My Wife Always Wants to Run Away - Chapter 53

Beneath the thin blanket, their breaths intertwined, the air faintly scented with the gardenia fragrance Jie Xiangyi had recently switched to. With each inhale and exhale, the scent enveloped them.

Tang Jinzhi’s mind, already clouded by desire, had long since lost its clarity. Her last shred of rationality had vanished the moment she hastily silenced her phone.

Jie Xiangyi radiated her allure effortlessly, every moment, every gesture. After enduring this for so long, Tang Jinzhi, now actively seduced by Jie Xiangyi, would have to slap herself on Jie Xiangyi’s behalf if she could still restrain herself.

“I didn’t…” Jie Xiangyi’s voice was soft and faint. These three words were all she could muster when she had no legitimate defense.

Having known her for so long, Tang Jinzhi understood her perfectly.

Her hand rested on Jie Xiangyi’s waist, gliding over the smooth silk fabric. Their body heat mingled as Tang Jinzhi pressed her palm firmly against the fabric. “If you like wearing this, then wear it from now on. I’ll pick them out for you.”

Jie Xiangyi detected the satisfaction and joy in Tang Jinzhi’s voice. So, it’s Tang Jinzhi herself who likes it.

Tang Jinzhi had her lower body pinned down, leaving her unable to move. The hand she had been pushing against Tang Jinzhi’s shoulder relaxed and reached back, her arms loosely circling Tang Jinzhi’s neck.

“Wife,” Jie Xiangyi murmured, her voice trembling slightly as she tugged Tang Jinzhi closer.

Tang Jinzhi bit down hard on her lower lip, suppressing the sound in her throat, afraid that if she spoke, she would lose control. She dared not open her mouth to answer Jie Xiangyi.

But the tense, burning atmosphere ignited instantly when Jie Xiangyi pressed a kiss to her cheek.

Already on the verge of breaking, Tang Jinzhi’s tightly wound restraint shattered completely. She lowered her head and pressed her lips heavily against Jie Xiangyi’s alluring red lips.

The air thickened with desire as Jie Xiangyi parted her lips to meet Tang Jinzhi’s long-suppressed, passionate kiss. Her lips were fiercely sucked, nibbled, and bitten—each bite light, yet each one betraying the hidden depths of Tang Jinzhi’s longing.

Jie Xiangyi reveled in Tang Jinzhi’s reckless abandon during their kisses.

She knew she had made the right decision tonight. Tang Jinzhi had no resistance against her at all.

How could Tang Jinzhi possibly escape from her grasp?

She would never let such a thing happen.

Jie Xiangyi hooked her fingers tightly around the nape of Tang Jinzhi’s neck, tilting her chin slightly to meet her. She nipped lightly at the corner of Tang Jinzhi’s lips, pausing the kiss for a moment. Seizing the opportunity, she slid her wet tongue across Tang Jinzhi’s lips, effortlessly entwining them.

Tang Jinzhi alternated between moments of clarity and complete surrender. Her palms grew increasingly hot, and the pent-up desire in her chest threatened to ignite the very air around them.

Their kiss deepened.

Jie Xiangyi willingly succumbed, clinging tightly to Tang Jinzhi, making escape impossible. But she had overestimated Tang Jinzhi’s resistance; Tang Jinzhi’s rationality had long since abandoned her, lost without a way back home.

Encouraged by this embrace, Tang Jinzhi hadn’t forgotten what Jie Xiangyi had worn to seduce her.

Her fingers tightened around Jie Xiangyi’s waist, causing the other woman to tremble slightly. Tang Jinzhi’s legs pressed against Jie Xiangyi’s, forcing them apart, and Jie Xiangyi instinctively held her breath.

The tension that had gripped her mind gradually dissipated with each lingering caress.

Jie Xiangyi felt like the skin on her thigh, where Tang Jinzhi was rubbing, was about to catch fire. She had never been so sensitive, nor had she ever felt such an urgent desire for Tang Jinzhi to move just a little higher.

But Tang Jinzhi stubbornly refused to do so.

Jie Xiangyi couldn’t endure such torment. Her focus shattered mid-kiss as Tang Jinzhi lightly licked her lips and pulled away, finally allowing her to breathe.

