Turnaround Life: The Rebirth Elegy of the Wealthy Wife

“Can I draw here?”

Tang Wenwan excitedly confirmed with Jiang Kaichen again.

"This is your studio. You can come anytime you want in the future. You can also leave all the works you painted in Japan here."

Jiang Kaichen sat down on the tatami, leaned back, tilted his head slightly, and squinted his eyes, staring at Tang Wenwan, who was like an elf under the moon, in fascination.

Tang Wenwan didn't expect that he would do this for her. She was stunned for a moment and once again felt guilty about her plan to escape.

"Why are you so nice to me?"

Tang Wenwan walked to Jiang Kaichen and sat down like him, tilting her head and asking him with watery eyes.

Jiang Kaichen sighed, touched her head lovingly, and pulled out a bottle of sake from behind like a magic trick.

"Will you drink with me?"

He took out two bamboo-shaped cups made of colored glass and looked at Tang Wenwan.

On a moonlit night like this, when everything is quiet, the wine bottle is opened and the aroma of ice-distilled wine fills the air.

This guy is quite a bit of a jerk now. Tang Wenwan squinted her eyes and looked at Jiang Kaichen, feeling expectant, puzzled, and a little lost.

She leisurely picked up the cup, and the crystal bamboo cup flickered in the moonlight, just like the bright light in her eyes.

"You are so good to me, it's also a torture."

The wine smudged the corners of her lips, and Tang Wenwan felt layers of sadness and fear rising in her heart.

"bite…"

Jiang Kaichen also picked up the wine glass, clinked it with hers, and then drank the wine in one gulp.

"My kindness is only one ten-thousandth of what you do to me."

He spoke from the bottom of his heart, and the image of the little girl who held his hand when he was most helpless appeared in his eyes again.

"My whole world is yours."

He confessed silently in his heart.

"But, but~~"

Tang Wenwan drank the wine in her hand in one gulp. The coolness in her mouth mixed with the spiciness burned the restlessness in her heart that was about to burst out.

He snatched the bottle and filled his own glass, keeping all his strength on guard as if to calm himself, not letting himself be overwhelmed by such a beautiful scene.

"But what?"

After a few drinks, Jiang Kaichen's eagle eyes became clearer. He slowed down his speech as if bewitching, brushed Tang Wenwan's short hair behind her ears, and asked in a drawing tone.

"But I want to paint on you, paint with wine, paint with it."

Tang Wenwan felt that if she didn't do something, she would really fall, and she pointed at the food and wine in front of her and spoke nonsense.

Jiang Kaichen's eyes were filled with dark colors, his Adam's apple unconsciously twitched, and he asked softly:

"How do you want to draw this time?"

Tang Wenwan put down the cup, her eyes wandered over Jiang Kaichen for a while, then she suddenly reached out and opened the front of his lapel.

“I want to paint on you.”

Her voice was slightly drunk and willful, humming like a fairy in the moonlight.

Jiang Kaichen leaned back instinctively, pursing his thin lips. The hot breath made him speechless.

The breeze blew through the corridor, and Tang Wenwan gently peeled off his coat as if she was opening a gift. Jiang Kaichen clenched his fists and felt every hair on his body stand up in the night breeze.

"Puch~"

Tang Wenwan pressed the bayberries on the plate with her palm until the juice oozes out, then she picked up a new goat-hair brush from her hat, licked the tip of it in her mouth, dipped it in the red stain and pounced on the man.

"Boom~"

Jiang Kaichen could no longer hold on and fell down, allowing Tang Wenwan to sit astride him and began to draw with a serious face.

The aroma of wine mixed with the sweetness of bayberry filled the room, permeating the air and spreading through the blood to the nerve endings.

Tang Wenwan crouched over Jiang Kaichen with a paintbrush and made a mess of it. Every stroke seemed to take Jiang Kaichen to heaven and then pull him back to hell.

The paintbrush in her hand gently touched Jiang Kaichen's skin, gently sliding across his neck, around his collarbone, and across his chest.

Every stroke was like a declaration of war, carrying a silent provocation, causing Jiang Kaichen's body to tremble.

Under the moonlight, Tang Wenwan's eyes were full of the concentration and piety of an artist. She drew a pair of bloody wings on Jiang Kaichen's chest, which seemed to be flying on the bloody wings, shattered and sacred.

Perhaps it was because of the alcohol, Tang Wenwan's handwriting became more and more bold. She tore off the last piece of clothing on Jiang Kaichen's body and followed his solid muscle lines, along his neck, waist, abdomen and even thighs, and painted a body full of red spider lilies.

Jiang Kaichen felt dizzy and couldn't control himself. Beads of sweat began to drip down his forehead. On his exposed skin, the thin sweat even began to stain the ink.

"do not move!"

Tang Wenwan held down his body as he tried to raise it, lowered her head to look at the work that was slowly unfolding, raised her head to drink the sake in her hand, wrapped the ice cubes in the cup in her mouth, and lowered her head to press against Jiang Kaichen's lower abdomen.

"Oh~ Wanwan"

Jiang Kaichen felt that the string in his head finally broke. A white light flashed before his eyes and his body erupted like a volcano. In his 27 years, he had never been so out of control.

The air was instantly filled with a musky smell, and at this moment the moon in Tang Wenwan's eyes had overlapped, her face was flushed, and everything she saw was wet.

With a low growl, Jiang Kaichen turned the man over, panting heavily and frantically stripped the little man naked.

Jiang Kaichen, who was completely unable to think, did not notice that the moment Tang Wenwan, the twin world, was pressed under him, a fake smile finally appeared on her lips.

"The first time in this life finally started under my control. It seems that he is quite satisfied, isn't he?"

The moonlight spread down, and the silvery light reflected on Tang Wenwan's exposed skin, as moving as an elegant jade sculpture.

Jiang Kaichen tried hard to regulate his breathing, looking at the woman in front of him with obsession, the beast in his heart was running wild and restless as if it had broken free from its reins.

"Wen Wan..."

He kept repeating the girl's name as if chanting a spell, and at the same time, he gave her one wet kiss after another as if he was tasting a treasure.

Under the moonlight, the two figures overlapped, breaking the silence of the night.

Jiang Kaichen's palms wandered over Tang Wenwan's body like a worshipper, touching her sensitive parts and triggering her delicate reactions.

Tang Wenwan's body trembled under Jiang Kaichen's touch, and she felt an unprecedented stimulation and satisfaction. Her breathing became rapid and panting, and her eyes were full of desire and confusion.

Their bodies burned like flames, tightly intertwined. Their moans and gasps echoed in the night, as if competing with the chirping of cicadas outside the window.

Time passed in this wanton passion, and the two souls found their home in each other's embrace. They were immersed in each other's breath and forgot everything, only focusing on this passionate fusion again and again.