Chapter 8

The man’s kisses were fierce and urgent.

Different from his cold and restrained demeanor during the day, Sheng Qing at that moment was wild like a beast.

At the age of twenty-eight, having abstained for so many years, once he indulged, he couldn’t hold back anymore.

Over the years, there had been women throwing themselves at him, but seeing their fake smiles and heavy makeup disgusted him.

After a moment, Sheng Qing released Luo Wan, his eyes full of desire, gazing tenderly at the girl in his arms.

Suddenly, he bent down, lifting her up and carrying her towards the sofa.

Luo Wan’s legs weakened from the kisses, her cheeks flushed, her eyes filled with ripples, and she could only passively hold onto the man’s neck.

Then she felt herself being placed on the sofa, as the man’s sturdy body descended upon her like a storm.

Luo Wan’s trembling body was overwhelmed by the kisses, a sensation of indescribable itchiness rising within her.

The night was long, and the two immersed themselves in their wedding night.

In fact, it wasn’t just the man who enjoyed this feeling; Luo Wan found herself somewhat attached to it as well.

Until the early hours of the morning, Sheng Qing reluctantly released the girl who had fallen asleep.

He picked her up from the sofa and took her to the bathroom.

After a simple cleanup, he…

He held her in his arms and fell asleep.

Having experienced intimacy for the first time, and then two consecutive nights, even the best body couldn’t hold up.

Luo Wan slept straight through until nearly noon the next day.

She didn’t know when the man had already left.

Lying in bed, Luo Wan didn’t even have the strength to turn over; her muscles all over her body felt disobedient.

Her stomach kept grumbling.

She hadn’t eaten anything since last night, and after being forced to cooperate with the man all night, she was now starving.

In order not to starve, she had to force herself to get up and find something to eat.

“Gah!”

As soon as her feet touched the ground, a wave of soreness spread throughout her body. Luo Wan sucked in a breath, almost falling to the ground.

She couldn’t help but curse at a certain culprit in her heart.

Struggling to get up, she leaned against the wall and the railing, slowly making her way downstairs.

Although the villa was empty yesterday, there was now a group of people standing in the living room.

Seeing her coming down, they all bowed in greeting.

“Good morning, madam.”

Luo Wan was startled, afraid of being noticed. She didn’t even care about the pain in her body and stood up straight, trying to act normal.

She smiled awkwardly.

“When did you all arrive?”

The leader was a middle-aged man in his forties, who stepped forward and spoke, “We’re from the old estate. The young master arranged for us to come at seven.”

“I’m the housekeeper here, my surname is Wang,” he said, pointing to a woman of similar age beside him. “This is my wife, surnamed Li. She’s in charge of the meals in the villa, while the rest of us handle the villa’s cleanliness and landscaping.”

“We’ll be here for the long term from now on. Madam, please feel free to give us any instructions.”

Luo Wan just wanted to find something to eat now and nodded casually to show she understood.

Then she asked, “Is there any food?”

“Yes, yes, the young master instructed us to have meals ready at all times. He said madam might get hungry when she wakes up.”

Auntie Li went straight to the kitchen, and the others began to busy themselves.

Luo Wan sat at the table, drinking porridge and pondering.

This man was actually quite attentive; even in his high position, he still cared about these small details.

Especially when she woke up this morning, there was no sticky feeling on her body, and a certain area was still cool, indicating that someone had helped her bathe and even applied ointment.