowered her eyes, concealing her trembling pupils, her heart filled with shock. A yandere was indeed a yandere; her thought process was different from that of ordinary people. However, she was not a normal person either. Hearing Zhou Jingxing's words, she was overjoyed.
She cupped Zhou Jingxing's face in her hands, pressed her delicate, warm lips against his eyelids, and then kissed him from behind his ear down to his cheek.
The kiss was devoid of any lust or seduction; Yuan Jiang simply and gently told him the answer: "Zhou Jingxing, you are my husband."
"I'm not breaking up with Shen Handu right now because he wanted to play me, and I'm going to get revenge and play him back."
"Honey, you'll cooperate with me, right?"
When their eyes met, Yuan Jianglian's eyes turned crimson at the corners, but her gaze remained icy cold.
Zhou Jingxing was stunned. He had guessed that Yuan Jiang might genuinely like Shen Handu, or she might want to seize the opportunity to climb the social ladder and make more money, but he never expected it to be for this reason.
Does Shen Han Du want to play with his wife?
How do you play?
Seeing Zhou Jingxing's confusion, Yuan Jiang gave a forced smile: "This idiot is trying to deceive my feelings, taking photos and videos of me to kick me out of A University."
Of course, that's not all. There's also Shen Han Du's younger sister, Shen Yan Yu, who tries to steal her luck and take away the man who belongs to her. It's just wishful thinking.
Once something belongs to Yuan Jiang, there's no reason for it to be taken away.
Zhou Jingxing's eyes, which had been filled with tenderness and affection, instantly turned dark and cold. Deceiving emotions? Taking photos and videos? He recognized the words, but when put together, they just didn't make sense.
That scoundrel is full of evil intentions; he's not incapable of such despicable behavior.
My wife is really kind; she only wants to get revenge on this scoundrel.
If it were him, he would definitely find ten or eight men for that scoundrel to provoke him.
Zhou Jingxing's eyes darkened, and he slowly stroked Yuan Jiang's lips with his fingertips: "I'm henpecked, I listen to my wife."
"I'll cooperate with whatever my wife wants me to do."
"But before that, shouldn't my wife give me a little reward first...?"
Before he could finish speaking, Yuan Jiang silenced him with a kiss.
In the dimly lit and quiet carriage, Yuan Jiang lowered her head and bit Zhou Jingxing's lips, skillfully prying open his teeth.
Her soft, alluring voice was slightly muffled: "Honey, do you want to touch me?"
As she spoke, she grabbed Zhou Jingxing's hand and pressed it against her chest.
Her bright, alluring eyes stared intently at him: "Do you know how to unbutton your clothes?"
"...I haven't tried it."
Zhou Jingxing's head was throbbing, his breathing was rapid and heavy, and he felt the warmth and weight under his palm. His whole body stiffened. Even though he had done even more outrageous things, he was still a little shy and reserved.
"Then you try it." Yuan Jiang chuckled, her smile both mischievous and alluring, and lowered her head to continue biting his lips.
The kiss was both tender and urgent.
Zhou Jingxing let out a muffled groan of pleasure, feeling as if he had fallen into a soft, warm cloud, so comfortable and happy, wishing he could stay in this moment forever, in this moment when she needed him.
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