After cheating into marriage, the perverse and evil young man turns into a wife slave in seconds

The affectionate words "Mrs. Zhang" made Zheng Zhihui's heart beat wildly in an instant. A wave of sweetness exploded in her heart and then spread throughout her body.

The dream she had been pursuing since she was young finally came true today after going through many hardships.

She finally became his wife.

"Want to take a shower together?"

Zheng Zhihui was sighing with emotion when she heard this sentence. She blushed and said quickly, "No, no, I'll wash first."

After she finished speaking, she quickly broke free from the man's embrace, ran to the cloakroom, opened the closet and got clothes.

When she opened the closet door, she found that most of the closet was filled with her clothes.

After her mind returned to normal, Zhang Boxuan bought her a new batch of clothes, shoes and bags, but she did not take them with her when she left.

"There are too many clothes to fit in this closet, and many of them are still in the next room."

Zhang Boxuan hugged her waist from behind, leaned over and placed his chin on her thin shoulder affectionately, "I'll have someone redesign the room next door and connect it to this room. From now on, the room over there will be your cloakroom, okay?"

Zheng Zhihui used to love buying new clothes, and she felt warm in her heart when she heard him arrange them for her according to her preferences.

She turned around and took the initiative to kiss his cheek, "Okay."

Zhang Boxuan lowered his eyes to look at her smiling face, his heart was moved, his eyes touched her lips, thinking of the kiss last night, he couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her.

They were kissing passionately, but he suddenly stopped.

Zheng Zhihui looked at him with her watery eyes, somewhat confused and infatuated.

The two of them were close to each other, their disordered breathing entangled in an ambiguous way.

Zhang Boxuan suppressed his restlessness and said in a low voice, "Take a shower first."

Take a shower first, then...

Zheng Zhihui naturally understood what to do. Her face flushed, she said "hmm" softly, turned around, grabbed a pajamas and ran into the bathroom.

After closing the door, she reached out to suppress her pounding heart, thinking about what they would do in a moment...

Her face felt hot from time to time.

I felt nervous, but also a little bit excited.

After taking a shower, Zheng Zhihui realized that she was holding a set of burgundy silk pajamas.

red.

It's quite suitable for tonight's scene.

festive.

Zheng Zhihui put on her pajamas and stood in front of the mirror. She saw her red face and her heart began to beat wildly.

She stood there, trying to calm herself down before opening the door and going out.

She thought that after washing herself, she would go to Zhang Boxuan to wash, and she would have some time to prepare herself mentally, but when she went out, she saw -

There was only a dim and soft wall lamp in the room. Zhang Boxuan was wearing a pair of gray silk pajamas from the same series as hers, and his hair was half-dry.

"You, took a shower?"

Zheng Zhihui asked in surprise.

Zhang Boxuan's gaze darkened as he cast upon her.

Her skin is fair and tender, and against the burgundy background, it looks even whiter and more glowing. Her beautiful face has skin so tender and rosy that makes people want to take a bite.

Zhang Boxuan's Adam's apple rolled, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Well, I'll go to the next room to wash."

A night of spring is worth a thousand gold, so of course he has to cherish his time.

Seeing her standing there straight and motionless, with her index fingers and thumbs tightly clenched together and her whole body exuding tension, Zhang Boxuan's heart softened and he walked over.

He raised his hand and took one of her hands, and with the other hand gently held her waist, and kissed her forehead soothingly, "Don't be nervous."

"If you're not ready, I won't..."

Before he could finish his words, the woman's soft body moved into his arms, and Zhang Boxuan's body trembled suddenly.

"I'm ready."

A woman's shy and soft voice came softly from his chest, and Zhang Boxuan felt his body instantly heat up several degrees.

He looked down, and just in time the person in his arms raised his head.

The woman's shy and timid eyes were indescribably charming. Zhang Boxuan's heart was moved. He said nothing more and bent his head to kiss her affectionately.

While kissing her passionately, he led her to the bed. Finally, he gently placed the person in his arms on the bed...

The dim and hazy light cast an ambiguous atmosphere over the room.

The man's passionate kiss fell on her earlobe, and her ears could be heard of his rapid and unstable breathing. His hot big palm rubbed her waist through her thin silk pajamas, and Zheng Zhihui trembled all over.

The hand slowly moved upwards, and finally landed on the buttons of her clothes, unbuttoning them in a hurry...

Suddenly thinking of something, Zheng Zhihui reached out and held his hand, looking nervous and flustered, "Brother Xuan, don't..."

Zhang Boxuan was stunned for a moment, his eyes full of aroused lust, but he still held back and looked at her gently, "What's wrong? Are you still not ready?"

"……no."

Zheng Zhihui moved her body awkwardly, lowered her eyes with some sadness and embarrassment, and said in a very low voice, "Can you please stop looking... here."

Zhang Boxuan was stunned, his eyes fell on her hands that were tightly clutching her collar, and he instantly understood what she was worried about.

