The Former Wife of Invisible Wealthy Man

Chapter 113: Teaching Deng Zhi A Lesson (1)

Chen Shu felt Ye Sui’s soft body and her fluttering voice in his arms, as if a feather was tickling his chest, itching back and forth.

He pushed the door and walked in, then closed it gently behind him with his foot.

The lights were off, and only the faint moonlight from outside the window barely lit up the room. Ye Sui sensed her body going numb as Chen Shu put her on his bed.

The room was full of Chen Shu’s smell. She tilted her head slightly to look up.

The strong effect of wine suddenly kicked in, making Ye Sui dizzy. When she looked at Chen Shu, she felt a little fuzzy. His face seemed to be hidden in a hazy mist and was seducing her again.

Her husband was really handsome and good-looking! He was so beautiful that he was unreal. How could there be someone like him exist?

Ye Sui was stunned and heard Chen Shu calling her, “Ye Sui?”

His voice was ethereal in the dark night, like a long dream that people did not want to wake up from.

Ye Sui seemed to be drunk. She giggled and rubbed Chen Shu’s neck, taking a small bite. “Chen Shu.”

Before he could respond, she pulled his shirt off, and his whole body lay beside her.

Ye Sui rolled over, straddled Chen Shu’s body, pried his lips open directly, wrapping his tongue tip, and began to kiss him.

Their lips pressed against each other, and their movements became increasingly skillful.

After kissing for a while, she left his lips and began to untie his belt. Her mind was in a daze, and she didn’t know whether her hands were not listening to her or the belt was too tight.

She earnestly tried to remove it for a long time, but it was all in vain. Her eyebrows wrinkled, and she looked displeased. “Why is it so difficult to undo?”

Chen Shu stretched out his hand and touched Ye Sui’s cheeks. She helplessly looked down at him, seemingly saying how his belt could bully her.

He gave a low laugh, turned her around, and pressed her underneath himself. “Do you want me to help you?”

Her body was limp in the bed as she tilted her head to look at him, parted her lips slightly, but said nothing. Chen Shu leaned down and initiated another kiss, their lips and teeth intertwining.

Ye Sui closed her eyes. Her five senses were blurred by the gradually scorching temperature on her body. She did not even hear the crisp sound when the belt buckle was untied.

Unknowingly, her nightdress was also lifted up, his fingers gently sliding through her skin. A soft sensation spread to her belly.

As if an advanced warning, his hand suddenly interlocked her fingers and pressed her firmly on the bed.

The dark, dusky night was filled with passionate, gentle kisses on one side and their intertwined fingers on the other.

Their movements seemed to be a little too big. Along with rustling sounds, their clothes fell on the ground.

He straightened his back and went deeper. The two fit tightly, leaving no gap behind.

Her body suddenly froze, her confused brain became clear, and the intense pain made everything around her feel so distinct and real.

She couldn’t help but let out a groan before embracing him tightly.

Unlike the deep, smooth kisses, she clawed at his back with her hand. It was like a gust of wind and rain. The pain she felt now was accompanied by a lingering sweetness.

She was too weak to move. She could only lie on the bed with her head up and let him do whatever he wanted.

Even the torrential rain did not seem to affect the scorching temperature of the couple.

Under the dim moonlight, they were plunged into throes of passion and emotion over and over again...

One night passed.

Maybe because he was too tired. Chen Shu’s biological clock was a little later than before. When he woke up, he had passed his working hours.

Chen Shu opened his eyes and felt the soft touch in his arms. He looked down; Ye Sui’s long hair was disordered and scattered on the pillow at random, and her milky white cheeks were flushed.