Love and Desire Inseparable (Arranged Marriage to Love B*SM) - Chapter 5

The bed in the master bedroom was very large, at least 2.2 meters wide. Although they had just become one, they now lay apart. Peng Jie leaned against the bed, holding his phone with one hand, checking his messages, and replying to a few before preparing to sleep.

Xiao Xiao felt uncomfortable. The semen that had just been inside her seemed to be flowing out, now sticking to her thighs, and her buttocks felt sticky, as if a lot had leaked out. When the man finished replying to his messages and went to the bathroom to shower, he didn’t take her with him.

Much later, Xiao Xiao realized that at that moment, Peng Jie also wanted her to get pregnant as soon as possible, ideally in one go, to avoid the hassle of pretending.

The man’s phone kept vibrating. Xiao Xiao saw it was a call and wanted to take it to him, but she accidentally answered it.

“Mr. Peng, today’s cooperation was very pleasant, but I seem to have left an earring in your restroom. Can I come by next week to pick it up?”

A subtle expression of love.

Xiao Xiao was at a loss, and the other person, thinking the signal was bad, asked again:

“Mr. Peng, can you hear me? Is anyone there?”

At that moment, the man, wrapped in a towel, came out, his long legs and narrow waist still dripping with water. He saw Xiao Xiao holding his phone, looking flustered.

The man frowned but didn’t say anything. He just took the phone, saw who it was, and didn’t avoid speaking:

“Hello, the signal was bad earlier.”

“Yes, you can come by next week at the same time to pick it up.”

“Yes, goodnight.”

From the man’s expression, Xiao Xiao, who had grown up in the Xiao family and was adept at reading her father’s moods, could tell he was displeased. She was about to explain, but he spoke first:

“Xiao Xiao, just this once.”

“No, I… I wanted to bring it to you, but I accidentally answered it… She didn’t say anything… I didn’t speak…”

But Peng Jie just took the phone, kissed the girl lightly on the lips, and went back to his side, putting the phone away without replying.

Xiao Xiao, who had been wronged twice in one day, felt uncomfortable with the stickiness under her buttocks. Her princess temper flared up:

“What do you mean? I said I didn’t mean to eavesdrop. I have no reason to. We’re just a superficial couple. I don’t want to interfere with your business.”

But Peng Jie, leaning against the bed, smiled at the girl whose mouth kept opening and closing, not too bothered by her sudden outburst. He just ruffled her hair and said:

“Xiao Xiao, you know that. We have an open marriage, and you’re free too. Go shopping tomorrow, the card has no limit.”

The touch of emotion she had felt a moment ago vanished with the man’s words, turning into a post-sex gift, even a reward for being willing to get pregnant. Xiao Xiao felt a lump in her throat, her chest tight, but she couldn’t find the words to retort.

Finally, she stubbornly stood up and went to the bathroom alone, her legs weak but determined to walk steadily, pretending to be unaffected. Then, under the shower, she let the water wash away everything the man had left inside her.

The cloudy white fluid mixed with the clear water, along with the lingering sensations from downstairs, disappeared down the drain.

When she came out, Xiao Xiao put on a goose-yellow nightgown of the same style and walked over to Peng Jie’s side, standing there without speaking first, just silently confronting him.

The man looked up from his phone, his eyes showing a hint of confusion and impatience, but he finally asked good-naturedly:

“What’s wrong?”

He was always smiling, but she now realized there was no smile in his eyes.

She didn’t like seeing him smile anymore.

The girl’s hand twisted the silk hem of her nightgown, and she coldly said:

“You sleep over there, that side is all wet.”

Peng Jie looked at the half of the bed with the blanket pulled back, revealing stains of semen. If it were one of his previous women, he could just get them a room or give them more money to leave. But with Xiao Xiao…

Forget it.

Peng Jie, who had also grown up surrounded by admirers, took a step back, especially after seeing the girl’s stubborn expression and slightly trembling legs. He felt a strange sense of guilt. He made room for her and slept on the other side, which smelled strongly of musk.

An angry Xiao Xiao lay down in the warm blanket, her nose filled with a familiar yet unfamiliar scent. So this was his smell… musk mixed with costus root, faintly mixed with her white tea-scented body wash.

Xiao Xiao curled up in the blanket, turning her back to the man and closing her eyes. Peng Jie saw this and decided to deal with the work he had received earlier in the morning. He gently put down his phone, turned off the light, seeming very gentlemanly and considerate, not minding the girl’s intrusion.

But soon, Peng Jie, who was starting to feel sleepy, found someone poking his back. He felt a bit helpless, not used to spending the night with someone, especially since he didn’t like being disturbed after turning off the light. So now, his voice had a cold, pressing tone:

“What’s wrong?”

The girl tugged at his arm, pulling him towards her. He had to turn around, trying to see the girl’s blurry outline in the darkness, and followed her pull, moving closer to her, suppressing his growing impatience.

“You’re not wearing any clothes, sleep closer, that side is very wet.”

Her buzzing voice in his ear sounded aggrieved, reminding him of the plush cat he had in his teens, which would knock over a water cup and then curl up in his arms, tickling his chin with its tail.

It was impossible to get angry.

Peng Jie simply moved to the center of the bed, pulling the girl into his arms, letting her back against him, her small buttocks nestled in his lower abdomen, enveloping her completely.

“Go to sleep, or the whole sheet will be wet soon.”

Feeling the hardness behind her, Xiao Xiao immediately stopped moving, feeling a mix of tension, annoyance, and warmth. It had been a long time since she had been held while sleeping. Her hands and feet were always cold when she slept alone, but now, the warmth spread from the heat source behind her to every part of her body.

The bed was filled with the scent of the two of them, a faint tea fragrance, and an occasional whiff of musk.

Falling asleep much faster than she imagined, Xiao Xiao entered dreamland, and Peng Jie, feeling the girl’s steady breathing, let go of her, as if everything that had just happened was just a social courtesy.

Just like how he always gave the perfect amount of warmth in social settings, creating an illusion of familiarity and intimacy.