Luo Qiangwei tilted her head back, gulped down some alcohol, and walked over to open the door.
Outside stood Luo Hongying, clutching a pink thermos, her delicately made-up face as exquisite as a porcelain doll's and her smile impeccably pleasant, "Shiche..."
Upon seeing who was at the door, her expression shifted slightly, but she maintained her smile, "It's your sister. Is Shiche here? I've come to bring him his medicine. He needs to take it every night before sleep."
"Isn't that him sitting over there? Seems like he's angry, though. No wonder he's so adorable. He mustn't have taken his medicine," Qiangwei said as she walked over, bending down to hook her arm around the man's neck before she sat on his lap.
Standing at the doorway, Luo Hongying clenched her hands!
She knew this bitch would seduce Shiche!
"Husband, your cousin is here for you. Don't be angry anymore," Qiangwei leaned against his chest, bringing the wine glass to his lips with the hand that held it, and murmuring offers to feed him, "Be good, have a bit of wine, and later I'll do it with you in your favorite position, okay?"
Moh Shiche squinted at her with a smile, his cheeks flushed red like the freshest apple, tempting one to lean in for a bite, arousing the desire to claim ownership.
Is this woman jealous?
This realization filled him with an inexplicable pleasure, and he actually tilted his head down to take a sip from the glass in her hand.
"You..." Luo Hongying could no longer bear to watch. In her mind, how could Moh Shiche be so intimate with Luo Hongying? She couldn't believe or accept it, "You two..."
"What about us?" Luo Qiangwei looked at her askance and puzzled, "Cousin, why such a surprised look? Isn't all this just what married couples do?"
Hongying bit down hard on her teeth, her pretty face turning red, clearly restraining herself, but in her eyes, Qiangwei saw deeply embedded jealousy she could understand.
Looking at it... was truly satisfying.
Luo Qiangwei chuckled provocatively, "Since cousin has delivered the medicine, just leave it and go. Are you standing there because you want to watch us make love?"
Luo Hongying was so angry she was nearly ready to charge at her, but with Moh Shiche present, she did nothing. She placed the thermos on the cabinet by the door and ran off, covering her mouth.
That delicate figure and her movements... were indeed enough to arouse a man's compassion and protective urge to rush over and pamper her.
Luo Qiangwei raised an eyebrow, about to get off the man, when her waist was encircled by a strong arm, "Where are you going?"
"Making room for you," she said with a laugh, "Your coy beauty ran off, aren't you going to chase her?"
The man gazed at her profoundly, "Waiting to do what married couples should."
Qiangwei frowned slightly, merely shifted a bit and immediately felt something hard and burning... pressing against her thigh.
She was startled for half a second before realizing what it was, "You..."
Moh Shiche looked at her, his voice exceptionally husky, "Now's your chance, let's see how long it is, shall we?"
How long was he going to harp on that sentence...
"Now..." Qiangwei tapped his chest lightly with her hand, speaking coyly, "But just now your cousin came for you, and suddenly I'm so disgusted I've lost all interest,"
As she spoke, she leaned in and planted a kiss on his handsome face, "Be good, let's sleep first. A woman short on sleep ages, but a man becomes slow and impotent, oh."
After saying this, she got up from him, tilted her head back to finish the wine in her glass, then walked to the big bed, flipped back the covers, and lay down on her side.
Moh Shiche found himself somewhat lost in the kiss she left on him, and upon snapping back to reality, his tall figure rose abruptly and he strode to the bedside, "Luo Qiangwei!"