The spacious and luxurious bedroom was silent.

Fang Ruoxue crouched on the ground, looking up at Sun Zhe, her eyes filled with extreme disgust.

Sun Zhe looked down at her, seeing her not moving for a long time, he asked with a smile: "What’s wrong, Chairman Fang, do you still need me to feed you?"

Fang Ruoxue avoided his gaze, took a deep breath, and, summoning a great deal of courage, raised her slender hands. Her ivory long fingers hooked the sides of Sun Zhe’s waistband and slowly pulled down.

As the waistband slid down slowly, wild and dense hair clearly came into her view.

"Slap."

Suddenly, the hot dragon bounced out, striking her beautiful face.

A thick masculine scent rushed towards her, making her heart tremble wildly, the suppressed desire within her for more than a decade surprisingly showing signs of igniting.

She obviously found this scent nauseating, yet it was irresistibly alluring.

And when she looked up at the beast in front of her, she was even more frightened, shrinking back, her beautiful eyes filled with alarm.

This terrifying size... is it really the size a Hua Country man should have?

She thought Zhou Yao’s thing was already not small; every time Zhou Yao used it, he drove her to ecstasy. But now comparing him to Sun Zhe, Zhou Yao was really just like a teddy dog.

If Zhou Yao was a teddy dog, the thing in front of her was a donkey!

"This thing... can I really handle it?"

Staring at the ferocity so close, Fang Ruoxue’s heart began to struggle, not daring to imagine what it would feel like once it was inside.

Just thinking about tasting it soon made her feel worse, only feeling a wave of nausea.

She had a cleanliness obsession since childhood, even though she loved Zhou Yao deeply after marrying him, she never did such a thing for him.

But now, she had to do it for a little bastard she hated.

"I’m sorry, husband..."

Thinking of Zhou Yao on the bed, Fang Ruoxue felt a pang in her heart, resignedly closing her beautiful eyes, her glistening red lips gently opening, slowly moving her head forward.

"Zzz, zzz, zzz, zzz..."

Soon, the sound of sizzling water spread in the bedroom, romantic and enchanting, eliciting an alluring imagination.

Although it was Fang Ruoxue’s first time "applying lipstick," she had watched many videos, so she had a general idea of how to do it.

Now trying it herself, although she couldn’t claim to be skilled, she wasn’t clumsy either.

"Hiss, hiss, hiss..."

Sun Zhe tilted his head, his face full of intoxication, breathing through his teeth, his hands reaching to hold her head, sighing: "Worthy of Chairman Fang, excellent in every way!"

Hearing this, Fang Ruoxue raised her eyes to see his lecherous expression, her expression full of disgust.

If she could, she’d really want to bite it off!

But she only thought about it, if she really did it, not to mention whether she could succeed, but Zhou Yao would definitely be beyond saving.

So for her husband, she decided to endure!

As she thought about it, suddenly she felt weight on her head as two coarse, strong hands pressed her head, forcefully pushing it into the lush grass below!

"Mm!"

With Sun Zhe’s action, Fang Ruoxue was mercilessly penetrated through the throat!

Her incredibly beautiful face was slammed into the wild, lush grass, while at the same time, a large lump protruded from her throat.

"Mmm, mmm, mmm..."

The intense sense of suffocation made Fang Ruoxue struggle instinctively, her slender hands with pretty nails relentlessly slapped Sun Zhe’s hairy, dense thighs.

But Sun Zhe ignored her, still tilting his head back to enjoy, his face full of intoxication.

This pleasure of revenge, this pleasure of conquest, made him feel like a relentless beast.

After over ten seconds, he finally grabbed her soft hair with both hands, slowly pulling her head away, like drawing a sword from its sheath.

As the vein-knotted serpent slowly withdrew from her moist red lips, crystal-clear sticky saliva dripped along with it, forming a silky line in the air.

Fang Ruoxue glared resentfully at Sun Zhe, crystalline tears sliding down her cheeks like pearls, rolling her eyes and dry heaving, her stunning face now somewhat distorted, conveying an inexplicable beauty in its tragedy.

But she had no time to catch her breath as those two hands still gripping her hair suddenly exerted force, her face being slammed into the thicket again!

"Mmm, mmm, mmm..."

With blood-red eyes, Sun Zhe resembled a wild beast gone mad, showing no tenderness or pity, gripping Fang Ruoxue’s hair and cursing her face against his abdomen repeatedly!

Fang Ruoxue’s tears flowed like a fountain, closing her eyes helplessly, letting Sun Zhe ravage and violate her.

"I’m sorry, husband."

"Sooner or later, I’ll kill this little bastard!"

"..."

Perhaps due to the mental stimulation, within just ten minutes, Sun Zhe felt something.

Fang Ruoxue, silently enduring the torment, suddenly felt the thing in her mouth trembling, knowing the end was near, hurriedly tapped Sun Zhe’s thigh, trying to withdraw.

Unbeknownst, Sun Zhe tightened his grip on her hair, pressing her face firmly into the thicket, his legs spread taut, maintaining a motionless posture.

After several seconds of trembling, Sun Zhe paused for over ten seconds before slowly releasing her hair.

"Ugh... Cough, cough, cough!"

Relieved, Fang Ruoxue quickly backed away, weakly sitting on the ground, clutching her throat and dry heaving, she vomited a large puddle onto the carpet.

Though her clothes were relatively intact, her long, winded hair was a bit disheveled and loose, her makeup slightly smudged, looking tragically beautiful.

Having released, Sun Zhe sighed, sitting on the edge of the bed panting and looking at the unconscious Zhou Yao, then glanced mockingly at Fang Ruoxue, teasing: "Was it that good? So much saliva even streamed down from your eyes."

Upon hearing, Fang Ruoxue glared at him fiercely, her gaze ice-cold like a blade.

"Little bastard, is this all you can do!"

With that, she quickly got up and hurried into the bathroom.

Shortly after.

Coming out of the bathroom, her mouth rinsed and makeup fixed, yet she immediately saw Sun Zhe.

Sun Zhe stood at the door waiting for her.

"What do you want to do?"

Fang Ruoxue’s body trembled, glancing at the ferocious beast still angry at her, suddenly having a bad premonition.

Sun Zhe wore a wicked smile, pulling her into his broad embrace, leaning to her ear, gently biting her soft earlobe.

"This is just the beginning. Why are you rushing, Chairman Fang?"

Fang Ruoxue weakly struggled, "I’ve already done it once for you, what more do you want?"

Sun Zhe said nothing, holding her horizontally, striding towards the big bed.

Fang Ruoxue suddenly glanced towards the bed at Zhou Yao, reaching to pinch Sun Zhe’s arm hard, speaking in a low tone: "Put me down now, not here!"

Sun Zhe winced at the pain, looking down at his arm, found it pinched to bleeding, instantly angered, directly throwing her onto the bed.

"Chairman Fang, if you keep on nagging, I’m leaving."

"..."