Alluring His Wife

He's back? She felt an inexplicable sense of security wherever he was.

Before Ye Yuqin could even react from his shock and joy, he saw Wang Jiaming lift up Long Zhenhua's collar and ruthlessly punch his face, which immediately turned red and swollen.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, giving him a moment of clarity. Looking at the anger of the man in front of him, his tone sounded somewhat perplexed.

"Wang Jiaming!"

Just as he said that, Wang Jiaming raised his hand and continued to punch him, his actions being extremely fast and nimble, giving him no chance to retaliate.

"You are not fit to call me beast, I have misjudged you! This punch is for Yuqin, and this punch is for me! "

Wang Jiaming did not hold back at all, because of the effects of the pill, Long Zhenhua's body was extremely weak, and he did not have any chance to retaliate.

After a few punches, his face was bruised and bruised, and he was drenched in cold sweat, riddled with injuries.

Ye Yuqin also recovered from his shock and fear. Seeing that Long Zhenhua's body was covered in injuries, he quickly went forward to stop Wang Jiaming and pulled him back.

"Wang Jiaming, stop hitting him, he was just hit by someone … It was a trap, that's why it's like this, it wasn't intentional. "

As Ye Yuqin spoke, he bit his lips, and his face blushed.

A hint of joy flashed at the bottom of her heart at the same time. It was obvious that Wang Jiaming was concerned about her just now, because he cared about her that much.

He couldn't even conceal the expression on his face.

Wang Jiaming had fought with Elder Ye in society for so many years, that she had experienced all sorts of underhanded schemes. She immediately understood the hidden meaning in her words, and used a rather reserved term.

He then took a bath towel from his clothes rack and wrapped it tightly around Ye Yuqin. In the next second, he carried her horizontally and carefully protected her in his arms, as if he was holding some treasure.

Ah ~

Ye Yuqin was carried up into the air defensively as she let out a scream. When she looked up, she saw the man's firm and determined chin. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly as he thrust his head into the man's embrace, burying his head deep into the ground and taking a deep breath of his body's smell.

He actually didn't leave. Every time, he would rush to the time when she needed him the most.

All the way home, Ye Yuqin refused to let go of Wang Jiaming. He tightly leaned into's embrace like a frightened little rabbit.

Wang Jiaming gently placed her on the huge bed behind him and lowered her head to look at the girl's pair of beautiful, watery eyes. She looked like a little deer's, and she looked a little pitiful, probably because of the shock she had suffered just now.

His heart inexplicably softened.

Ye Yuqin immediately buried her head into his embrace, and tightly grabbed the corner of his clothes with her hands, speaking with a somewhat weak and helpless tone.

"Don't go!"

Wang Jiaming's body suddenly stiffened. His large palm landed on the girl's back and started to gently pat her.

"I'm fine."

At this moment, he was right in front of him. No matter how strong the willpower of a man was, he could not control it, and his body suddenly felt somewhat hot and dry.

It was as if she was a rose petal tainted with dewdrops. Her exquisite facial features were as if sculpted, her clear black and white eyes were extremely enchanting, her delicate nose was straight, her full and rosy cherry red lips were alluring, and her long hair, which was as wet as seaweed, was draped over her shoulders. A few strands were embedded into her collar, silently tempting.

His Adam's apple rolled and he felt the heat in his body boiling.

When Ye Yuqin raised her head and met Wang Jiaming's dark and deep eyes in the air, she could clearly see the man's eyes flashing with a deep light. Recalling his worried look just now, her heart warmed, and she bit her lips as she said softly.

"Wang Jiaming, kiss me!"

Wang Jiaming's breathing suddenly stagnated, and his face started to feel slightly hot. His pitch-black eyes were so deep that they couldn't even see the bottom.

All she could see was her rosy lips, alluring people's hearts.

Seeing that he did not move, Ye Yuqin bit her lips, and in the next moment, she directly kissed him.

Wang Jiaming tasted her soft and sweet red lips, soft and tender like jelly, making him want to absorb even more.

His head exploded with a boom, and in a split-second, it became blank. He couldn't think of anything else. All his senses were focused on one point. His palm landed on the back of her head and he kissed it deeply.

Ye Yuqin felt that her breath was taken away, and she felt sweet and happy in her heart.

The two of them were tightly entwined like seaweed, never resting, just hugging each other even more tightly.

These days were sweet and blissful, like a dream, as if the dream was about to shatter when he woke up.

Wang Jiaming kissed her for a while and then suddenly pushed her away.

Ye Yuqin did not understand, her delicate little face flushed red as she looked at him, gasping for breath, feeling suspicious.

Under her gaze, Wang Jiaming's face suddenly swelled red, even his ears were burning red.

She immediately understood what was going on. Her pitch-black eyes gradually focused on a certain spot. Sure enough, a small tent was erected there.

Ye Yuqin's face flushed red, she bit her lips and muttered.

"Rogue!"

He just gave her a kiss and said he didn't like her.

Being scolded by her in such a way made Wang Jiaming even more embarrassed. He stood up and was about to leave when Ye Yuqin grabbed his sleeves again, not letting him leave.

"Wang Jiaming, can you accompany me?"

The girl's voice was sweet and pleasant, and her clear black and white eyes looked so innocent and pitiful. His heart immediately softened and he sat back down.

Ye Yuqin smiled sweetly, a small dimple appeared on the right side of her face, her soft and tender face was like a lotus flower making people want to pinch her. She directly buried her head into his embrace and took a deep breath.

He had a very clean smell to him, like green bamboo, which made him feel very comfortable.

Wang Jiaming gently caressed the girl's hair when he saw that she was madly in love with him, like a little kitten.

Ye Yuqin raised her head from his embrace and blinked her small hands on his clothes.

"Wang Jiaming, are you still not willing to admit that you love me? Otherwise, Long Zhenhua would have tried to kill me today... You're so angry! "

Wang Jiaming did not say anything, his large palm stroking her hair.

Seeing that he did not answer, Ye Yuqin smiled to himself.

"Even if you say so, I know that you love me. "Shh, don't say anything."

Her red lips covered her body once again, and kissed away from Wang Jiaming's lips. Then, she hooked onto his neck and fell onto the bed sheets behind her, kissing him deeply.

Wang Jiaming's breathing grew heavier and heavier. He felt a little uncomfortable, as a fine layer of sweat flowed down his forehead.

Ye Yuqin laughed softly in his embrace. She pulled up the blanket to cover the two of them, and her small hands slowly probed down along his firm chest.

"Wang Jiaming, stop pushing me away. I'm afraid that I don't have the strength to get any closer."

Wang Jiaming gasped for breath suddenly.