My Dear Wife, Please Be Gentle!

Chapter 528: Chapter 531: Strong, Superior_1

This mark comes from the hands of the woodcarving genius, Wind Liyang; each mark was personally carved by him, impossible to replicate by others.

"How did you find it?" Yin Yinyue finally revealed a genuine smile.

Xuan Qing said proudly, "As long as I want to find something, there’s nothing in this world that I can’t find. The day after tomorrow afternoon at Ruyi Tea House, I’ve already arranged the meeting for you."

The rest was up to Yin Yinyue; with her abilities, she was definitely capable of getting the job done.

Yin Yinyue furrowed her brows, "Why not tomorrow?"

"Yue’er, don’t forget that I’m a bandit. You’d do best to speak politely to me."

Xuan Qing gently caressed Yin Yinyue’s cheek.

She had grown haggard over this time; more than a decade had passed, and the years had left many traces on her face, but in his heart, she remained as the first time he saw her.

Back then, when he was being tortured under severe questioning and thought he was surely going to die, Yin Yinyue appeared.

She, who had just gotten married, came to find Yin Zheng, pleading with him to stop the torture, and even secretly sent medicine for his injuries.

His life had been saved by her, and he had remembered it all these years.

Thinking that Yin Yinyue had been divorced, Xuan Qing’s face drew closer and closer.

Just as he was about to kiss her, Yin Yinyue covered his mouth with her hand, and coquettishly scolded, "Scoundrel!"

Thinking about how she had almost been intoxicated by Xuan Qing’s gaze, she couldn’t help but get angry.

Didn’t she know that Xuan Qing was only toying with her?

Because of Liang Hao, she had become unreasonable, like an ignorant, quarrelsome mistress of a deep house, still with the appearance of a wilted flower. How could she catch Xuan Qing’s eye?

"Don’t refuse me."

Xuan Qing’s gaze was hazy, and his warm breath was all sprayed onto Yin Yinyue’s palm.

Yin Yinyue tensed her body, "Keep away from me. If you’re in need, I can send someone to find you a few girls."

"How could those women compare to you?"

Xuan Qing, a martial artist, easily twisted Yin Yinyue’s hand behind her back, and his cool lips pressed down soon after.

Yin Yinyue tried to break free, but all resistance was subdued by Xuan Qing.

Skilled like one who had traversed fields of flowers, it didn’t take long before Yin Yinyue’s breathing became heavy.

After the kiss, Yin Yinyue said angrily, "Enough, Xuan Qing! I’ve been divorced, and you’ve seen how humiliated I am. Are you satisfied now? Get out, I don’t want to see you!"

"That’s not enough; I want more," Xuan Qing said with a mischievous smile.

With a slight movement of his fingers, Yin Yinyue found herself unable to move.

"You shameless, what on earth do you want to do?" Yin Yinyue’s eyes widened in alarm.

"Since you’ve called me shameless, of course, I must do some shameless things," Xuan Qing’s gaze fell on the carved bed.

His goal was simple: to possess her body, until she fell in love with him.

Realizing Xuan Qing’s intent, Yin Yinyue said angrily, "Are you even a man?"

The corners of Xuan Qing’s mouth lifted; he was determined, and nothing Yin Yinyue said would matter.

He had indulged this woman for over a decade; had she been happy, that would have been the end of it, but what had she turned herself into?

On the carved bed, Xuan Qing used all his expertise to please Yin Yinyue.

To prevent Yin Yinyue from uttering any more mood-killing words, he simply sealed her mute point, now he could do as he pleased.

When Yin Yinyue began to submit to the pleasure, he was ready for a heartfelt exchange between them.

"Your eyes are as wide as copper bells. Got something to say?"

Xuan Qing asked leisurely; the night had only just begun, and he was quite willing to tease Yin Yinyue first.