Chapter 862 Darling, Come and Hold My Hand (60)
She gave a soft hum.
Ye Huai, however, smiled and continued to hold her hand, whispering, "Aren't you happy yet?"
Song Jinhuan denied it.
Ye Huai chuckled, "Then kiss me twice, and I'll believe you."
Song Jinhuan's eyes widened in disbelief.
Ye Huai's skills in taking advantage of her were already highly refined.
Of course, kissing is out of the question, but Ye Huai said, "If the mountain won't come to me, I'll go to the mountain."
Song Jinhuan's chin was pinched, and the next second, a familiar scent rushed in.
Even though I had been away from the meeting room for so long, my cheeks were still very red when I returned.
The colleagues tacitly agreed and didn't expose it.
It's so good to be young.
It's better to observe how others date.
I just can't imagine what it would be like for President Ye to be in a relationship.
Only the conference department and Assistant Zhang knew about Song Jinhuan's marriage to Ye Huai.
Throughout the entire wedding, a ring of bodyguards guarded the outside, preventing reporters from getting in at all.
All I know is that Mr. Ye, the CEO of Fantian Group, got married; I heard it was a business marriage.
As for which company it is, there is no way of knowing.
On their wedding night, Song Jinhuan was tormented by Ye Huai all night in the bridal chamber.
So much so that when she woke up the next day, she was so angry that she bit the other person's shoulder.
Ye Huai laughed instead of feeling pain, holding her waist and continuing to laugh maliciously, "You'll stay with me these next few days."
The next second, Song Jinhuan let out an overly sweet hum.
Soon after, fragmented groans echoed throughout every corner of the room.
Three days, a full three days.
Song Jinhuan was carried out of the room by Ye Huai.
Three days of decadence and madness left her feeling weak all over, and the marks on her arms and neck were a mix of old and new.
When she opened her eyes again, she was on an airplane.
She was wearing her favorite dark green sweatshirt, over which was a dark-colored dress.
Ye Huai's desire to destroy the world: 10.
"Where to?" Her voice was still terribly hoarse.
As Ye Huai fed her water, he said, "It's our honeymoon."
Our first stop on our honeymoon was a bay with endless beaches.
Because of the marks on her body, Song Jinhuan could never wear a bikini.
Of course, she wanted to sleep more.
I'm catching up on sleep all the time.
"I chartered a yacht to go out to sea and see the night view?"
Song Jinhuan lay on the bed, glanced at him lazily, and remained silent.
Ye Huai touched his nose guiltily; he hadn't been able to resist and had done it twice more.
Then, my wife couldn't get up.
He leaned in and kissed her twice on the cheek, saying ingratiatingly, "Then, let's go tomorrow night."
After resting for a day and a night, Song Jinhuan's body was finally no longer weak.
She suspected that she might have been suffering from kidney deficiency these past two days, as Ye Huai was truly insatiable and had a wide variety of desires.
It was windy that night, so Song Jinhuan put on a coat and was led onto the yacht by Ye Huai.
The sea breeze ruffled the hair on her cheeks, causing it to sway up and down in the air.
Song Jinhuan looked around. "No captain?"
Ye Huai assured her, "Don't worry, wife, what can't your husband do?"
As he spoke, he nudged her with his shoulder, saying, "Our private time together shouldn't be disturbed."
Song Jinhuan knew that Ye Huai was a man of many thoughts.
There was more than one yacht at sea, and several warm yellow lights swayed on the distant horizon.
Ye Huai steered the yacht firmly into the night and then eagerly headed towards Song Jinhuan.
He pulled her into his arms from behind, buried his face in her shoulder, and whispered in a low, affectionate voice, "Wife~"
Are you cold?
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