Two-Faced Husband, Have Some Decency!

”Start the car. Let’s go home first, okay,” she blushed. Her voice, lodged in her heart, was almost a whisper. She could barely hear herself.

He pressed against her lips and let out a guttural chuckle. It sounded like the echoing vibrations of a Guqin, low and beautiful.

”Can’t take it anymore? You want it too?” he teased.

”Shameless! I want to go home and eat!” Song Yu retorted. His teasing laughter told her that he did not believe a word she had said, and his usual austere features now took on a radiant petulance.

Song Yu could not help but giggle. She kissed him once more, marveling in the realization that, even if she were to turn the world over, she would never find one such as he.

His handsome and solemn expression took on a childlike youthfulness when he smiled. Likewise, his cavalier disposition dissipated the moment he spoke, his sacrilegious words betraying him.

Between passionate kisses, he guided her hand to his erect member. His voice was hoarse as he whispered in her ear. ”Since I can’t take it anymore, you’ll be the one who’s going to bear it all when we get back!”

Song Yu choked. She was unable to pull away from his shaft. Her palm, a deep red, felt as if it had been set ablaze.

”Don’t fool around. Can you drive like this?” Song Yu became worried. She had not anticipated such an extreme reaction, not when they this far from home.

”Would you like to help me?” asked Qi Chengzhi, anchoring her hand to him.

Song Yu’s face turned completely red, and she grabbed his wrist to prevent him from any further encouragements. In the end she was able to break free of him. Pushing him away, she said, ”Just drive!”

The drive home made her consider, twice, driving herself. It would be even more troublesome if he decided to get all frisky later on.

Qi Chengzhi locked her in a tight, rocking embrace. Inhaling her scent, he buried his head in her neck. After he had had his fill, he set her free.

Once seated, he refastened his seat belt. Although, it took him quite a while before he was able to calm the raging fire and drive away.

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Finally, they reached the house. As Song Yu opened the door, Qi Chengzhi restlessly stood behind her, grazing her body.

Aunt Yang had been cooking when they entered.

Qi Chenzhi kept close to her as she walked in. He hugged her from behind and kissed her, straining to do so due to the awkward angle. He licked the corner of her lips, before cupping her face and kissing her.

Song Yu did not even have the chance to take off her shoes when she felt him pick her up. He cupped her derriere as he pushed himself between her thighs. His other hand pressed the back of her head and he began kissing with heightened intensity.

”Ahem!” came an awkward cough. It was not a sound that would normally be heard at home. Startled, Song Yu jumped, knocking Qi Chenzhi to the ground in her panic.

Song Yu turned and spotted a group of people standing there since God-knows-when. Yan Beicheng, Qi Chenglin, and Chu Zhaoyang were there, and Qi Chenglin was even covering Qi Youxuan’s eyes.

”Why are all of you here?” Qi Chengzhi was still holding on to Song Yu’s waist refusing to let go. The group just had to be there when the couple was having some fun getting it on. Qi Chengzhi’s looked infuriated, albeit he did not seem ashamed getting caught.

On the other hand, Embarrassment filled Song Yu, and she dared not even lift her head. She felt so undignified and so ashamed that she did not know what to do. She did not even have the courage to look at them. So, she looked down, grabbed both her and Qi Chengzhi’s slippers, and proceeded to slip them on.

Qi Chengzhi then took off his shoes, which Song Yu placed into the shoe cabinet.

”Sir, Miss, you’re back!” Aunt Yang brought out some tea. Qi Chengzhi counted the cups and noticed that there were an extra two.

”With nothing to do tonight, us bros got together and decided to come here for some games,” Yan Beicheng said. He looked pleased as his eyes darted from Song Yu to Qi Chengzhi. ”We’re always at my place, the Red Roof Club. It doesn’t feel meaningful anymore. So, since everyone was curious about how you two are living together, we wanted to come by and have a look.”

The doorbell rang as soon as he completed his sentence. Before Qi Chengzhi could wonder who it was, Yan Beicheng proclaimed, ”I’m guessing that’s Wei Ziqi and the family.”

Qi Chengzhi cocked an eyebrow. These people barged into his house without having the decency to give him a heads up. Not only that, everyone from the group was here.