Passionate Turmoil

Xia Luhe: Nan Jinru, are you crazy?

Xia Luhe's clothes were all stuck to her body, and her hair was also soaked. Nan Jinru looked down and admired Xia Luhe's curvaceous figure. His eyes grew deeper and deeper.

He had long known that Xia Luhe had a great figure, but he didn't expect it to be this good.

This red rose originally belonged to him alone, but it was taken a bite by that dog-like man, Mu Yunxi.

But it doesn't matter. Consider it a punishment for his previous blindness. As long as she belongs to him alone in the future.

Nan Jinru entered the bathtub and picked up Xia Luhe. Xia Luhe reached out to scratch his face, but he easily held her two hands.

Xia Luhe: Nan Jinru, can't you understand? I don't like you. I hate you. I want a divorce from you!

Nan Jinru: Divorce is impossible, Xiaohe. In the future, we will live happily together.

Xia Luhe: You... Um~

Before Xia Luhe could finish speaking, her lips were blocked.

Nan Jinru had never known that her taste was so sweet. Xia Luhe desperately dodged. Nan Jinru tightly clasped her waist and enticed her to entangle with him.

This taste was so sweet that it made his limbs numb. He only wanted to take, plunder, and make her cry on him. Just thinking about it made him extremely excited.

... (Guess what I omitted.)

Xia Luhe lay limply on Nan Jinru, lost in thought. She didn't want to give in, really.

But he was really so gentle, so skillful, so comfortable.

Nan Jinru reached out and stroked Xia Luhe's wet hair, his eyes full of smiles.

At this moment, the little delicate creature lying on his chest without any strength was really extremely endearing.

If only she could be so obedient forever.

Xia Luhe rested for a long while. She propped herself up on Nan Jinru's chest and wanted to get up. Nan Jinru reached out and brought her into his arms again. A smile flashed in his eyes.

Nan Jinru: Xiaohe doesn't think it's over just like this, does she?

Nan Jinru: In an instant, Xia Luhe glared at him like an angry lion.

Xia Luhe: What else do you want?

Nan Jinru: Naturally, continue what we just did.

Xia Luhe's expression changed slightly. Sensing that a certain male lion had raised its noble head again, she immediately wanted to run away in fright.

But how could she escape? A prey that a male lion has set its eyes on must be devoured.

Water splashed everywhere in the bathtub, like waves one after another.

...

When Xia Luhe and Nan Jinru went downstairs, it was already past seven o'clock in the evening.

Father Xia and Mother Xia were sitting on the sofa watching TV. When they saw the two come down, they immediately called the servants to serve the dishes.

Originally, the meal was supposed to start at six o'clock. Today, it started at seven. Father Xia and Mother Xia were already hungry, but they didn't want to disturb the intimacy of their daughter and son-in-law, so they endured until now.

Mother Xia looked at Xia Luhe's rosy cheeks, and her smile grew wider. She put a piece of meat into her bowl.

"Darling, eat more."

Xia Luhe: Thank you, Mom. Mom, eat more too.

"Jinru, eat more too. Look, you both have lost weight. Don't just be busy with work all the time. Eat well. Darling should also supervise Jinru. Look how thin he is."

Xia Luhe glanced at Nan Jinru and rolled her eyes. She really didn't know where Mom saw that he was thin.

After finishing the meal, Xia Luhe put down her chopsticks, wiped her mouth, and then was about to tell her parents that she wanted a divorce from Nan Jinru.

Xia Luhe: Mom and Dad, actually, when I came back this time, I have something to tell you. I'm planning to and...

Nan Jinru: Mom and Dad, this is my fault. A few days ago, the youngest daughter of Uncle Mu's family came back. I talked to her a few more words. Darling got angry and had a conflict with me, so she came back.

Nan Jinru: Before Xia Luhe could finish speaking, she was interrupted by Nan Jinru.

Xia Luhe widened her eyes and looked at Nan Jinru talking nonsense.

Xia Luhe: Who allowed you to call me by my nickname?

Xia Luhe's nickname is "Darling".

Nan Jinru: Yes, yes, yes. I was wrong. If Xiaohe doesn't let me call, I won't call.

Nan Jinru placed himself in a very humble position, making Father Xia and Mother Xia instantly feel that Xia Luhe was making a mountain out of a molehill.

Xia Luhe: Nan Jinru, can you have some shame?