12dz Chapter 435: Saved by a fierce and rough boss
Chapter 435: Saved by a fierce and rough boss
After Wen Yang returned to the room, he rolled over and over on the big red bed several times before he calmed down a little. Finally, he buried his face in the pillow and calmed down a little.
It was clearly the room where she had always lived, but now it was covered in festive red.
There were two red candles burning by the bed, and the bright flames flickered in the dim room, just like her uneasy heart at the moment.
I don’t know how long he buried himself in the pillow before Wen Yang finally calmed down.
She propped herself up and stood up from the bed, trying to tidy up the bed that had just been messed up by her rolling around.
However, as her hand just brushed the sheets, she heard the sound of the wooden door of the room opening.
Wen Yang sat on the bed and subconsciously looked back, and saw Cheng Zheng standing at the door.
He had obviously just taken a shower, and his damp hair was still dripping with water vapor.
She was wearing the same festive red pajamas as Wen Yang, but the pajamas fit Wen Yang well, but were very tight on him.
The originally loose and silky pajamas were tightly attached to Cheng Zheng's well-defined muscles, and the buttons on the chest looked like they were about to burst at any time due to being "unable to bear the weight".
Seeing this, Wen Yang swallowed subconsciously, and the sound of his throat rolling was particularly clear in such a quiet scene.
Cheng Zheng saw Wen Yang sitting on the bed, staring at him motionlessly, as if infatuated, so he chuckled and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wen Yang was startled, and quickly withdrew his gaze, whispering, "Nothing."
At the same time, she secretly blamed her mother in her heart. It was all because of what her mother said to her before taking a bath. Now she felt envious whenever she saw Cheng Zheng.
What Wen Yang didn't know was that her shy and timid look was also very alluring in Cheng Zheng's eyes.
From the moment he opened the door, Cheng Zheng's eyes were drawn to her.
Wen Yang's long black hair was draped behind her head, contrasting with her red pajamas, highlighting her snow-white skin. The blush on her cheeks made her look even more rosy.
The pajamas she was wearing were clearly a loose fit, but they were specially designed to be slimmed down at the waist, making a certain part of her slender waist more prominent.
Cheng Zheng's Adam's apple rolled, and the next second, he had already strode to the bed.
Wen Yang felt some movement beside her, and when she turned around, she found that Cheng Zheng was already beside her.
"you......"
Before she could even utter a word, she saw the figure in front of her leaning down and forcing her to lie flat on the bed. Before she could even scream, she was kissed on the lips.
The kiss was wild and fierce, as if he had no intention of giving her any room to breathe.
She wanted to push Cheng Zheng away and complain that he didn't even ask for her consent before kissing her.
But on second thought, they have already held their wedding banquet and are already a real husband and wife. It would seem a bit awkward to dwell on those things.
Thinking of this, Wen Yang obediently closed his eyes and began to respond to Cheng Zheng's kiss.
Just as the two were kissing passionately, Cheng Zheng suddenly stood up.
Wen Yang looked at the figure before her. The familiar silhouette, shimmering in the light and shadow, felt almost dreamlike. She frowned slightly and asked softly, "What's wrong?"
Cheng Zheng stared at the person beneath him. Seeing Wen Yang's hazy eyes and the glistening water on his lips, he curled the corners of his lips and leaned over to whisper hoarsely in Wen Yang's ear, "It's time to move on to the next step."
Immediately afterwards, Cheng Zheng's head moved down two inches, and his thin lips mischievously grabbed the button of Wen Yang's pajamas. With a little force, the button came loose.
From Cheng Zheng's perspective, he could just see the lingerie with delicate lace.
Looking at the beautiful scenery in front of him, Cheng Zheng's eyes couldn't help but become more passionate.
He stretched out a finger and gently traced it in circles along the lace pattern.
The moment his fingertips touched her skin through the thin lace, Wen Yang felt as if a weak electric current was released from Cheng Zheng's fingertips, making her feel numb and itchy, which made her tremble slightly.
Noticing Wen Yang's subtle movement, Cheng Zheng's smile deepened.
He ran his fingers along the edge of the lace towards the center, then pressed down mischievously.
"Hmm..." Wen Yang felt as if he was hit by a strong electric current. His body tensed up and he bit his lower lip lightly with his teeth, trying to suppress the scream that was almost out of control.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Zheng had no intention of letting her go. He placed his hands on either side of her body, and asked with a half-smile on his face, "Wife, do you like it?"
As he spoke, Cheng Zheng's fingers were spinning around.
The rounds of numbness made Wen Yang feel as if his entire brain had crashed.
"You...don't...I...don't..." The intermittent voice was almost difficult to piece together into a coherent sentence.
Cheng Zheng knew what Wen Yang wanted to say, but he pretended not to understand and asked hoarsely, "Should I stop?"
Although he asked this, his hands did not stop moving at all.
Seeing Wen Yang trying so hard to suppress her shame and trembling, unable to speak, Cheng Zheng whispered in Wen Yang's ear, knowingly asking, "Wife, why don't you say anything?"
"Wife, are you feeling unwell?"
"Wife, should we stop...?"
The word "wife" echoed in Wen Yang's ears like a magic spell, making her mind very confused.
She looked up shyly and found that the desire in Cheng Zheng's eyes was like a burning fireball, which would explode into a raging fire at the first opportunity.
Under such gaze, Wen Yang felt as if he was on fire.
In addition, Cheng Zheng's hands were always restless on her, and Wen Yang suddenly felt a sense of unwillingness to admit defeat.
She bit her lower lip, a hint of stubbornness flashed in her eyes, and she reached out and gently touched the Adam's apple of the man in front of her...