Chapter 5, Chapter 94: "Want to see me in a suit..."
Cheng Jiamo was caught in a dilemma, watching as He Qingzhao abruptly stopped halfway through their kiss and ran out to answer a phone call. She was caught between being angry and laughing.
She followed him to the bathroom door, grabbed the doorframe, and said to He Qingzhao's back, "Are you impotent?"
He Qingzhao had just answered the phone and was about to speak when he heard Cheng Jiamo's words. He slowly turned around, holding his phone, smiled at her, and then took his phone to the balcony.
While He Qingzhao was on the phone, Cheng Jiamo quickly washed her face and brushed her teeth. After washing up, she walked out of the bathroom and bumped into He Qingzhao.
He Qingzhao picked her up and bit her chest, then looked up at her and said, "I'll let you try me out tonight. I can't right now, we have to go out soon."
Cheng Jiamo wrapped her arms around his neck and looked down at him: "Where are we going?"
He Qingzhao carried her towards the dressing room: "Let's go eat."
Cheng Jiamo has three dressing rooms in Nanyuan, one downstairs and two upstairs.
The downstairs walk-in closet mainly holds her jewelry, bags, shoes, and hats. Upstairs, there are two walk-in closets: one for spring and summer clothes, and the other for autumn and winter clothes. A lot of jewelry is also kept in the upstairs walk-in closets.
The walk-in closet, where spring and summer clothes are stored, features a full glass curtain wall with light gray walls that clearly reflect images, with a clarity comparable to a mirror.
It wasn't like this originally; He Qingzhao specifically had it changed later. After the change, this walk-in closet was no longer just a walk-in closet.
As Cheng Jiamo was carried into the walk-in closet, a series of blush-inducing images immediately flashed through her mind.
One evening, after taking a bath, she came to the walk-in closet wrapped in a towel to get her pajamas.
Just as she bent over and picked up her pajamas, He Qingzhao hugged her from behind and pushed her into the closet.
The cabinet is spacious enough to accommodate two people.
That night, the clothes in the closet were all messed up.
More than half an hour later, He Qingzhao took her out of the closet, pressed her against the glass curtain wall and kissed her, and forced her to look at the wall.
She closed her eyes, unwilling to look, so He Qingzhao deliberately exerted himself to torment her.
"What's wrong, baby?" He Qingzhao's deep, magnetic voice rang in my ears, tinged with a teasing laugh. "Baby's face is so red. Are you feeling unwell, or is something on your mind?"
Cheng Jiamo slapped his shoulder: "You're asking a question you already know the answer to."
He Qingzhao pinned her against the glass wall, his large hands gripping and kneading her soft waist. He tilted his head and gently sucked and rubbed her earlobe, making her already red earlobe appear bright and luscious, like a ripe cherry about to burst with juice.
Cheng Jiamo's body was so weak that she could barely stand, and she could only maintain her posture by holding onto his arm.
She leaned her head back against his chest, her eyelashes fluttering, her eyes misty with tears.
He Qingzhao released her mouth, pinched her earlobe with two fingers and gently twisted it, saying in a rough, hoarse voice, "Let's relive it again when we get back tonight, okay?"
Cheng Jiamo was in a daze and didn't hear what he said very clearly. She just obediently agreed, "Okay."
He Qingzhao released her, opened a cabinet door, and took out a new summer dress from L brand.
He held up the skirt in front of Cheng Jiamo, showing her that the length was just right, reaching her knees. Then he took out another skirt, held it up in front of her, and asked her which one she preferred.
Cheng Jiamo looked around, unable to make a decision for a moment, unsure which one to choose.
He Qingzhao held up the skirt with one hand and put the other on her shoulder, his slender fingers lightly tapping her shoulder: "Try it on."
Cheng Jiamo snatched the dress from his hand and pushed him, saying, "You go out first."
He Qingzhao took two steps back following her force, but instead of leaving, he leaned against the cabinet door with a dashing air, looking at her with a deep and alluring smile.
Cheng Jiamo glanced at him, turned around, and changed her clothes with her back to him.
Although she had her back to He Qingzhao, she still met his gaze through the wall.
The moment their eyes met, Cheng Jiamo's heart trembled.