Their lips remained pressed together as Jie Xiangyi caught her breath, her rapid exhales brushing against Tang Jinzhi’s cheek. She tentatively lifted her recently teased leg, nudging it against Tang Jinzhi before quickly lowering it in embarrassment.

Jie Xiangyi loathed Tang Jinzhi’s restraint.

After just a kiss, their breathing had calmed for quite some time. Just as Jie Xiangyi was about to release Tang Jinzhi, thinking it was over, the still-panting woman pressed forcefully against her lips.

Jie Xiangyi’s eyes widened slightly as a more ferocious kiss descended. She was pinned against the soft pillows, her lips brutally bitten and sucked. The kiss quickly moved to her cheek, the soft flesh there also being sucked.

For the first time, she experienced Tang Jinzhi’s raw, dominant side.

The kiss landed heavily beside her ear.

Tang Jinzhi opened her mouth and gently bit Jie Xiangyi’s earlobe. The woman in her arms immediately trembled, her breathing deepening, a distinct tremor running through her.

Finally, it was more than just kisses. The moment Tang Jinzhi’s knee pressed against her, Jie Xiangyi’s long-held anxiety finally dissipated, replaced by a sense of relief after enduring prolonged torment.

She gripped the fabric in her hands and tugged upward, the knee pressing against her with relentless force. Tang Jinzhi hadn’t considered whether Jie Xiangyi could endure it; even she herself was on the verge of losing control.

I’ve been so gentle, Tang Jinzhi thought. I’ve restrained myself so much while kissing her. I didn’t even leave a row of red marks on her neck like she did on mine.

Jie Xiangyi clutched the back of Tang Jinzhi’s head, burying it against her chest. Her breath came in ragged gasps as her fingertips traced the still-damp bite mark on her collarbone, where Tang Jinzhi had just nipped her, leaving a lingering sting.

Gentle?

Wild. She really loves to bite.

The important thing was that Tang Jinzhi was still holding her, refusing to let go.

Jie Xiangyi felt waves of tremors coursing through her body, every ounce of strength drained by Tang Jinzhi’s relentless sucking.

Perhaps fearing another bite, her hand reached out, trying to make Tang Jinzhi release her.

Tang Jinzhi paused, her sucking motion halting. After a moment’s hesitation, she realized she understood Jie Xiangyi’s unspoken request and reluctantly lifted her head from Jie Xiangyi’s embrace.

Her hand, which had been resting on Jie Xiangyi’s waist, moved without hesitation to peel off the damp layer of clothing. Jie Xiangyi felt a sudden chill, her body stiffening instantly, every nerve tingling.

She didn’t have time to stop the overly clever Tang Jinzhi; her fingers only managed to snag a few strands of Tang Jinzhi’s hair.

The kiss landed unexpectedly, causing Jie Xiangyi’s back to arch involuntarily. Her body trembled uncontrollably, the sensation too intense, stimulating every nerve. Tang Jinzhi’s wet, soft tongue was searingly hot, licking with fervent intensity.

Jie Xiangyi’s breath caught in her throat, her body tensing rigidly, her fingers clenching tightly around Tang Jinzhi’s hair, while her other hand crumpled the bedsheets.

The scent filling her nostrils assaulted her senses. When Jie Xiangyi tugged at her hair, Tang Jinzhi paused, her lips still pressed against Jie Xiangyi’s skin. She opened her dazed eyes, her long lashes fluttering, before closing them again and resuming with even greater fervor.

Completely reckless and uninhibited, Tang Jinzhi didn’t care what “reason” was. Having not had her fill, Jie Xiangyi had no chance of pulling her away.

If you’re going to seduce me, you’ll have to pay the price.

Tang Jinzhi sucked with abandon, the wetness around her lips blurring the line between their mouths. Jie Xiangyi’s throat, parched from holding back for so long, felt raw, and her limbs went limp.

The night deepened.

Tang Jinzhi’s tongue went numb. She pressed a hand to her aching cheek and pushed herself up from the floor, casually wiping the dampness from half her face.

The kick that sent her tumbling off the bed must have been Jie Xiangyi’s last ounce of strength.

