The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

Qiao Chu's eyes were blurred, as if covered by a thin layer of mist, and there was a hint of intoxication in her misty eyes. She could truly feel Xiao Yichen's passion and longing, which was a surging and irresistible force, like a surging wave that hit her heart wave after wave. The love in her heart also surged like a tide, at first it was just a small trickle, and gradually gathered into a surging torrent, making her whole body and mind immersed in this strong emotion.

Xiao Yichen's kiss returned to her lips again, this time deeper and more eager. His lips were hot and eager, as if a traveler who had traveled a long distance in the desert had finally found the spring water he had longed for. His body pressed tightly against hers, with no gap between them, as if they were originally a whole, ruthlessly separated by fate for too long, and now finally reunited.

Qiao Chu could clearly feel his strong heartbeat, the rhythm was like a war drum, one beat after another, powerful and rapid, beating her heartstrings. Every beat conveyed his deep desire and attachment, it was the explosion of emotions suppressed for six years at this moment. Her hands involuntarily climbed up his back, her fingers tightly grasping his clothes, as if this was the only way to grasp this hard-earned happiness.

Time seemed to stand still, and the whole world was just the two of them. Everything around them became blurry, only each other's breath, each other's temperature, and each other's heartbeat were so clear and real. Their kisses became more and more intense, as if they wanted to vent all the pain of missing each other for six years at this moment. Every kiss was full of affection, and every breath was intertwined with attachment.

Xiao Yichen's hand accidentally touched Qiao Chu's waist, and her delicate and sensitive skin could not help but hum softly under his touch. This hum was particularly clear in the silent room, like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the original tranquility.

He immediately stopped moving, as if he was under a spell, and froze there. His eyes were full of tension and worry, and he quickly looked at Qiao Nianchen who was sleeping on the bed. The little girl was sleeping quietly, her mouth slightly pouted, her long eyelashes cast a faint shadow on her face, and her even breathing showed that she was immersed in a sweet dream.

Xiao Yichen breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that his daughter was not woken up. His chest rose and fell violently, and his breathing was rapid and disordered. "I'm sorry, I was too impulsive." His voice was low and hoarse with a hint of guilt, and there was still a desire in his voice that had not been completely quelled.

Qiao Chu blushed and shook her head. There was no blame in her eyes, only understanding and the same uncontrollable emotion. Her lips were slightly swollen from the fierce kiss just now, making her look even more charming.

Xiao Yichen held her in his arms again, as if she was the most precious treasure in the world, afraid that she would be lost if he let go. He kissed her forehead, the gentle kiss brushed like a feather, with endless tenderness and love. "What should I do? I want... I miss you so much that I'm going crazy..." His voice whispered in her ear, with deep desire and helplessness.

"Chenchen is exhausted today and is sleeping soundly. He won't wake up." Qiao Chu's voice became smaller and smaller, as if she was trying to convince him, or herself. There was a hint of hesitation and struggle in her eyes, but in the end, she was filled with love.

When Xiao Yichen heard her words, a hint of surprise and determination flashed in his eyes. He lowered his head again and kissed her neck, leaving a series of hot kiss marks. Qiao Chu's body trembled slightly. She closed her eyes, feeling his passion, and the defenses in her heart collapsed little by little.

Xiao Yichen's hands began to wander over her body, his movements gentle and loving. Qiao Chu's breathing became rapid, and she bit her lips tightly, trying not to make any sound. However, the desire in her heart burned her like a flame, making her unable to resist his touch.

The atmosphere in the room became more and more ambiguous, and both of their bodies were soaked with sweat. Xiao Yichen's movements gradually became more urgent, and Qiao Chu's hands also hugged him tightly, leaving shallow marks on his back with his nails.

At this moment, Qiao Nianchen turned over in his sleep and muttered a few words in his sleep. The two of them were instantly as if they were poured with cold water, and they immediately stopped what they were doing and looked at their daughter nervously.

When Qiao Nianchen calmed down again, they smiled at each other, feeling helpless but also looking forward to the future. Xiao Yichen gently kissed Qiao Chu's forehead, then held her tightly in his arms, as if to use his arms to shield her from all the wind and rain.

The night is still long, and their love continues to spread in this silent night...

At six o'clock in the morning, the morning light quietly sprinkled into a corner of the room through the gap in the curtains. Qiao Chu woke up slowly in Xiao Yichen's warm and strong arms. Her eyes were still a little blurry. With the confusion of just waking up, she stared blankly at him who was so close to her, her heart still filled with disbelief.

