Madam Li’s Identity Is Exposed Again!

Chi Enen didn’t know when she had ended up on the bed, let alone when all her clothes had been removed. She whimpered like a small animal, her eyes misty with moisture, and with great effort, she lifted her arms and hooked them around the man’s neck.

The arrogant man had sweat on his forehead, fine beads of it rolling down his taut jawline, tracing his Adam’s Apple and slender neck, and from his firm chest, the drops fell onto the bedsheet. Utterly, hopelessly sexy!

Her abdomen was already scorching and taut, every cell in her body clamoring for more. Li Beijue rolled his Adam’s Apple with restraint, controlling his domineering impulse and hoarsely asked, “Can I?”

Chi Enen’s rationality was fading away, like a small boat swaying on the vast sea, hit by wave after ferocious wave. Even though her consciousness was foggy, she knew the man before her was Li Beijue, not anyone else, but Li Beijue.

She held on tightly to the man’s neck, the very man who in the last moment of restraint asked for her consent, curling her body close to his.

So hot.

The room wasn’t warm, so why was she feeling so overheated?

Her actions, no doubt, were an encouragement. Li Beijue dove in, entering the warm, tight embrace.

“Ah…” Chi Enen hadn’t been with him for a long time, and that place was already terribly raw. Even though he had tried his best with the foreplay, Chi Enen couldn’t help crying out in pain.

It was a pity her cry came too late, as Li Beijue’s eyes had already been eroded by possessiveness. He bent over to seal her lips and moved.

…

After the storm had passed,

Chi Enen was so exhausted that she fell into a deep sleep.

Li Beijue kissed her forehead, got up, carried her into the bathroom, quickly cleaned her up, then put her back on the bed and tucked the quilt around her.

“Hmm?” The sleeping person seemed to be restless, not sure if she was disturbed by him or if she was just not sleeping well. She grunted, frowned, and seemed to be having a bad dream.

Li Beijue’s falcon-like eyes flashed ominously as he climbed into bed beside Chi Enen and took her into his arms.

*

Noon sunlight streamed through the floor-to-ceiling glass window. Chi Enen turned over, straining the sore muscles on her body, and suddenly woke up, only to find that there was no one beside her.

Chi Enen propped up her aching body and sat up, feeling dry and comfortable all over, without even a sticky sensation.

Strange… She remembered passing out last night; could it be that Li Beijue had bathed her?

The thought of last night’s searing scenes made her cheeks burn hot.

She got up, found a clean set of clothes to wear, completed her wash-up, dabbed some powder over the hickeys on her neck, and then left the room to head downstairs.

Downstairs was bustling with noise. As soon as Chi Enen came downstairs, she saw Bae Chi sitting cross-legged on the sofa, playing with an iPad. She sat down next to the little guy and was about to ask what was going on when he turned his head away, ignoring her.

Just then, the sound of a man’s furious voice came from the kitchen.

“You should have said to put the oil in first.”

“Where’s the sugar, where did you put the sugar?”

“Didn’t you say to let it stew for 5 minutes? Chicken, chicken, chicken, give me the chicken…”

“Master Jue, you bought the wrong thing, it’s a duck.”

“…” Li Beijue’s eyebrows knotted together, and with disdain, he lifted the lump of meat on the table, and glared at him, “Why didn’t you speak up earlier!”

“I thought Master Jue was going to make Beer Duck.”

“They both have a head and a butt, how would I know if it’s a chicken or a duck!”