As soon as Tang Jinzhi sat back on the bed and reached for Jie Xiangyi, the figure wrapped in the blanket rolled away, evading her touch.

“Hey…” Tang Jinzhi panted, clutching her elbow where she’d hit the floor, her voice tinged with resentment.

She admitted she might have gone a tiny bit too far, but how could Jie Xiangyi just kick her off the bed like that? It was so humiliating!

Still unfamiliar with her surroundings, Tang Jinzhi groped for the light switch and flipped it on, flooding the room with daylight-bright illumination.

Her gaze remained fixed on Jie Xiangyi, who had already wrapped herself in a thin blanket. Her peripheral vision involuntarily drifted to the wine-red dress discarded in the corner of the bed, and…

Tang Jinzhi awkwardly averted her eyes, immediately scrambling onto the bed and tossing the two crumpled garments onto the headboard.

After being kicked off the bed, her rationality had returned. She believed she was now sufficiently sober, but when her eyes met Jie Xiangyi’s flushed face, her thoughts began to wander again.

Tang Jinzhi peeled back the blanket Jie Xiangyi had tightly wrapped around herself, her gaze settling on the damp, rosy corners of Jie Xiangyi’s eyes. She hadn’t forgotten Jie Xiangyi’s tearful plea for her to leave.

She really was crying.

Jie Xiangyi closed her eyes, too hurt to speak to Tang Jinzhi.

She was extremely ticklish, especially on her legs. But what had Tang Jinzhi done?

Tang Jinzhi covered her mouth guiltily. After eating her fill to the point of near suffocation, she had pressed herself against Jie Xiangyi’s leg to catch her breath, and her lips had involuntarily planted two kisses.

She hadn’t expected such a simple gesture to provoke such a violent reaction from Jie Xiangyi, who had immediately recoiled from her. And then…

Tang Jinzhi pressed her forehead against Jie Xiangyi’s neck, nuzzling softly. In a low, conciliatory voice, she asked, “Should I take a look?”

Jie Xiangyi had no marks on her neck, but Tang Jinzhi was certain there were marks on her legs, even though she couldn’t see them.

She knew exactly how long she had forced Jie Xiangyi, who was resisting fiercely, to suck on her. The more Jie Xiangyi struggled, the harder Tang Jinzhi sucked, until she was finally kicked away.

Even Tang Jinzhi herself was curious.

Jie Xiangyi’s body trembled. After a long struggle to speak, her voice came out hoarse beyond recognition: “Get away…”

She still wants to look? Does Tang Jinzhi have no shame?!

Tang Jinzhi had no shame. She had already started pulling the blanket off Jie Xiangyi. She immediately regretted turning off the lights—she couldn’t see anything!

Jie Xiangyi, already exhausted, couldn’t resist Tang Jinzhi’s strength. The blanket was quickly pulled back, revealing a corner.

Jie Xiangyi opened her eyes, her tear-streaked gaze glaring at Tang Jinzhi. Her face flushed crimson, and her attempt at a fierce glare only made her look utterly adorable. Tang Jinzhi’s heart surged. She immediately stopped pulling the blanket and leaned down to shower Jie Xiangyi’s eyelids with frantic kisses.

Now that she had abandoned all restraint, she was acting purely on impulse.

Jie Xiangyi, her eyes squeezed shut from the relentless kisses, could only think, Tang Jinzhi doesn’t even need to seduce me. Getting her worked up is easier than breathing.

After Tang Jinzhi’s relentless teasing, Jie Xiangyi reluctantly allowed her back under the covers.

Refusal was futile. She lacked the strength to cling to the blanket, and her pride, however fragile, wouldn’t allow her to be completely exposed. To avoid having the blanket yanked away, she had no choice but to let Tang Jinzhi in.

Turning her back to Tang Jinzhi, Jie Xiangyi remained oblivious to the profound impact of her simple gesture.

Tang Jinzhi’s gaze remained glued to Jie Xiangyi’s pale back, her eyes bold and unrestrained after their earlier encounter.

A heavy kiss landed on Jie Xiangyi’s back, causing her to gasp. She tried to turn around, but Tang Jinzhi’s arms tightened around her, pinning her in place.

