C11 He Only Reacted to Her

Kang Wenyuan returned to a nonchalant attitude towards Chu Qingyan after his business trip.

Chu Qingyan was also free.

She soon adapted to the days when she went to and from work as usual, with servants to wait on her and food to eat and dress.

Living in Kang Wenyuan's mansion and enjoying his luxurious massage bathtub, Chu Qingyan even hoped that he wouldn't come back, then she can continue to enjoy her freedom in peace.

However, after the freshness had passed, Chu Qingyan's heart was often empty when faced with such a huge mansion.

Chu Qingyan did not know why she remembered Kang Wenyuan's departure time so clearly. Fifty days had passed so quickly.

She was soaking in the bathtub as she held the water and sprinkled it into the air. Water continued to pour down, falling onto her head, her face, picking it up and sprinkling it down again and again.

Chu Qingyan's skin, after soaking in the bath, was white and rosy, giving off a pearl-like luster.

She stood up in the bathtub and stepped out, but her feet slipped.

"Ahh …" She screamed and fell into the water, which flooded over her in an instant.

Chu Qingyan instinctively struggled as she grabbed the edge of the bathtub, trying to get up. At this moment, a pair of powerful hands pulled her out of the water.

"Cough cough …" "Cough cough …"

After choking on the water, Chu Qingyan started to cough out loud.

She lay listlessly on the edge of the bathtub, coughing and panting.

"Idiot!" The cold and distant bass voice reached her ears. Chu Qingyan looked up in fright. Kang Wenyuan's handsome face was very close to hers, with a faint blush on it.

She thought the person who pulled her up was a nanny, she didn't expect it to be Kang Wenyuan, whom she hadn't seen for 50 days.

Didn't they say that they would be away for two months?

Why did he come back earlier?

Chu Qingyan was not mentally prepared to face Kang Wenyuan, not to mention that she was wearing nothing at all.

She stuck closely to his body. His clothes were soaked by the water from her body, sticking tightly to his skin, sketching out the curves of his vigorous body.

She could smell the strong smell of alcohol coming from his breath. His breathing became heavier and heavier, and his heartbeat became heavier and heavier. She could feel Kang Wenyuan's muscles tightening to the point that they were like iron sheets.

Chu Qingyan's heart was flustered. She subconsciously covered her chest and said with a red face, "You go out, I … "I want to put on my clothes …"

"It would look better if I didn't wear it."

His voice was hoarse like a broken zither. The force of the hand around Chu Qingyan's waist unconsciously increased. On his palm, there was a ball of fire, burning her skin.

"But …" She wasn't ready to share the bed with him yet.

"Don't talk!"

Kang Wenyuan picked up Chu Qingyan by her waist. In his arms, she was like a cute little kitten, light to the point that she weighed nothing.

"Let me down, we should have a good talk, wait... "Don't do that..."

Kang Wenyuan ignored Chu Qingyan's protest and bent over to put her in the middle of the bed.

His elbow was on her ear, and the weight of his body did not fall at once.

"About what?" He asked hoarsely, something flowing inside his body, but he pressed it down.

"I think we can cultivate our feelings first. We can only do that sort of thing more naturally when we're more familiar with each other, don't you think?" Chu Qingyan was terrified that Kang Wenyuan would force himself on her.

Through the trousers, she could feel his heat, and the passion that was waiting to be unleashed.

She panicked even more.

Her clear eyes were like those of a newborn deer, full of curiosity and fear for the world.

"You know how long I am, and I know how deep you are. Are you not familiar enough?"

The exposed words came out of Kang Wenyuan's mouth naturally. There was a faint smile on his lips that carried a charm that could charm a person's heart.

"I'm talking about familiarity in other areas. Other than your name and appearance, I know nothing about you. Although you are my husband, the feeling you give me is similar to that of a stranger."

Chu Qingyan was a conservative woman. Her enthusiasm that night was just an accident. Deep down, she cared a lot about her virginity.

Although she had already married Kang Wenyuan, she still couldn't get through the trial of her heart.

She needed time.

Kang Wenyuan didn't care about her refusal. His kiss fell from the sky and landed on every part of Chu Qingyan's body.

The delicate kiss made her shiver.

"No, let go of me …" She reached out to him, to his lips, but to no avail.

Dark purple bruises were being sucked from her skin, strung together like a bright necklace at the base of her neck.

"Kang Wenyuan... Let go of me. "Let me go …" With all her strength, Chu Qingyan's heart-wrenching roar was immediately filled with the faint taste of blood.

"Enough, stop arguing!" He suddenly raised his head from her body. His brows were tightly knitted, his eyes were dark, and his face still wore the same indifferent expression.

Chu Qingyan was shocked. She closed her mouth and looked at him timidly.

She pressed her trembling hands against his chest and shyly shifted her gaze away. She was so scared that she didn't dare to meet his gaze. She pursed her dry lips and said with difficulty, "Please let me go."