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Chapter 85: Chapter 85: Intimacy Under the Moonlight (Please Subscribe)
The moonlight outside the window quietly poured in, delineating an amply voluptuous and elegant figure on the small bed in the attic.
It was none other than Xiao Meier, her willowy waist even more delicate in the moonlight, like a piece of warm and translucent white jade.
Like a lover’s hand, the moonlight gently caressed her soft curves, each part emanating an enchanting luster, revealing a captivating charm.
Chen Cheng’s gaze lingered over her, from her flushed face to her moistened eye corners, and then to her slightly parted vermillion lips, every part making his heart flutter.
The kiss just now left Xiao Meier’s cheeks tinged with a fanciful crimson, alluring like a freshly picked peach.
She bit her red lips secretly, as if savoring the intimacy of a moment ago, the taste making her both nervous and anticipatory.
With her eyes half-closed, she wanted to look, yet didn’t dare to, the conflict in her heart intertwined with her body’s reactions, leaving her in excruciating torment.
Chen Cheng’s chest, under the moonlight, appeared even more magnificent, his chiseled muscles exuding a wild aura.
He stepped closer, step by step.
Each step accelerated Xiao Meier’s heartbeat, echoing like drumbeats in her chest.
That heartbeat, as if reminding her, Chen Cheng was really coming.
"Xiao Cheng..."
"I..."
Xiao Meier trembled with nervousness.
To her, a decade of unrequited waiting, plus days and nights spent together, Xiao Meier had long accepted him with all her heart.
But physical touch and soulful connection were another matter entirely.
"Meier, you’re mine."
Chen Cheng’s deep voice sounded in her ear, carrying a domineering possessiveness.
She lifted her face, her hot breath spraying on Chen Cheng’s cheek, whimpering, "Xiao Cheng, be gentle, I’m inexperienced..."
Xiao Meier’s fingernails gently dug into Chen Cheng’s muscles, her whole body softening in the crook of his arm, like a delicate flower waiting to be picked.
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Forty minutes later.
Waves of heat enveloped the intertwined skin of the two, making Xiao Meier’s lustrous skin glow with an ambiguous blush.
Chen Cheng gently held Xiao Meier’s face, gazing at her side profile still flushed from passion.
A droplet of sweat slid from her beautiful hairline, tracing down like a shimmering mercury under the moonlight.
Xiao Meier shyly turned her face away, but involuntarily snuggled closer into Chen Cheng’s embrace.
"What’s wrong?" Chen Cheng teased, whispering in her ear.
Xiao Meier became silent, simply burying her face in Chen Cheng’s strong chest, while shyly letting out a muffled sound.
Chen Cheng couldn’t help but kiss her smooth forehead, whispering, "Meier, meeting you is the biggest fortune of my life."
Xiao Meier seemed to feel his heartfelt words, instinctively snuggling closer into his embrace, like a kitten craving warmth.
Her slender fingers traced circles on Chen Cheng’s chest, her face resting in his arms, filled with happiness.
Chen Cheng smiled knowingly and held her tighter, his body warmth enveloping her lush figure.
"Xiao Cheng, you seemed like a different person just now," Xiao Meier murmured.
Chen Cheng laughed, "Really transformed? Then I’ll have to transform a few more times for you to see."
"Stop it!" Xiao Meier playfully chided, her gaze pausing, "It seems like it again..."
Chen Cheng was about to speak when Xiao Meier boldly straddled him, brushing her smooth black hair behind her ears.
And Chen Cheng knew, with her making that move, he was about to strike a big deal again.
Xiao Meier lay on Chen Cheng, kissing his neck, coyly cooing amidst her shyness, "Husband, you must treasure me more tonight..."
Chen Cheng, stirred by her provocations, eagerly pulled her back into his arms.
Outside the window, the bright moon hung high, serenely watching the light moans and intimacy within this little world.
In this sleepless night, all joy and longing were fully unleashed.