A sharp, stinging sensation spread across her back as Tang Jinzhi began sucking again…

Only when Tang Jinzhi herself was gasping for breath did she finally release Jie Xiangyi.

Jie Xiangyi felt Tang Jinzhi’s presence clinging to every inch of her skin. Tang Jinzhi felt the same, as if she were completely enveloped in Jie Xiangyi’s scent. She pressed her nose greedily against Jie Xiangyi’s neck, inhaling deeply again and again, savoring the moment.

After resting for a while and regaining some strength, Jie Xiangyi wanted to get up and take a shower.

But…

After agonizing for a long time, Jie Xiangyi pushed Tang Jinzhi’s head away and said in a hoarse voice, “Turn around and close your eyes.”

Tang Jinzhi grinned mischievously. “Why? Wife? You’re my wife, you know! Wife, wife, wife—why can’t I look? Wif—”

Jie Xiangyi clamped her hand over Tang Jinzhi’s mouth.

Seeing Jie Xiangyi gritting her teeth, Tang Jinzhi’s eyes curved into crescent moons with laughter.

She hadn’t actually intended to tease Jie Xiangyi so much and quickly turned around.

In truth, she had no real intention of looking; she wasn’t that bold after all.

Jie Xiangyi sighed in relief. Tang Jinzhi’s gaze had felt like it was about to set her on fire.

She threw back the covers, quickly sat up, and planted her bare feet on the floor. Still unaware of the problem, she stood up. But as soon as she took a step, her knees buckled, and she gasped, collapsing back onto the bed.

How could a body weakened for so long support legs that had just endured torment and were still trembling, her knees having gone soft again?

Hearing the commotion, Tang Jinzhi immediately turned, her eyes filled with concern as she asked Jie Xiangyi, “What’s wrong?”

Still dazed, Jie Xiangyi stiffened, afraid to even turn her head. Her face flushed crimson as she gritted her teeth and forced herself to say, “N-nothing. Don’t look.”

Tang Jinzhi’s gaze had already been drawn in. With a soft sigh, she wrapped her arms around Jie Xiangyi’s back, her voice gentle as she whispered near her ear, “Shall I carry you over?”

Jie Xiangyi closed her eyes, her face burning with shame. After a brief struggle, she was carried to the adjacent bath by Tang Jinzhi.

As Tang Jinzhi lowered Jie Xiangyi into the water, her ink-dark pupils seemed to clear slightly. Compared to Jie Xiangyi’s raw, desperate longing, Tang Jinzhi felt only a sense of fulfillment.

Jie Xiangyi had been kissed and carried all the way to the bath.

The journey, which should have taken less than half a minute, had taken Tang Jinzhi several minutes.

She knew Tang Jinzhi couldn’t resist temptation.

I shouldn’t have let her carry me!

Jie Xiangyi’s skin glowed with a faint pink hue. Tang Jinzhi sat by the edge of the bath for a long time, her fingertips pressing so hard against the rim that they turned white. Finally, unable to restrain herself, she slipped into the bath with a gasp from Jie Xiangyi.

“What are you doing?!” Jie Xiangyi clutched her chest, at a loss for words as she stared at the soaking wet Tang Jinzhi.

Tang Jinzhi pulled Jie Xiangyi into a hug, only speaking once she felt reassured. “I was sweating too much. I needed to wash off.”

Jie Xiangyi closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

Gritting her teeth, she demanded, “Could you at least take off your clothes before jumping in?”

Who just dives in like that?!

Tang Jinzhi reluctantly released Jie Xiangyi.

Under Jie Xiangyi’s watchful gaze—or rather, her forced supervision—Tang Jinzhi stripped herself bare.

Jie Xiangyi couldn’t bring herself to open her eyes.

She felt Tang Jinzhi’s brain had already reached its capacity. The girl was being so dense, staring at her without a shred of self-awareness.

After tossing her sopping pajamas by the pool, Jie Xiangyi cautiously cracked open an eye. But before she could even glimpse anything, Tang Jinzhi had already pulled her into a tight embrace, their soft bodies pressed intimately together. Jie Xiangyi’s face burned hotter with each passing moment, and she dared not move a muscle.

