Chapter 63: The Proud Scholar x Elite Lawyer 21

Lovers’ Hotel.

The night outside was deep and heavy, while inside, the atmosphere was filled with endless passion.

Xie Qingjia frantically kicked his legs, but his long, fair limbs were quickly caught again.

Oberon’s gaze was piercing, as if he wanted to see right through Xie Qingjia.

He narrowed his eyes in delight, “Baby, you look so beautiful like this.”

Xie Qingjia was on the verge of tears.

He trembled as he tried to crawl away, only to be effortlessly pulled back by Oberon.

“Let me go…”

Oberon gripped those legs tightly, his eyes locked on Xie Qingjia as if he wanted to etch him into his heart.

“Baby, you can’t go back on your word.”

He kissed Xie Qingjia’s red lips, “You left me at home for so many days. Can’t you at least comfort me and ease my worries?”

Xie Qingjia thought: Karma came way too fast!

His husband was gentle, considerate, and exceptionally capable.

But this guy in bed was terrifying, making him want to bite him to death.

Oberon caressed that slender waist, his voice low as he spoke, “Baby, when you go back after this vacation, you have to promise to come home at least twice a week. You absolutely cannot disappear on me again.”

Xie Qingjia frowned with a complicated expression, as if he didn’t want to part with his work.

He said with difficulty, “I…”

“I can’t promise that.”

When he was busy, how could he possibly keep track of anything else? How could he come home on time?

Oberon fiercely kissed his lips, the intensity of his attack even more ferocious than before.

“If you don’t agree today, I’ll keep going.”

Hearing this, Xie Qingjia struggled desperately, only to be pinned down by Oberon, unable to move.

“Honey, can we talk this out properly?”

He really couldn’t take it anymore (﹏)

He was like Sun Wukong in the palm of Buddha’s hand, unable to escape no matter what.

Although Oberon was tall, handsome, with eight-pack abs and well-endowed, he had no desire to appreciate this man right now.

“Agree first,” Oberon stared unblinkingly at Xie Qingjia, “Baby, you can’t always leave me alone in an empty house, can you?”

Xie Qingjia gasped lightly, speaking intermittently, “I… I promise, just stop… stop already…”

Oberon licked his lips in satisfaction, but his eyes were still as fierce as if he wanted to devour Xie Qingjia whole. He left another mark on Xie Qingjia’s neck, eliciting a sweet moan from his wife.

“Mmm, why aren’t you done yet?” Xie Qingjia glared at the shameless Oberon, his fists clenched as if he wanted to punch him to death.

Oberon grabbed Xie Qingjia’s wrists, gazing at him with infatuation, and said softly, “Baby, tonight is our world for two. You promised, and what’s promised must be delivered.”

He reached out to grip Xie Qingjia’s struggling legs, caressing the smooth, fair skin.

“Don’t rush, the night is still long…”

Xie Qingjia stopped struggling, completely drained, like a wilting red flower, sprawled on the bed as his partner slowly consumed him.

“Ugh, you’re just insatiable!”

His throat let out a low, hoarse moan, his forehead hair damp with sweat and sticking to his face, revealing an unprecedented, alluring beauty.

“Yes, baby, you really understand me.”

Oberon indulged without restraint, his arms wrapping around Xie Qingjia in a possessive embrace, like a spider king ensnaring its prey.

He spun a dense web of desire, dragging his most beloved prey into it.

He allowed no resistance from his prey, even leaving vivid marks on their body, letting everyone know that this person was taken. No one else could even think about making a move on his wife.