It was the scar from her gunshot wound.

Seeing tears in her eyes and sad expression, Zhang Boxuan felt distressed.

The scar remained on her skin and also on his heart.

He lowered his head and kissed her wet eyelashes, licking gently to sweep away her tears, "Silly girl, you will always be perfect in my heart, let me see it, okay."

He coaxed her in a low voice, tentatively trying to pull her hands away from her collar.

Zheng Zhihui tightened her grip, shook her head in panic, and her voice was filled with pleading, "No, Brother Xuan, please don't look at it. Please don't look at it."

Her skin all over her body was well maintained, as smooth as a peeled egg, except for that part, which she felt was ugly.

She didn't want Zhang Boxuan to see it at all.

"Okay, okay, I won't watch it."

Zhang Boxuan comforted her softly, then bent down and kissed her cheek, "Then I'll turn off all the lights, okay?"

The nervousness between Zheng Zhihui's brows finally eased, and she nodded gently, "Yeah."

Then she saw the man get up from her. He first walked to the window and pulled the curtains considerately, then walked to the main light switch and pressed it.

The next second, the whole room fell into darkness.

Zheng Zhihui felt her whole body relax instantly.

She heard a faint noise, and then the bed sank a little, and then a hot and familiar body moved close to her.

The hot breath approached, and the man kissed her lips precisely.

The embarrassment faded away, and at this moment, Zheng Zhihui's heart was filled with excitement and nervousness about exploring the unknown.

Slowly, Zheng Zhihui nervously grabbed the quilt, but soon, the man's big hand came over, gently opened her clenched hands, and interlocked their fingers.

"Don't be afraid, I'll be gentler."

The man's low and soothing voice bewitched Zheng Zhihui, making her willingly and unreservedly give herself to cooperate with the man she loved.

He is really gentle.

Even though it was pitch black, he could still clearly sense her feelings and try his best to take care of her feelings.

……

Suddenly, a gentle and hot kiss fell on the scar on her heart, and then a drop of warm liquid dripped onto her skin.

Zheng Zhihui was shocked.

Those were his tears.

In the darkness, Zhang Boxuan realized that the person under him wanted to hide, so he immediately hugged her tightly and kissed her scar gently, again and again.

"Brother Xuan..."

Zheng Zhihui's voice was tinged with tears.

Zhang Boxuan hugged her tighter, raised his head and kissed her lips, then spoke hoarsely, "You know, this is not a scar, this is... a mark of your love for me."

Zhang Boxuan reached out and gently caressed the scar, saying softly, "I don't think it's bad. On the contrary, it's a beautiful memory for me because it allows me to see your deep love for me."

In the darkness, the man's affectionate words fell into her eardrums. Zheng Zhihui felt a surge of warmth in her heart. She bit her lips, and a tear of happiness and relief rolled down from the corner of her eyes.

Zhang Boxuan seemed to sense it, leaned over and kissed away the tears from her eyes, then said lovingly, "Wife, I love you."

……

This is a good night.

The next morning, Zheng Zhihui woke up and felt -

The experience and guidance that Yu Zhiyi gave her as a person with experience was not very accurate.

Her brother Xuan is a very gentleman.

He was very gentle throughout last night, and even though it was her first time, it felt good.

For the next week, Zheng Zhihui always felt that Zhang Boxuan was a gentle and restrained man.

For this, she proudly praised her man to Yu Zhiyi.

On the phone, Yu Zhiyi just laughed intriguingly, and then asked her, "Have you decided on the date for your honeymoon?"

Zheng Zhihui said happily, "It's settled. We'll leave the day after tomorrow. Brother Xuan said that everything at his company has been arranged, so he can accompany me for a month."

One month.

Yu Zhiyi sighed meaningfully, "Then... I wish you a happy honeymoon." My poor little Huihui.

Zheng Zhihui didn't think there was anything wrong at all, and said to Yu Zhiyi happily, "You and the two little babies, wait for me to bring you gifts."

Yu Zhiyi said meaningfully, "Okay, we'll be waiting for your good news."

At that time, Zheng Zhihui still didn't understand what Yu Zhiyi meant. It was not until she arrived in Australia and was locked in the room by a man for a whole week without going out that she realized miserably what Yu Zhiyi meant.

Once a man's true colors are revealed, he will never pretend to be nice to you again.

It seems like there will never be enough.

Zheng Zhihui wanted to indulge him, but her small body could not bear it. In the end, she could only pretend to be pitiful, show weakness and beg for mercy. Every time this happened, the man would hug her and kiss her again and again, coax her again and again, but he would not let her go.

"Baby, this is the honeymoon between husband and wife, understand?"

"Your husband didn't start eating meat until he was in his thirties. You have to understand that."

……

A month after returning from her honeymoon, Zheng Zhihui found out she was pregnant.

The couple's sweet little home welcomed their new member.

The grievances of the previous generation are gone with the wind, and under their love nest, the happiness that will last for the next generation begins.

(End of the book)

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