It felt wonderful, but their soak didn’t last long.

Tang Jinzhi, her rationality returning, was the first to leave. Well… it probably wasn’t exactly a hasty retreat.

After retrieving a set of pajamas for Jie Xiangyi, she fled again.

Jie Xiangyi changed back into her old pajamas. She had just glanced at her still-trembling legs, and… the mischief Tang Jinzhi had wrought on her thighs. She could hardly believe it.

It was so embarrassing she couldn’t even bear to look at it for more than a second.

When she returned to the room, Tang Jinzhi had already tidied up. As soon as Jie Xiangyi sat down, Tang Jinzhi came back from outside with a cup of warm water.

“Drink this quickly, or your throat will feel even worse tomorrow,” Tang Jinzhi said earnestly, handing her the cup.

Jie Xiangyi didn’t try to be brave. Her face flushed as she accepted the cup and lowered her head to take a sip.

Her obedient demeanor was too endearing to resist. Tang Jinzhi stared intently, then couldn’t help but lean in and kiss Jie Xiangyi’s cheek as she set down the cup.

The water in Jie Xiangyi’s mouth instantly tasted sweeter. After a moment’s thought, she returned the kiss, pressing her moist lips against Tang Jinzhi’s cheek.

Tang Jinzhi beamed, took the cup, and finished the remaining water before pulling Jie Xiangyi into a hug and lying down with her.

Though she desperately wanted to stay awake, Jie Xiangyi had to get up early the next day, and Tang Jinzhi couldn’t bear to exhaust her.

Early morning.

Jie Xiangyi silenced her alarm and sat up. She pounded her legs in shock, convinced that their lingering trembling must be due to her lingering nervousness.

It was only 7:30 AM, but Tang Jinzhi, already accustomed to it, wasn’t awakened by Jie Xiangyi’s alarm.

Approaching 8:00 AM, Jie Xiangyi, having finished her morning routine, stood by the bed with a new needle in hand.

Hesitation flickered across her face. If she gave Tang Jinzhi the injection now, she’d be late for work. After a moment’s thought, she placed the needle and alcohol on the bedside table, planning to administer it upon her return.

There was a hint of deliberate mischief in her actions.

Tang Jinzhi, waking up later, felt the same way.

She stared at the row of needles lying on the bedside table, then glanced down at her own hand, lost in thought.

Jie Xiangyi definitely did this on purpose!

Tang Jinzhi pounded the bed in anger, her sleepiness vanishing in a fit of pique. Her heart ached with resentment.

Jie Xiangyi was the one who couldn’t take it yesterday! She was the one who kicked me out of bed!

Taking several deep breaths to calm herself, Tang Jinzhi grabbed her phone and angrily tapped open her messages. Before she could even type a reply, she noticed several unread messages from Jie Xiangyi.

Half an hour earlier:

Wife, I’ve arrived at the office.

I’m the first one here!

You’ve never seen me in a suit before. I’ll show you when I get back. It feels so awkward; I hate wearing them.

Ten minutes earlier:

Wake up and come downstairs for breakfast.

Aunt Zhang said she’ll be back tonight, so we’re eating next door. Zhang Yueqi and Aunt will be joining us too.

If you’re meeting Yu Feishuang at home, you probably won’t be going out today, right?

And just now:

Wife, is this Sheng Yanzhi?

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I recognize her profile picture and username. She suddenly added me.

Can I roast her?

Tang Jinzhi remembered that she was the one who had given Sheng Yanzhi her new contact information.

She quickly replied, She asked Yu Feishuang for my new number, so I gave her yours. Add her and chat however you want.

The moment the message sent, Jie Xiangyi’s phone immediately rang.

Tang Jinzhi was surprised.

Jie Xiangyi’s voice came through the receiver, laced with amusement. “Wife.”

Tang Jinzhi mumbled a confused “Mm.”

“Shouldn’t CEO Jie be busy at this hour?” Tang Jinzhi took her phone into the bathroom, teasing with a smile, “How are you slacking off to call your wife?”

Around nine in the morning was usually when work started getting hectic. Tang Jinzhi hadn’t expected Jie Xiangyi to have time for casual conversation.

