eemed to want to explain just now. Are you still thinking about your ex-husband"An Xiao Rabbit roared: Yu Cheng is not my ex-husband, he is my husband, husband, husband!!!But it was just a thought in...Chapter 88 The Little Firecracker Wife

"Honey..." An Xiaotu called out in a sweet and soft voice.

That charming and slightly sweet voice, like the soft pads of a cat's paws, gently touched and made one's entire heart melt with softness.

Tang Yucheng stood stiffly in place, his Adam's apple bobbing rapidly as he felt a dryness in his throat.

The sudden shock from this little woman was too much for him.

A light and sheer black nightgown, barely reaching her hips, revealed her curves tantalizingly. The contrast of the black fabric against her porcelain skin created a striking visual impact. Her legs were exceptionally white and slender, with plump, rosy toes that were both cute and playful. Lying on her side, she showcased a seductive and graceful figure with breathtaking curves...

An Xiaotu, seeing that he didn't react, held back her nervousness and shyness, sat up slowly, got out of bed, and wanted to walk towards him. Unfortunately, her sprained foot made it difficult for her to move.

"Your foot is injured, don't move around." Tang Yucheng came back to his senses and nervously stepped forward to support her.

An Xiaot Rabbit grabbed his clothes, then blushed, her hands trembling as she untied the robe's belt. His chest was beautifully sculpted and muscular. His honey-colored skin glistened in the warm, golden light, radiating an alluring sensuality.

This man is a typical case of "thin when dressed, and fleshy when undressed". At 191cm tall, he stands out as particularly tall and handsome.

“Little Rabbit,” he said, his hand gripping her wrist with a hot, hurried breath.

"Hmm"

She raised her hazy eyes, her heart beating with a flutter.

"Do you know what you're doing" he asked in a low voice, his deep and cold eyes flashing with fire, his ears slightly flushed.

Meeting his burning gaze, An Xiaotu shyly lowered her eyes, lightly biting her moist red lips, nodding, her voice trembling as she said, "I... I know. I... I'm seducing you. You're my husband, you're mine... I want to make you sleep."

Pushing away his large hand, she began to tremble as she slowly removed the bathrobe from his body. Her perfect, sexy figure was revealed before her eyes, and she swallowed hard.

His small hand secretly wiped at the muscle line above his waist, a very pretty but not very obvious six-pack.

Ahhh~ The feel is so good, solid with elasticity and a smooth touch, like top-grade silk.

This man is her husband, this is hers, hers!

His smoldering gaze flickered with a hint of seductive amusement. "Sure you want to put me to sleep"

"I am absolutely certain, I will put you to sleep."

Thinking he was provoking her, she said with excitement and firmness, then tiptoed up, hooking her arms around his neck, pressing her red lips against his, kissing him clumsily and stiffly.

She had made up her mind, she must put him to sleep, and not give other women a single chance.

His long arms encircled her waist, supporting her lest she collapse from weak knees; his big hand grasped the back of her head, teasingly pulled by her inexperienced kiss. He couldn't wait to reclaim control, starting his conquest of her citadel...

"No…" An Xiaotu panted, dodging his hot kiss. Before she lost her rationality, she protested and insisted, "You can't take the initiative… It's me who has to put you to sleep, you can't... Not you putting me to sleep, um... Don't touch me like that..."

“It doesn't matter who initiates things, whether it's the conqueror or the conquered. The order of their actions isn't important. Even if the conquered makes the first move, it only proves that the conqueror has such charm that they willingly succumb. As long as the result remains the same, as long as I willingly surrender to you, does that make sense” Tang Yucheng coaxed while his movements didn't cease.

If she were to take control of this affair, he estimated that before she even got started, he would be unable to bear it any longer.

An Xiaotù's head was muddled, she couldn't quite hear what he was saying, only catching the sentence 'I willingly submit to you…'.

She nodded vaguely, surrendering, "Then go ahead. After all, the end result is me falling asleep to you."

Tang Yucheng pulled her around, a possessive and fervent heat in his grip as he placed her on the king-sized bed. His kiss was scorching hot, raining down on her delicate skin like droplets, igniting a blaze that spread throughout.

They got their marriage certificate two months ago, but he is very busy with his work most of the time, stationed in the military, while she still lives at her parents' house.

They didn't have many times of intimacy, but tonight was the craziest one so far, even more intense than the time she made him a tonic.

They clung to each other all night, until the first hint of dawn appeared...

"Little bunny"

Tang Yu Cheng gently patted the sleeping person beneath him, her cheeks still flushed.

Then, he got up from bed and walked into the bathroom.

Then he walked back, holding her tightly against the bathroom and placing her in the bathtub. He washed away the sweat from her body, his cold eyes softening as he looked at the red kiss marks scattered across her delicate skin.

After she finished her bath, I put her back in bed and got the ointment.

Although it wasn't the first time, tonight she drove him completely out of control, leaving her hurt again...

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When An Xiaotu woke up, she looked at the time. It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon.

"Ah!"

She screamed, finding her voice a little raspy, her throat feeling scratchy.

Hurriedly scrambling out of bed, I found myself wearing a pure white bathrobe. It wasn't the one from last night...Ahem.

Last night's wild memories flooded her mind, she was momentarily embarrassed and at a loss for words.

This clothing must have been put on him afterward.

Having forgotten about her sprained ankle, An Xiaotu's foot throbbed with pain the moment she touched the ground, nearly causing her to stumble. A searing pain shot through her private area as well, and her face contorted in distress.

"You woke up and didn't call me" Tang Yucheng walked in with a tray in one hand. Seeing her barefoot, standing on the ground like a golden rooster, he frowned and reproached her.

He quickly supported her, placing the tray on a nearby table.

"Shall we freshen up first" he asked.

An Xiaotu nodded, biting her lip.

It's unfair, why is it always her who can't get up, while this man looks bright and energetic.

"Why didn't you wake me up Don't you know I have class today" she hit him, complaining.

"I took today off for you, your ankle is sprained." he replied.

"From now on, it's best not to take any more leave. I am still a student teacher, and if I keep taking leave, my performance review for becoming a permanent teacher will be bad, and it will also delay the students' courses." She said this with a serious expression, feeling that her foot injury could still hold up, at most she would use a crutch to attend classes.

Although the Tang family had the ability to directly let her become a regular employee, even without working she could live comfortably, she didn't want to be a parasite.

It's good to have goals and ideals that motivate you to strive forward.

"Mm. Go wash up first, I've already brought lunch."

The bathroom was large, and he stood aside, squeezing the toothpaste into her hand before handing her a cup filled with warm water.eautiful handwriting in the notebook, he imagined what kind of state of mind she was in and what expression she had on her face when she wrote these characters.I looked at it back and forth a few time...