She moved slightly, but was afraid to disturb the man who was still sleeping beside her. Qiao Chu just stared at Xiao Yichen's sleeping face quietly, and her thoughts involuntarily drifted back to the past days full of bitterness and helplessness.

Back then, their relationship was like a shadow that could not stand the light of day. They always came and went in a hurry. He always came and went in a hurry, and there seemed to be various reasons why he could not stay. The two of them had never slept peacefully together for a whole night. He either had an excuse to go home or said he had to work the night shift. Every time they were together, it was like a stolen moment of joy, short and intense.

She still remembers those nights, when every meeting was filled with fear. Her heart was always hanging in the air, afraid of being discovered by his original wife, and afraid of the unbearable consequences. Every time they met, it was like an adventure, starting in a hurry and ending in a panic. Their meeting places were always changing, from dim alley corners to remote motels, and there was no moment to really relax and enjoy each other's company.

But last night, everything was different. Xiao Yichen seemed to be a different person. His passion was like a surging tide, drowning her wave after wave. His eyes burned with a desire and possessiveness that he had never had before, making Qiao Chu almost unable to resist.

For the first time, he held her tightly in his arms with an almost rough eagerness, and kisses fell like raindrops. She sank in his arms, feeling the power that almost crushed her.

The second time, he slowed down the pace, gently and delicately caressing every inch of her skin, as if he was admiring a precious treasure. His lips wandered around her ears and neck, leaving a string of hot marks, making her body tremble involuntarily and ripples in her heart.

The third time, he seemed to want to make up for all the lost time in the past, and he used all his strength, with endless attachment and affection, to become one with her. At that moment, Qiao Chu seemed to see the desire deep in his soul, the deep dependence and obsession with her.

God knows where he got so much strength and energy. But Qiao Chu knew that this night was so precious and rare for them.

She gently stretched out her fingers, wanting to touch his face, but stopped at the moment she was about to touch it. She was afraid that all this was just a beautiful dream, and once she touched it, it would shatter like a bubble.

Xiao Yichen's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if he was about to wake up. Qiao Chu quickly withdrew his hand and pretended to close his eyes, but his heart was beating like a little rabbit.

Xiao Yichen slowly opened his eyes and saw Qiao Chu pretending to be asleep beside him. A barely perceptible smile appeared on his lips. He gently tucked her scattered hair behind her ears, his movements as gentle as if he was treating the most fragile treasure in the world.

"Stop pretending, I know you're awake." Xiao Yichen's voice was hoarse and lazy, unique to the early morning.

Qiao Chu couldn't pretend anymore, opened her eyes, and a blush appeared on her face.

"You're awake." Her voice was as soft as a mosquito, and she avoided looking at him.

Xiao Yichen hugged her tighter and rested his chin on the top of her head.

"Last night..." He hesitated.

Qiao Chu's heart suddenly rose to his throat, not knowing what he would say.

"Last night was the best time of my life." Xiao Yichen said, and gently kissed her forehead.

Qiao Chu's eyes were instantly moist, and she hugged him tightly, feeling his heartbeat and body temperature.

"Me too." Her voice was choked with sobs.

The sun gradually filled the room, shining on the two people hugging each other. At this moment, time seemed to stand still, and the world was left with only them.

However, the shadow of reality always looms over their hearts. Qiao Chu knows that their relationship is still not in the spotlight, and the future is full of unknowns and variables. But at this moment, she is willing to immerse herself in this short happiness, even if it is only for a moment.

After an unknown amount of time, Xiao Yichen's phone suddenly rang, breaking the silence. He glanced at the caller ID and his face instantly turned gloomy.

Qiao Chu's heart sank suddenly. She thought, it must be her call, which meant that their happy time was about to end.

Xiao Yichen hesitated for a moment, but still picked up the phone.

"Hello... I'll be right back." His voice was full of fatigue and helplessness. In fact, Qiao Chu didn't know that this was just a call from the hospital. There was an emergency operation that required him to consult.

After hanging up the phone, he looked at Qiao Chu with guilt in his eyes.

"I have to go," he said.

Qiao Chu held back her tears and nodded.

Xiao Yichen got up and put on his clothes. Before leaving, he turned back and looked at her deeply.

"Wait for me to come back, I have something to tell you." After saying that, he leaned over and kissed Chenchen's chubby little face, then hurried away.

Qiao Chu was the only one left in the room. She sat on the bed blankly, tears finally bursting out of her eyes. She didn't know what her future would be like, and she didn't know if they still had a future.