One marriage tilts the city- Chapter 1

  I grew up in a busy city and had been married to my husband for more than three years.


My husband is hardworking and takes good care of me. I thought I could live a peaceful life, but I never expected that my dear husband would give me away to someone else.


That day, Ling Feng acted out of character. As soon as he got home, he hugged me from behind and whispered into my ear, "Moxin, I want to do something different with you today.


The hot air slowly entered my ear canal, making my waist feel a little numb.


Before I could say anything, he opened the pink bag in his hand to reveal some sexy black lingerie.


My heart skipped a beat and I felt my blood boil. I blushed and my heart raced.


We had known each other for over five years, but we had never touched anything like this. I lifted my head slightly. His look was passionate and full of desire. I couldn't refuse him.


Considering the boring life he led every day and the fact that he had to take care of me when he got home, my heart softened and I nodded shyly.


We were married anyway. There was nothing to be afraid of.


After a simple dinner, Ling Feng took me back to the hotel. On the way I had a lot of ideas in my head.


After we had booked a couple's room, I took a shower. When I came out, wrapped in a towel, Ling Feng was smoking on the bed. He only lifted his head when I approached him with my wet hair. I smiled at him and his eyes lit up.


He stood up and put out his cigarette. Then he kissed me behind my ear and said in a deep voice, "It may be more intense later. You ... have to bear it."


I nodded shyly, like a chick pecking at rice. He carried me to the bed and covered my eyes with a black cloth. His expression was a little unnatural. "Let's not talk tonight. Let's make love."


When I heard that, my heart raced and I blushed.


Then he tied my hands to the headboard of the bed. Just as I thought he was about to start, he suddenly said he needed some lubricant and would have to go out and buy it. Then he shut the door and left.


I lay on the bed in silence until I heard the door open again. As I heard the steady footsteps approaching, I felt my heart tighten.


"Husband?"


I called softly, but he didn't answer. Instead, he covered my mouth with his. His kiss was urgent and forceful. At the end, he bit the corner of my lips. It was so painful that I couldn't help but moan in agony.



Suddenly he sped up. He pulled at my towel and an inexplicable cold seeped into my body from the soles of my feet. He kissed me from top to bottom, biting and nibbling. He wasn't as gentle as he used to be.


Whether it was the kissing technique or the caressing technique, he had changed his methods from beginning to end. It was no longer the same.


His rough movements made me wonder if he was Ling Feng. However, I erased the thought as soon as it appeared. I just assumed that he had accumulated too much pressure and needed to vent it out that was why I lay under him, gritting my teeth and enduring the pain to be loved by him.



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