The pajamas fell to the ground, and He Qingzhao could no longer restrain himself, walking up behind her and hugging her.
He embraced her slender, jade-like waist, gently kneading it with his large hand, his thumb pad quickly teasing her.
Cheng Jiamo snorted and hurriedly pushed his arm away: "Let go, I need to change my clothes."
He Qingzhao pressed his lips to her neck and kissed her, his breath heavy as he said, "It hurts, baby, it hurts so much, husband."
Cheng Jiamo clearly sensed his reaction and naturally knew why he was in pain.
She turned her head and kissed his lips: "Shall we still go out?"
He Qingzhao lowered his head and bit her neck hard, then released her and stood aside, looking at her with eyes as fierce as fire.
Cheng Jiamo glanced at his high-curved hem, her face flushed, and she hurriedly looked away, quickly putting on her skirt.
She looked at herself in the mirror, then picked up the D brand's alluring long dress and prepared to try it on again.
He Qingzhao grabbed her hand: "It's very pretty, you don't need to try it on."
Cheng Jiamo waved the pink dress in her hand: "Aren't you going to try this one on?"
He Qingzhao took the dress from her hand, his voice slightly hoarse: "I won't try it on."
If he keeps trying, he'll probably run into trouble.
Cheng Jiamo glanced at his still-raised hem and gave him a reproachful look: "You insisted on staying to watch."
He Qingzhao put his arm around her and went out, then lowered his head and pressed his face against hers: "Try them on for me again tonight, one by one."
Cheng Jiamo nudged him with her elbow: "Why don't you try it on for me?"
He Qingzhao laughed out loud with a pleasant mood: "Okay, I'll try it on for you. Do you want to see me in a suit or a uniform, hmm?"
He pronounced the word "hmm" slowly and heavily, deliberately lowering his voice and drawing out the sound, which was very alluring.
Cheng Jiamo felt that the "hmm" that escaped from between his teeth was like a small hammer, gently tapping her heart, making her heart pound like a drum.
She suppressed her wildly beating heart and asked, feigning composure, "Do you have a uniform?"
He Qingzhao pinched the soft flesh on her waist, his voice low and husky: "If you want to see it, I will."
In the past, Cheng Jiamo would have been too embarrassed to admit it even if she wanted to see it.
However, she is now much bolder and has become much more shameless.
She tilted her head back and looked at him with a smile: "I want to see."
He Qingzhao raised an eyebrow, smiled, and rubbed her waist, his voice low and deep: "You'd better not cry."
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A restaurant on the top floor of a commercial building located in the heart of the bustling CBD.
This restaurant was opened by He Jingyang. Because it is located in a prime location where land is extremely valuable, the prices are naturally very high, and the target audience is high-spending consumers.
He Qingzhao led Cheng Jiamo into the restaurant, where He Jingyang immediately greeted them, first calling her "sister-in-law" with a smile, and then "brother".
Cheng Jiamo smiled and nodded.
He Qingzhao said indifferently, "You go about your business, don't worry about us."
He Jingyang replied with a smile, "The private room with the open-air garden on the second floor has already been arranged for you, Big Brother."
He Qingzhao hummed in agreement and pulled Cheng Jiamo upstairs.
After Cheng Jiamo sat down, she asked He Qingzhao, "Aren't you going to let your younger brother eat with us?"
He Qingzhao poured her a glass of lemonade and handed it to her, saying with a smile, "I'm on a date with my wife, why would I invite a third wheel? It'll just get in the way."
Cheng Jiamo patted the back of his hand: "Who's your wife? Don't call me that." She added, "Don't talk about him like that. Of your three cousins, I feel that He Jingyang is the one who treats you the best."
He Qingzhao scoffed, "Blind loyalty." Thinking of the stupid things He Jingyang had done, He Qingzhao gritted her teeth in anger, "If it weren't for his meddling back then, you and I wouldn't have been separated for eight years."
Cheng Jiamo felt a pang of sadness. She pursed her lips, lowered her head, and whispered, "If it weren't for those eight years, maybe we would still have argued after we got together, and we would still have broken up in the end. Speaking of which..."