Jie Xiangyi’s voice turned haughty. “I have my own office. I can do whatever I want.”

Tang Jinzhi raised an eyebrow, glancing at the message Jie Xiangyi had sent earlier. “If I’m not going out and we’re eating next door tonight, shouldn’t you come home earlier? And when is Aunt arriving?”

They had arrived too late the previous night to disturb the neighbors, and Zhang Wanzhu wasn’t home anyway.

“Aunt isn’t sure when she’ll be here yet, but she’ll definitely arrive before dinner. I’ll be home promptly at five,” Jie Xiangyi replied with unwavering certainty.

She had no intention of slaving away alone in the office until all hours. If she couldn’t finish her work there, she’d just bring it home to her study, where Tang Jinzhi would keep her company.

Her wife loved writing late into the night, so working overtime at home was actually quite pleasant.

Little Xiangyi, with her meticulously planned schedule, had no idea her Aunt was standing outside her door, watching her.

And watching her for quite a while.

Xie Rujun scratched her cheek and turned to her secretary, who had been with her for years. “Didn’t all the younger generation in the family say Xiao Xiangyi was extravagant and ruthless? That she was a workaholic? Is that true?”

The secretary chuckled awkwardly. Based on the past few days’ observations, it certainly seemed to be the case…

Xie Rujun crossed her arms and added dryly, “I almost thought she was so focused on work that she never rested. But she seems to be doing just fine, doesn’t she?”

“She even knows how to slack off.”

“By the way, some people actually said she looks like me. Get someone to clarify that—don’t try to smear me with her dirt. She doesn’t resemble me at all, not even a little.”

“I don’t laugh as stupidly as she does.”

“What’s she grinning about like an idiot? It’s truly embarrassing.”

“Truly,” the secretary said, biting her lip to suppress a laugh.

Ah, why did the boss have to see that just now…?

She glanced at the half-closed blinds and considered whether she should remind the person inside on the phone to close them properly.

Jie Xiangyi remained oblivious to being scorned. Though she didn’t understand why her aunt’s secretary had mentioned the blinds, she was obedient enough to pull them shut anyway.

Reluctantly ending the call, she accepted Sheng Yanzhi’s friend request. Since Sheng Yanzhi didn’t send a message, Jie Xiangyi temporarily ignored her. After all, her wife had said she could do whatever she wanted.

Meanwhile, Tang Jinzhi hung up, washed up, and emerged from the bathroom to find the needle still on the table. Her face darkened as she finally remembered what she had forgotten to say.

Tang Jinzhi paced the room in anger, rubbing her wrist. She felt much better now, but Jie Xiangyi’s petty schemes were truly infuriating.

Torn between proving herself capable and making Jie Xiangyi suffer, Tang Jinzhi chose the latter.

She didn’t care about losing face, but she couldn’t let Jie Xiangyi get away with this so easily!

She grabbed her phone and furiously typed out a message to Jie Xiangyi: “I think you’re right. My hand really needs proper treatment.”

Jie Xiangyi: “Mmm, I’m so glad you’re cooperating.”

Tang Jinzhi gritted her teeth: “Of course I’ll cooperate. You said I shouldn’t overwork it, right? I’ll be extra careful from now on and won’t use my hand recklessly.”

Jie Xiangyi: “…You don’t have to take it so seriously.”

Tang Jinzhi sneered: “I can’t even open a bottle cap anymore! I have no strength left. How can I not take it seriously? If I keep pushing my hand like this, I might lose it altogether. I’ll listen to Doctor Xie’s advice meticulously from now on.”

Jie Xiangyi: “You can still open them, don’t worry. I’ll give you extra acupuncture when I get back—three needles aren’t enough.”

Tang Jinzhi: “Get lost!”

Tang Jinzhi: “If you can’t even handle my words, what makes you think you deserve my hand?!”

Tang Jinzhi: “You’ll never get it again! Don’t even think about it!”

Tang Jinzhi: “Shameless! Get out! Get out! Get out!”

Tang Jinzhi: Fake! Sutra!

Jie Xiangyi, her face flushed, stared at her phone screen.

Tang Jinzhi had been so infuriated by her that she had completely lost her composure—a rare sight indeed.