No divorce! Mr. Lu knelt down and coaxed him every night.

"Zhao Xuelan."

Qiao Huan’s little face was buried deeply in the pillow.

Her voice was hoarse, with an indescribable feminine charm: "Too fast."

"Zhao Xuelan, this is too fast!"

Zhao Xuelan did not stop and buried her head.

Qiao Huan couldn't help but clutch the bed sheet tightly, her head tossing unbearably on the pillow, her voice trembling with low and ambiguous sound... seeming to cater to him, but also seeming to want to push him away.

Zhao Xuelan held her fingers and kissed her again. He pressed against her soft red lips and confessed, "Qiao Huan, I like you! I've liked you for many years. I fell in love with you the first time I saw you at Cambridge University. It wasn't fast at all for me. You don't know how many times... You were so defenseless in front of me. I wanted to just sleep with you directly without thinking about whether you were still thinking about someone else."

"Qiao Huan, we are not fast at all."

"I have liked you for eight years."

……

Qiao Huan looked at him blankly.

Eight years...

So he married her not because he was forced by the situation, but simply because he wanted to marry her; so, he always knew about her affair with Qiao Jinfan, but he never mentioned it to her, and they lived in peace and in fact happily for two years.

Zhao Xuelan gently touched her little face.

The way he looked at her was exactly the way a man looks at a woman, full of possessiveness and physical needs. He wanted it very much, but he respected her thoughts.

His chest felt so hot and his heart was beating so fast.

Worldly desires,

He couldn't help himself so much, but he still couldn't bear to desecrate her even a little bit, even though he was about to explode with endurance. Beads of sweat the size of beans fell on her body one by one, burning her and making her tremble slightly.

People are always kind-hearted.

What's more, he said that he hadn't had a woman in the past two years.

There was a little moisture in Qiao Huan's eyes.

She made a decision in seconds.

Her face flushed a little, and she put one hand around his neck, gently unzipping his belt a little, letting him press against her, and then she gently closed her eyelashes.

She thought, it must be Zhao Xuelan!

How many people can keep liking someone for eight years?

Just like the six years of her youth she had devoted, in the end she never received any recognition from Qiao Jinfan. To him, she was a burden, a woman he could not introduce to others with dignity.

Her body trembled slightly, but she did not try to hide it.

She gave herself completely to Zhao Xuelan.

Later, he was her husband.

She would learn to love him.

The tip of Qiao Huan's small nose was red, and her voice was a little soft: "Zhao Xuelan, I'm not as good as you think. I'm a little stupid... I haven't even been to school."

When she spoke the same words to him, there was a hint of coquettishness in her voice.

She didn't think he would care.

"I know."

Zhao Xuelan was about to take the thing, but when he heard her say that, he retracted his arm and looked at her deeply: "Can we not use that?"

"If you have a child, give birth to it."

"We are originally husband and wife. I promise to love our children well and be the best father."

……

Qiao Huan didn't say anything.

She looked up at him, her eyes pure and alluring.

If Zhao Xuelan continues to endure, he is not a man!

With a tiny sound, she became his real wife.

On the luxurious bed,

The two bodies overlapped warmly...

Zhao Xuelan was at an age full of vigor and he loved Qiao Huan deeply. At first he was very gentle and treated her like a treasure, but later he could not control himself and was inevitably a little rude, but he would be careful not to hurt her.

Deep love...

He bent his head and kissed her, gently praising his Mrs. Zhao for how powerful, clingy, and how much he couldn't let her go.

Mr. Zhao said that a short absence is better than a new marriage, and he meant it.

Zhao Xuelan did it four times...

When the last time ended, Qiao Huan was so tired that she fell asleep. Her little face rested in the crook of his neck and she murmured that she was tired, that Zhao Xuelan was a beast, that Zhao Xuelan was shameless, and that she had been fooled.

"If I treat you well, I won't be fooled."

Zhao Xuelan smiled gently.

He looked down at his wife in his arms. She had a good figure and soft skin. They were a perfect match in bed. Every time she was happy, he was fully satisfied.

Zhao Xuelan is a mature man.

He knew what sex meant to marriage. If her body could accept him, then there would always be a place for him in her heart.

They didn't use contraception, and he was looking forward to having a child with her -

The boy takes after him, the girl after her mother.

Qiao Huan didn't seem to object.