CHAPTER 593: CHAPTER 594: WHEN WILL YOU MARRY ME?

Shi Lingyan groaned softly.

Unable to resist, his body leaned against hers, circling her arms around her as effortlessly as if he were embracing a rag doll.

Then, he carried her toward the bed.

His fiery kisses, filled with long-missed passion, revealed that Shi Lingyan had missed her countless times in less than a month.

Shi Mei was no different, reciprocating his enthusiasm; she slightly tilted her face upward to bear his wild and fierce energy, her palms subtly pressing and rubbing.

Shi Lingyan couldn’t hold back anymore. He gasped for air and huskily warned, "Don’t cry later!"

Shi Mei chuckled softly, "Oh, intending to make me cry? That forceful, huh?"

Shi Lingyan laughed angrily, pushed her to the head of the bed, and within moments, swiftly removed her clothes.

Shi Mei moaned softly, twisting and turning, igniting his sensitive nerves. Seductively like a bewitching fairy, she softly said, "Trying to make me cry like this? Hehe~"

Originally, Shi Lingyan thought that after such a long separation, perhaps it would be appropriate to be gentler. But faced with this provocation, he couldn’t help but see red, and he roared, "You’re asking for it!"

"Ah~" Shi Mei suddenly felt a jolt, her voice hauntingly captivating as she softly cried out, "It hurts~"

Shi Lingyan began to move roughly, prying open her chin and lowering his head to devour her in kisses.

Shi Mei clung to his neck, "Mm...Ah..."

Fairy!

Shi Lingyan’s eyes turned even redder, vigorously delivering long-lost pleasure and passion. Listening to the woman’s muffled moans, slightly tinged with tears, he brought her to the pinnacle of ecstasy in less than three minutes.

Shi Mei was deliberately provoking him; now she was utterly disheveled, her mind buzzing.

Suddenly, she heard Shi Lingyan’s voice, "That fast?"

Before Shi Mei could react, he pinned her against the headboard, and soon after, he unleashed a tempest of fierce thrusts.

All night, Shi Mei’s throat went hoarse, Shi Lingyan definitely did it on purpose, toggling her between life and death. Several times, she couldn’t help but cry out, begging him to slow down, to be gentler.

But hearing her cries, Shi Lingyan became even more fierce in his advances.

After several cycles of ecstatic torment, she heard him say, "Did I not satisfy you last time? Huh?"

Shi Mei cried, pleadingly said, "I won’t do it again, I won’t do it again."

"Call me husband."

"Husband~"

"Too quiet."

"Wuwuwu husband, it hurts!"

"Call again."

"Husband, husband, husband...ahh..."

Finally, Shi Lingyan felt satisfied and concluded this smokeless war.

Shi Mei finally learned her lesson about seeking trouble, totally limp when he carried her to bathe.

After the bath, Shi Mei’s eyes were red from crying; she glared at him and turned her head away in a huff.

Shi Lingyan, watching her petulant little look, silently laughed, moved closer to embrace her from behind, and gently kissed her face, "I’ll be gentler next time."

"No," Shi Mei sniffed, "I still like it rougher."

Shi Lingyan’s eyes darkened, leaned in again with ill intentions, his thigh gently brushing hers, "I like it too."

"Enough, stop," Shi Mei hummed softly, "It hurts."

Shi Lingyan kissed her back softly, "Okay, no more."

As Shi Mei closed her eyes ready to sleep, she suddenly heard Shi Lingyan speak again, "When shall we get married?"

Upon hearing this, Shi Mei hummed, "What’s the rush?"

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See you at midnight tomorrow.