Before she could finish speaking, He Qingzhao grabbed her cheek, lowered his head, and kissed her lips, silencing her.
Cheng Jiamo, afraid of being seen, hurriedly pushed him away.
He Qingzhao didn't kiss her deeply, but restrained himself and bit her lips lightly. He looked at her with deep eyes, gently stroked her rosy lips with his thumb, and said breathlessly, "No, Cheng Jiamo, even if we hadn't been separated for eight years, we wouldn't have separated. Eight years haven't made me forget you, so if we were together, I would never let you leave me."
Cheng Jiamo looked at his reddened eyes and felt a pang of sadness. She hugged him tenderly and said, "It's okay, it's okay, don't be sad. I was just kidding."
He Qingzhao lowered his head and buried it in the crook of her neck, his voice hoarse as he said, "Let's get our marriage certificate tomorrow."
When Cheng Jiamo heard about getting their marriage certificate, her heart skipped a beat and her breathing became rapid.
She glanced at He Qingzhao's reddened ears, smiled, pinched his thin, bright red ear cartilage, and whispered in his ear, "What's your hurry?"
He Qingzhao suddenly grabbed her waist, narrowing his eyes: "Why do you think I'm in such a hurry?"
After asking the question, he took her hand and placed her between the two of them.
Cheng Jiamo struggled to free her arm, but instead of breaking free, she ended up rubbing the back of her hand against her trousers a few times.
She dared not move again, letting him hold her hand.
He Qingzhao held her hand and rubbed it gently, then asked her in a deep voice, "How about we get our marriage certificate tomorrow?"
Cheng Jiamo saw He Jingyang flash by at the door and hurriedly replied, "Okay, okay, let go quickly, your brother is here."
He Qingzhao didn't let go, but instead pulled her hand and sat down next to her, leaning her shoulder towards her, and looked at her with a smile: "What are you panicking about? My brother can't possibly catch me cheating, can he?"
Hearing his inappropriate words, Cheng Jiamo raised her hand and slapped him, saying, "What nonsense are you talking about?"
He Qingzhao chuckled in a low voice, leaned against her shoulder, and rested his head on her shoulder.
Cheng Jiamo and He Qingzhao had a significant height difference. Although she grew two centimeters later, she was only 1.65 meters tall, while He Qingzhao was 192.6 meters tall, nearly 1.93 meters.
Therefore, when He Qingzhao leaned on her, it felt like a mountain pressing down on her, and she couldn't bear it for even a minute.
"Get off me." She pushed He Qingzhao's head away. "Don't press down on me, you're making me uncomfortable."
He Qingzhao felt empty inside, very empty and restless, and desperately wanted to have a passionate lovemaking session with Cheng Jiamo to fill the void in his heart.
Unable to satisfy his overwhelming inner needs, he could only cling to her, seeking solace in her presence and drawing upon her essence to quench his thirst, thus calming his empty and unbearable heart.
Cheng Jiamo glanced at He Qingzhao and saw the longing in his deep, dark eyes.
Her face flushed, and she turned her head away, whispering, "What's the rush? We'll go back after dinner. It's all night anyway..."
He Qingzhao chuckled, slowly raised his hand, and gently touched her blushing face with the back of his hand. His slender fingers slid along her fair and pink face to her neck. He lifted her chin with his index finger, turned her face, lowered his head, and sucked her lips hard.
Press the pad of your thumb against the corner of her lips, massage her moist, rosy lips along the corner of her lips, stop at her cupid's bow, and gently pinch her soft, rosy cupid's bow.
He lightly touched her lips with his fingertips, narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled roguishly, and spoke in a voice as captivating as a cello: "Cheng Jiamo, what I want is not just one night, but day and night."
Suddenly, a voice exclaimed from next door: "Wow, look! Which big shot is confessing their love?"
Cheng Jiamo turned her head curiously and saw six bright red characters, "Cheng Jiamo, I love you," displayed on the advertising wall of the building opposite through the huge floor-to-ceiling glass window.
That building was the tallest in the area, and it was directly facing them.
He Qingzhao hugged her from behind, rested his chin on her neck, and said in the gentlest of voices, "Cheng Jiamo, I love you."
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