Late at night, in a dimly lit bedroom.
"Da, da, da..."
A sinister, eerie footstep sounded outside, growing ever closer.
"Baby, are you taking a bath?"
"Do you need your husband to bring you some clothes inside?"
A deep, magnetic voice drifted into the bathroom through the crack in the door. Yu Qiao, who was comfortably soaking in the bathtub, suddenly opened her eyes. Her long, curled eyelashes fluttered slightly as she looked at the dark figure behind the closed bathroom door. She bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth.
Pei Jin has been acting strangely lately, which frightens her.
"Thump—"
"Thump—"
A long knock sounded on the door, and Pei Jin's gentle, deep voice rang out again: "Baby, why aren't you saying anything?"
“Oh, my husband is coming in.”
As soon as he finished speaking, a hand with a white, jade-like sheen placed on the doorknob and twisted it, but it didn't open with a click.
Yu Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, glad that she remembered to close the door this time.
"Baby, didn't I tell you? You can't close the door when you take a shower. You're so disobedient. Tonight, your husband has to punish you properly." Pei Jin chuckled softly, his tone as casual as if he were asking if you'd eaten yet.
Suddenly, the sound of a key turning in the lock rang out.
Yu Qiao stared incredulously with her charming and beautiful fox-like eyes, her voice anxious and flustered: "Husband, I haven't finished washing yet, you're not allowed to come in!"
Before he could finish speaking, the bathroom door was slowly opened.
Pei Jin stared at Yu Qiao with an aggressive gaze. Behind the man was darkness, but the bright bathroom light shone on his rugged and deep-set face, revealing a scar on his brow bone.
He was 1.92 meters tall, with long legs, well-proportioned muscles, and many large and small scars on his wheat-colored skin.
Beneath his white shirt, bulging muscles were poised to spring into action.
At this moment, a dark glint seemed to surge in his eyes as he stared intently at Yu Qiao's exposed, snow-white skin, his Adam's apple bobbing slowly: "Wife, you smell so good."
"You! You pervert!" Yu Qiao shrank back in a corner of the bathtub, startled, her body curled up, her hands covering her chest, her beautiful face flushed red, her eyes filled with shame and anger: "Get out of here!"
Pei Jin pretended not to hear, lifted his long legs, walked step by step to the bathtub, squatted down, his long, slender fingers gripping the tub, a meaningful smile on his lips: "Wife, are you angry?"
"I...I'm not angry." Yu Qiao's lowered eyelashes trembled slightly, her heart pounding wildly, as if she were having an epileptic seizure and her chest was being pounded and bleeding.
The bathroom wasn't small, but Pei Jin was tall and strong, so it seemed small when he came in.
Yu Qiao caught a glimpse of Pei Jin's muscular arms hidden under his shirt, and suddenly the memory of last night flashed through her mind...
Her cheeks were even redder, as if they had been scalded by lava.
Her slender, snow-white fingers poked Pei Jin's chest, her fox-like eyes shimmering with moisture: "Husband, get out of here!"
“Wife…” Pei Jin grabbed Yu Qiao’s fingers, his dark eyes staring at her, radiating hormones that made people blush and their hearts race.
"what……"
Pei Jin held her fingers, kissed them, and said in a hoarse voice, "Tonight, too..."
"No!" Yu Qiao bit her lip, her eyebrows furrowing slightly, looking very distressed: "We made too much noise last night, and now... it hurts so much down there."
Pei Jin used to be so innocent and gentle. If she said no, he would stop even if the arrow was already on the bowstring.
But Pei Jin now is like a wild beast that has been starving for millennia, seemingly never enough, able to go on and on...
Yu Qiao's dark eyelashes trembled, and her breathing began to quicken.
Although Pei Jin's domineering presence could touch her hidden desires, over time, her small body simply couldn't withstand it.
"Baby, wife..." Pei Jin's dark eyes gradually turned crimson, almost to the point of morbid excitement, as he lingered greedily on her jet-black hair, her peony-red lips, and her snow-white shoulders and neck...
"No, you can't..."
Yu Qiao's face was pale.
Pei Jin pressed his hands on her shoulders and pushed her down.
Her wheat-colored skin contrasted sharply with her fair, rosy complexion.
Pei Jin, like a strong and tall wild beast, pressed the petite and slender Yu Qiao completely into his arms. His head was slightly lowered, their breaths mingling, and his voice was like a depraved poison: "Wife, do you want to...?"
Yu Qiao's consciousness gradually faded, and her peach blossom eyes, filled with tears, looked at the beads of sweat rolling down Pei Jin's forehead, which then hit her face.
Her eyelashes fluttered, and she said, "I want..."
Five hours later.
Yu Qiao's voice was already hoarse, and she lay there weakly, listening to the sound of showering coming from the bathroom. She looked up and peered over.
She wondered to herself, somewhat confused, if Pei Jin had learned these bad tricks from her.
My thoughts drifted back to two months ago.
That was when she first encountered the gloomy and violent Pei Jin in an underground boxing ring.
………………
Underground boxing ring.
The air was filled with sharp, clamorous noises and the smell was unbearable. The pungent smells of perfume, smoke, and alcohol, along with the stench of blood, permeated the air, making one's head spin.
"Qiaoqiao, come with me right now! If your brother finds out I brought you to a place like this, he'll definitely kill me!" He Ye's hands were trembling violently as he looked at Yu Qiao, who was squeezed in the crowd in a red halter dress, and he was on the verge of tears.
Yu Qiao is his childhood sweetheart, and his childhood sweetheart has a brother, Yu Lingze, who is ten years older than her and has a strong attachment to his sister.
Yu Lingze? He's the god of wealth in City A, the creator of a globally renowned multinational conglomerate! The quintessential "other people's child"! The phrase He Ye heard most often growing up was: "Look at Yu Lingze, and then look at you..."
Just thinking about Yu Lingze's serious and cold eyes made He Ye tremble with fear, howling as he tried to drag Yu Qiao away.
"He Ye!" Yu Qiao's interest was ruined by He Ye. She frowned, her alluring fox-like eyes glaring at him with disdain: "You promised to bring me to my brother's underground boxing ring, what!? You're trying to lie to me!?"
"My goodness!" He Ye almost knelt down: "I said I'd take you to the underground boxing ring to watch the match, but I didn't say I'd bring you to Yu Lingze!"
"Even if I had a thousand times the courage, I wouldn't dare to pluck a tiger's hair!"
"Go, hurry up!"
He Ye was extremely anxious, gritting his teeth and almost dragging the person away, glancing left and right to see if he would run into the great demon king Yu Lingze.
Yu Qiao raised her foot and stomped hard on He Ye's instep with her six-centimeter high heel, causing He Ye to howl in pain.
Taking advantage of this moment, Yu Qiao made a face at He Ye, snorted loudly, turned around and left, her long black hair flowing down to her waist. She said, "I'm not going!"
The venue is a huge arc shape, with a semi-enclosed area where you can stand and watch the game. Further back, there are tiered seats. This is the first floor. The second floor has VIP boxes, which are extremely private. A huge screen displays the information of the players who will be playing tonight.
At this point, the game was nearing its end.
Yu Qiao struggled to push through the crowd and squeeze to the front, already panting heavily, her beautiful face flushed.
Such a beautiful woman is rarely seen in underground boxing rings, and the men around her, like wolves and tigers, couldn't help but look over frequently, their eyes burning with desire.
Yu Qiao pressed her long, white fingers to her chest, panting heavily. When she looked up, she met a pair of narrow, dark, and gloomy eyes.
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