After the flash marriage, the abstinent president embraces his wife and pampers her every day

As night fell, the neon lights of the city flickered outside the window, and the hustle and bustle of the city seemed to be isolated from this quiet space. Lin Qian and Lu Jingshen walked into the hotel door in silence, but their breathing seemed to have gradually begun to intertwine, and the air was filled with an indescribable ambiguous atmosphere. The moment the elevator door closed, Lin Qian's heartbeat began to accelerate, and she unconsciously moved closer to Lu Jingshen, feeling the familiar breath on him.

When the elevator door opened at their floor, Lu Jingshen naturally put his arm around Lin Qian's waist and led her to their room. Lin Qian looked up at him with a gleam in her eyes. Although she didn't say anything, the tacit understanding between the two was self-evident.

As soon as they entered the room, before the door was closed, Lu Jingshen gently pressed Lin Qian against the wall at the entrance. He didn't turn on the lights, and only the faint city lights came in through the gaps in the curtains, outlining the silhouettes of the two people. Lu Jingshen's hand gently stroked Lin Qian's cheek, his fingertips wandering on her skin, causing a slight shudder. Lin Qian closed her eyes slightly, feeling the warmth of his palm and the touch of his fingertips.

"Qianqian baby, you are so beautiful..." Lu Jingshen whispered, his voice low and magnetic. His lips gently brushed across her forehead, the tip of her nose, and finally stopped at her lips. He did not rush to kiss her, but gently touched her lips with his, and their breaths mixed together. Such close contact made Lin Qian almost unable to resist, and her hands unconsciously climbed up his neck and her body moved closer.

At this moment, Lu Jingshen finally stopped restraining himself and leaned over to kiss her lips. This kiss was full of desire and tenderness, his lips and tongue delicately and lingeringly invaded every inch of her territory. Lin Qian's breathing gradually became rapid, and her hands tightly clung to his shoulders, as if she wanted to give herself to him completely.

Lu Jingshen's hands moved down along her back, caressing every inch of her skin. His fingers deftly unbuttoned her clothes, and a chill instantly invaded her. Lin Qian couldn't help but tremble slightly. Feeling her reaction, Lu Jingshen's lips curled up into a faint smile, then he lowered his head, his lips wandered around her neck, his warm breath brought a burst of numbing sensation, as if leaving an invisible mark on her skin.

The two of them moved slowly. Before the warmth in the entrance dissipated, Lu Jingshen had already pushed her into the bathroom. He held her wrist with one hand and pressed her against the cold tile wall. With the other hand, he slowly stroked her waist and gently pulled her clothes off. Lin Qian felt the tile behind her was cold, while Lu Jingshen in front of her was as hot as a flame. Her body involuntarily moved closer to him, almost melting in his warmth.

The steam in the bathroom gradually rose. Lu Jingshen ran his fingers through her hair and lifted her face. He stared at her deeply and passionately, as if he wanted to see through her soul. Lin Qian's heartbeat was as rapid as a drum. She felt that her breath was almost swallowed by him, and her whole body was surrounded by his breath.

"Qianqian," he whispered her name, his voice full of deep emotion, "Do you know how much I miss... you?"

His voice was low and sexy. Lin Qian's heart trembled. She could hardly respond and could only express her feelings through actions. She stood on tiptoes and took the initiative to kiss his lips, pouring all her emotions into this kiss. Her kiss was passionate and eager, as if she wanted to erase all the distance between them in this way.

Lu Jingshen was ignited by her passion and responded more fiercely. He clasped her waist with his hands and pulled her close, leaving almost no gap between him and her. His kiss extended from her lips to her ears, his warm lips and tongue gently teasing her earlobe. Lin Qian couldn't help but let out a slight moan, and she was completely immersed in this blurred passion.

As time passed, the two moved from the bathroom to the sofa. Lu Jingshen picked her up, gently placed her on the sofa, and leaned over to kiss her neck. His fingers wandered over her skin, causing her to tremble, and Lin Qian's body gradually became soft under his touch. Her hands tightly grasped the edge of the sofa, trying to find a little support, and every movement of Lu Jingshen seemed to ignite the fire deep in her body, making her unable to extricate herself.

"Depth of field..." Lin Qian whispered softly, with a hint of shyness and desire in her voice. Her eyes were slightly closed, her face flushed, and the whole person seemed to be in a soft cloud.

Lu Jingshen's movements were more gentle and firm. His palms gently caressed every inch of her skin, as if he was on a gentle adventure. His kiss gradually extended from her neck to her shoulders, and he gently bit her collarbone, causing waves of numbness. Lin Qian felt as if she was completely conquered by him. Her body became soft and weak in his hands, as if she was only relying on him.

When they finally moved to the large and soft bed, the few remaining rays of light in the room seemed to become softer, adding a bit of warmth and fantasy to this private space. Lu Jingshen carefully put her down, his movements were so gentle as if she was the most precious treasure in the world. He slowly leaned over and put his body close to her. At that moment, the whole room was shrouded in his breath, a unique atmosphere mixed with male hormones and gentle emotions.

"Qianqian," he whispered softly, his voice low and magnetic, as if it could penetrate her heart, "Qianqian, you are mine, from now on, forever." His eyes were full of unquestionable firmness, but also contained deep tenderness and pampering, as if he wanted to absorb her entire soul into it.

Lin Qian looked up and met his deep eyes. The warmth in her heart instantly filled her whole body. She felt the deep affection and desire in his eyes, which was the gathering of his endless longing and love for her. She smiled slightly, with a happy light in her eyes, and nodded gently, responding to his affectionate confession with silent words.

"I am yours, Jingshen." She whispered softly, her voice full of tenderness and dependence. This sentence seemed to be a catalyst, making the love in Lu Jingshen's heart boil instantly. He could no longer suppress his inner excitement and kissed her lips again.

This time, the kiss was more passionate and affectionate than any other time before. His tongue gently pried open her teeth, and he lingered with her, as if he wanted to pour all his emotions into this kiss. His kiss was filled with more tenderness and warmth, as if he was telling her with his actions that her position in his heart was unmatched.

As the kiss deepened, their bodies became closer and closer, as if they were about to merge into one. Their hands wandered over each other's bodies, and every touch aroused a burst of electric pleasure. They forgot the passage of time, the hustle and bustle of the outside world, and were only immersed in this love that belonged only to them.

"Qianqian, I love you." Lu Jingshen whispered in her ear, his voice full of sincerity and affection. These words flowed into her heart like a warm current, making her feel extremely happy and satisfied. She hugged him tightly, as if she wanted to embed him into her body.

That night, they indulged themselves in each other's arms, enjoying the sweetness and passion brought by love. The room was filled with an ambiguous atmosphere, and every corner was left with traces of their love. Their breathing, heartbeats and even souls were intertwined at this moment, composing a soul-stirring love movement together.