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After some thought, Fu Qing suggested, “Why don’t you come with me and Little Treasure to visit the Parent-Child Paradise tomorrow?”
“Parent-child Paradise? What is that?”
“It’s a place where parents and their children can play games together, and I’m sure Little Treasure had a great time earlier.”
“Tell me, Little Treasure, what fun games did you play today?” she asked, her gaze shifting to the little boy.
A swift shadow of indignation swept across Zhan Qi’s face when he noticed her focus had returned to Little Treasure.
“Excuse me,” Little Treasure said deftly as he gave Fu Qing a conspiratorial wink. “But I’m tired. I think I’ll go back to my room to rest.”
Fu Qing was baffled as he looked at Little Treasure, dubious of what he meant by winking.
Little Treasure stood up and went upstairs, staring and pointing at Zhan Qi.
“Is everything okay at work? Did something bad happen? I don’t think you’re in a good mood today,” Fu Qing said after Little Treasure had left. She then squeezed Zhan Qi’s hand as if reassuring him that everything would be fine.
Zhan Qi looked her in the eyes and raised her chin slightly.
She exuded grace, beauty, and thoughtfulness in equal measure. All this time, she had been an exceptional wife to him.
He wasn’t sure when it started, but he’d grown accustomed to her constant presence around him.
Given how much she cared for the little boy, she must have adored children, right?
Unfortunately, he had no plans to start a family.
He was afraid that the children would draw his attention away from the Zhan family, and he would digress and lose track of time.
He was curious about whether she harbored resentment against him.
Trying to calm himself down, Zhan Qi shook his head quickly and dismissed the thought.
No. Even if she harbored grudges, it wouldn’t matter. He was adamant about sticking to his plans.
He’d treat her like his wife and lavishly shower her with everything he had, but he’d spare her his love. This had been their agreement since the beginning of their marriage.
But why did he occasionally think of her while on a business trip or at work?
“What’s the matter? Are you sick?”
Fu Qing received no response for a long time, but she noticed Zhan Qi staring at her. She was stumped, deliberating what was wrong with him.
When he made his next move, her eyes widened.
After Zhan Qi turned her around to face him, he kissed her fully on the lips.
He did it passionately and longingly, almost as if he wanted to swallow her whole.
Before Fu Qing could react, Zhan Qi’s idle hand had slipped into her clothes and began caressing her delicate skin.
“Hey, what are you doing? Little Treasure is still awake upstairs,” Fu Qing said softly as he pushed his body shyly. “Stop messing around.”
“But snooping around like this is fun. It’s more exciting.” Zhan Qi aggressively yanked off her coat, revealing her fair and plump breasts.
His damp lips kissed her mouth and sucked on her neck and collarbone, slowly trailing toward the two luscious nipples in front of her chest.
The intense pleasure aroused Fu Qing, and her body became extremely sensitive.
Her entire body went numb, and a moan of ecstasy slipped through her lips.
She moaned steadily, “Stop… We need to… uhm, go back… the bedroom… If Little Treasure sees us…”
Zhan Qi was displeased with her reaction.
She brought up the subject of Little Treasure once more.
Fu Qing had almost forgotten that there was another person living in this villa since this little boy showed up!
Through his actions, he hoped to make Fu Qing remember him.
Fu Qing let out a long and sultry “Oh” sound as Zhan Qi took a big bite out of his nipple. Zhan Qi’s finger slid down the inside of her blouse to her waist, sliding all the way down in between her thighs.
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She was already wet.
His finger delicately moved across her private parts, gently touching and twisting the protruding small nucleus.
“Ohh… aahhh…”
The sensation caused Fu Qing’s body to shiver violently. She wanted to cry out in ecstasy, but her tongue was caught in Zhan Qi’s mouth, muffling all of her sounds.
With every twiddle of Zhan Qi’s fingers, the small nucleus pulsated and became increasingly swollen. Liquid kept dripping out of it, moistening his fingers..