While in the car, Yuan Jiang clearly felt the changes in her body.
She bit her lip and looked at Zhou Jingxing, who was driving, with a wronged expression.
"Wife, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?" Zhou Jingxing hurriedly asked, slowing down the car. He took the opportunity to turn his head and observe Yuan Jiang. Seeing her flushed face, his brows twitched violently.
Sure enough, the next second, Yuan Jiang's pitiful voice rang in my ears: "They fed me something bad, I couldn't control myself, waaaaah..."
Actually, that's not the case. Yuan Jiang is a vixen, and the better the aphrodisiac, the more potent it is for her. But since she became pregnant, Zhou Jingxing hasn't touched her again, which has made the horny Yuan Jiang extremely lonely and empty. She finally got a chance, so of course she wanted to make good use of it.
Zhou Jingxing's Adam's apple bobbed twice. He raised his hand, loosened his tie, and unbuttoned the top button, revealing his long neck. He breathed heavily for a moment before whispering, "Shall I take you to the hospital?"
“Zhou Jingxing!” she cried, glaring at him.
Zhou Jingxing sighed and said helplessly, "Just bear with it a little longer, we'll be home soon."
Yuan Jiang, in a fit of pity, stopped tormenting him.
A dozen minutes later, the car sped to a stop in the private garage. Yuan Jiang was unbearably hot, so she unbuckled her seatbelt, turned her head, and stared intently at him with burning eyes.
Her cheeks were streaked with tears, her skin flushed a delicate, rosy hue, and her eyes were moist and alluring. Yuan Jiang breathed heavily, then reached out and gently stroked her face with her fingertips...
The scalding touch and obvious provocation made Yuan Jiang remain silent, but her actions and eyes revealed what she was about to do.
Zhou Jingxing closed his eyes, then opened them again. When he spoke, he was surprised to find his voice was terribly hoarse: "Wife, this is not good."
"Let me help you..."
Yuan Jiang gazed at him with hazy eyes, pouting and opening her arms: "Hug~"
Zhou Jingxing's Adam's apple bobbed as he leaned over, his large hand gripping her slender waist. With a slight effort, he lifted her onto his lap, and the two sat facing each other, their breaths mingling.
Their eyes met, and Yuan Jiang lowered her head and kissed his lips.
Zhou Jingxing slowly closed his eyes, his hand passed over Yuan Jiang's waist, pressed a button, and the car seat slowly reclined. He pinched Yuan Jiang's chin, ending the tender and warm kiss, and said in a hoarse voice, "I'll do it."
Yuan Jiang stared at the roof of the car, lost in a daze.
All senses, all strength, all reason were exhausted.
Zhou Jingxing's gentle movements carried a cautious reverence. He was more diligent, nervous, and careful than before, constantly observing her expression, afraid of hearing her distressed cries.
If Zhou Jingxing were described as an animal, at this moment, he would be a good dog that humbles itself to please Yuan Jiang.
Yuan Jiang bit her lip tightly, feeling both ashamed and pleased. She tilted her head, her thick, curled eyelashes trembling slowly. Her gaze fell on the man's dark hair crown, and she kicked him.
Zhou Jingxing immediately stopped, looked up and asked her, "Wife, what's wrong?"
"Hmm... I feel better now." Yuan Jiang's heart was pounding and her scalp was tingling.
She had experienced this before, but this time the feeling was stronger. Yuan Jiang vaguely felt her body was weak and powerless. She wanted to get up, but fell back down. She could only bite her lip and look pitifully at Zhou Jingxing.
Zhou Jingxing was driven mad by the torment.
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