Inside the lavish and magnificent clubhouse, the lights shone like stars, creating a scene reminiscent of a fairyland.
Amidst the interplay of light and shadow, like gold foil, a graceful and aloof figure stole all eyes.
Chu Liyue possessed a noble bearing and stunning beauty.
She wore a black and gold cheongsam, which was magnificent and beautiful, and exuded endless charm.
She wore exquisite black high heels, and her black and gold cheongsam accentuated her perfect figure. Gold leaf earrings swayed gently with her elegant steps, exuding a stunning beauty and a refined elegance, both aloof and charming.
Ahead, Xiao Wujie gazed at her, his eyes filled with infatuation. A faint smile graced her cheek as she gracefully sat down beside him, her voice mature and doting, its cool tone captivating.
"Sweetie, are you satisfied?"
Although she was working day and night during this period, she didn't forget that her pampered little one at home would throw a tantrum if she was wronged.
Therefore, despite his busy schedule, he had this cheongsam custom-made at a cheongsam boutique in Chinatown, America, specifically to apologize.
Xiao Wujie's infatuated gaze said it all. Chu Liyue rarely wore cheongsams. Compared to Lin Qingyi's dignified and gentle beauty, she had a more captivating charm when she wore a cheongsam.
"Sister is mean, why are you wearing this?"
Xiao Wujie leaned on Chu Liyue's slender waist, nestled into her fragrant and alluring embrace, his pink lips slightly pouting, his tone accusatory.
He only wanted to keep this beautiful woman to himself, and he wished he could gouge out the eyes of those scoundrels who were looking at her.
Chu Liyue held Xiao Wujie's hand tightly, gently playing with it. After Xiao Wujie recovered from his illness, his hand was no longer as icy cold as before. It was delicate and slightly cool like beautiful jade, with an excellent texture.
"This is a debut banquet that Uncle Xiao and Aunt Luo have arranged for you, so of course I have to take it seriously."
Xiao Wujie leaned his slender and alluring waist towards Chu Liyue, indicating that Chu Liyue wanted to hug him.
Chu Liyue put her arm around his waist, and he rubbed against her contentedly, his gaze drifting slightly towards the arena, filled with a cool aura.
He was the star of the day. Chu Liyue was stunningly beautiful and renowned. Most people in the room subtly turned their attention to them and whispered among themselves.
Xiao Wujie blinked twice, then leaned close to Chu Liyue's ear, his voice low and husky:
"Sister, I don't want to be here. I want to spend my wedding anniversary with you..."
"Do something interesting..."
As he spoke, he lightly scratched Chu Liyue's palm with his fingers, his eyes filled with affection.
Chu Liyue lowered her gaze and stared at his bobbing Adam's apple and his moving pink lips, her eyes growing darker.
At this moment, Xiao Shuihan and Luo Yilan, who had changed into suits and elegant gowns, walked in hand in hand.
Xiao Shuihan glanced at Xiao Wujie, who was nestled in Chu Liyue's arms. Although his expression was calm and composed, his posture seemed to be avoiding the gazes of those around him and seeking affection. Although the scene seemed familiar, his tone revealed a hint of helplessness:
“Son, many people in Lingnan, especially your peers, are very interested in you and Liyue.”
"You should go out and meet a few more people. It's not too late to get intimate after the banquet. If you two are like this, they won't feel comfortable bothering you."
Xiao Wujie glanced at Chu Liyue, and the two of them stood up at the same time and walked outside.
When the two protagonists stood up, a group of upper-class celebrities and wealthy young men from Lingnan rushed forward to greet them in turn.
At first, Xiao Wujie and Chu Liyue were standing together, but later, whether intentionally or unintentionally, they gradually separated and were each surrounded by the crowd.
After glancing at the time, Xiao Wujie broke free from the crowd and approached Xiao Shuihan and Luo Yilan. His face was etched with weariness, and his voice was low and weak.
"Dad, Mom, I'm a little tired and want to rest for a bit."
Upon hearing Xiao Wujie say he was tired, Xiao Shuihan's gaze instantly sharpened: "Then you should rest for a while, don't exhaust yourself."
He had specifically asked Dr. Ye, the attending physician, and Miss Lin, that although his son had recovered from his illness, his health was still not comparable to that of an ordinary person.
Avoid overexertion and get plenty of rest and care.
Luo Yilan noticed Xiao Wujie's subtle glances towards Chu Liyue and softly comforted him:
"Sweetie, go and rest first. Your dad and I will take care of them. We'll have Liyue come to keep you company soon."
Xiao Wujie's face immediately lit up with a bright smile.
As a result, the banquet that the third young master of the Xiao family usually attended, which was scheduled to last more than three hours, was interrupted by the disappearance of the young master in less than an hour. Some people who arrived late did not even get to see him in person.
On the other side, Chu Liyue pushed open the door, and the room was pitch black with the lights on.
"Sister~" Xiao Wujie's soft voice rang in her ears.
They had been married for three years and loved each other deeply, but Chu Liyue sensed something unusual.
She pursed her red lips, didn't turn on the light, and walked into the room in the dark.
"Sister, I'm here~"
As Chu Liyue walked to the bedside, a lean, slightly cool body pressed against her.
As soon as she put her arm around his waist, Chu Liyue sensed something was wrong; her hand touched a smooth, slightly cool skin.
The movement also produced a clear, ringing sound.
Just as Chu Liyue's throat tightened, Xiao Wujie boldly guided her hand to caress her sexy, delicate skin.
She nestled close to Chu Liyue's chest, her voice trembling with shyness: "I also prepared a gift for my sister."
Chu Liyue's fingers touched the bedside lamp, but Xiao Wujie grabbed them, saying shyly, "Sister... Sister, don't turn on the light."
Chu Liyue's eyes were deep and dark. Her fingers gently caressed his waist, and her voice was low and husky: "Sister wants to see what kind of spirit our little darling is today?"
Even in complete darkness, Chu Liyue could feel the burning heat of his delicate skin beneath her hands. She gently kneaded his sensitive lower back, her voice seductive:
"What kind of gift is it if I don't show it to my sister?"
Xiao Wujie's body went limp from her grip, and he leaned weakly against her arm, his voice trembling softly:
"Then... just one glance..."
Chu Liyue let out a low, pleasant laugh. With a "snap," the dim bedside lamp turned on, and her pupils contracted.
Surrounded by ambiguous darkness, in the center of the warm light, Xiao Wujie's snow-white shirt was thin and transparent, revealing his back and waist, his chest and abdominal muscles were crystal clear and smooth, and his sexy V-line disappeared into the ground...
The shirt hem is made of opaque fabric, below which lie long, slender legs, smooth as snow, their perfect lines reflecting an alluring sheen.
Chu Liyue knew that the covered area must be empty.
What made her gaze even more intense was the pair of fluffy ears standing up in Xiao Wujie's hair. As she blushed and tried to hide, the bells tied with white ribbons around her slender, snow-white neck rang out with a pleasant, crisp sound.
Chu Liyue pursed her dry red lips, gently cupped Xiao Wujie's flushed face, and lowered her head to lightly kiss the corners of his moist red eyes:
"My sweetie is such a good cat today..."
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