Tomorrow’s dawn will be their brand new beginning.
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After one night, Xiao Meier transformed from an older maiden into a mature young wife.
For her, last night’s experience not only brought an unprecedented physical and emotional satisfaction but also allowed her to find her true belonging and worth.
That ripe, fleshy watermelon, Chen Cheng finally tasted its sweet, full-bodied juice.
Sitting at the small table, she carefully applied her makeup, her pear-shaped figure becoming even more graceful under the outline of a tight-fitting dress.
In the mirror, her eyes shone bright, yet carried the bashfulness and fulfillment of a woman newly wedded.
A smile of happiness bloomed on her face, making the whole world seem better because of her.
After finishing her makeup, Xiao Meier stood up, pushed open the window, and let the morning breeze gently caress her face.
Outside the window, birds sang joyfully on the branches, and sunlight filtered through the leaves, casting patterns on the ground—everything was so peaceful and beautiful.
She turned her head to glance at her lover still lying in bed, her heart brimming with tender feelings.
Xiao Meier walked barefoot to the bed, bent down, and lightly pressed a kiss on Chen Cheng’s forehead.
Chen Cheng seemed to sense her action and slowly opened his eyes, greeted by Xiao Meier’s gentle and beautiful face.
He smiled softly and stretched out his arms to pull her into his embrace, "Meier, you’re truly beautiful."
Xiao Meier: "You flatterer, get up now."
Chen Cheng stretched lazily and sat up.
"What time is it?"
"It’s almost 8 o’clock." Xiao Meier walked to the wardrobe and picked out clothes for Chen Cheng. "Xiao Hai is waiting for you downstairs."
Chen Cheng nodded, "Five minutes."
He slipped on his slippers and went downstairs to wash up.
Standing in front of the bathroom mirror, Chen Cheng’s thoughts inevitably wandered.
He now had three women, Xiao Meier, Xia Yubing, and Tong Jialu.
Xia Yubing gave Chen Cheng a strong sense of conquest.
To challenge her, to conquer her—it seemed like a game, an adventure that made Chen Cheng’s heart race.
Every time he remembered her obsessed smile in those moments, Chen Cheng felt an unprecedented pride and satisfaction.
As for Tong Jialu, her smile was as warm as the morning sun, and she was someone who could fully unleash the desires deep within Chen Cheng’s heart.
Her sweet appearance and contrasting personality, two seemingly extreme contradictions, merged perfectly within her without any abruptness.
However, compared to these two, Xiao Meier held an irreplaceable place in Chen Cheng’s heart.
Her tenderness and thoughtfulness always made Chen Cheng feel the peace and simplicity a wife should bring.
In Xiao Meier’s arms, Chen Cheng could forget all his troubles and fatigue and feel a tranquility and bliss he had never known before.
"In this lifetime, it’s truly worth it!"
Chen Cheng chuckled.
From upstairs came a urging voice, "Husband, are you ready?"
Chen Cheng then hurried, quickly brushing his teeth and washing his face, but the smile on his lips grew even broader.
Last night, Xiao Meier thought that since Jin Baogen had given Chen Cheng such a grand gift, it was only proper to personally visit and express their gratitude.
So, the two of them set out early.
Chen Donghai was already waiting at the door.
Seeing the couple come out, he opened the door to the backseat.
"Mr. Chen, Miss Xiao."
Chen Cheng nodded, and the two got into the car.
Sitting in the car, Chen Donghai reminded, "Mr. Chen, this car has a license plate restriction tomorrow."
"Got it."
Chen Cheng, holding Xiao Meier’s hand, said, "Then you take a day off tomorrow. After a while, I’ll go take a look at cars."
"Sure thing, Mr. Chen."
Xiao Meier heard this, "Another car? Don’t you already have a Camry?"
Chen Cheng wrapped his arm around Xiao Meier’s shoulder, jokingly saying, "Your husband here, now I’m a wealthy man!"
