Chapter 458

My aunt's safe return was our greatest relief. The meal was eaten with full joy; no matter who it was, everyone had a smile on their face.

Huang Weiwei fully displayed her virtues as a virtuous wife and mother; the table was incredibly rich.

I proposed a toast to celebrate and insisted on having some wine to liven things up. Huang Weiwei immediately responded and brought out a bottle of red wine that looked expensive at a glance.

Four people, three of whom were women as beautiful as fairies. I was full of heroic spirit, high-spirited, shouting and clinking glasses.

After one bottle of red wine was finished, everyone was still not satisfied. Huang Weiwei brought out another one.

I didn't know there was wine at home. In this house, we hadn't officially started cooking yet.

After two bottles of red wine were finished, the three of them were slightly tipsy, seemingly unable to sit steadily. Each of their faces was flushed and lovely, and they were all laughing beautifully. Before my eyes, it was like a picture of ultimate spring, full of life and fragrance.

The child was full and asleep in the cradle, a sweet smile rippling on his face; this kind of smile was incredibly pure and natural. It was as if the adult world was also a piece of clarity.

I examined his tiny face and couldn't help but sigh.

If the adult world were like the child's world, there would be much less suspicion, war, and confusion in this world!

My sigh made them laugh; my aunt winked at me and said, "Xiao Feng, if you really like it, why don't you have one of your own? You can love him however you want, and like him however you want."

I turned to look at Huang Weiwei; her face was like a peach blossom, shy and unable to control herself.

"Aunt, you're talking nonsense," she said reproachfully. "I'm not talking to you anymore, I'm going to clear the dishes."

Just as she stood up, she seemed to feel a wave of dizziness and almost couldn't stand steadily.

Xi Meizhu on the side quickly reached out to support her, but Huang Weiwei pushed her hand away, supported her own head, and called me tenderly, "Chen Feng, come support me."

Xi Meizhu smiled awkwardly, looking at me, the corners of her mouth slightly upturned, neither smiling nor crying.

"Go!" my aunt urged me, kicking me under the table.

I walked over, and as soon as my hand touched her, she went limp like a sack of flour, about to collapse.

Her eyes were blurry with drunkenness, her face as beautiful as a peach blossom, and she breathed like an orchid, whispering in my ear, "Support me into the room, I want to lie down for a while."

My aunt clapped and said, "I told you not to drink so much, but you insisted on showing off. Now look at you, you're drunk."

Huang Weiwei smiled weakly, her hand resting on my shoulder, wanting to take a step, but after trying for a long time, she didn't move her toes.

"Aunt, I'm sorry. I'm going to sleep for a while," she apologized. "I'll clean these things up when I wake up," she pointed to the messy table.

"Go rest. Meizhu and I are here, don't worry." My aunt also stood up, but as soon as she straightened her body, she swayed and almost fell back down.

Xi Meizhu quickly went to support my aunt, and my aunt laughed, "I'm fine. Meizhu, go pour me a glass of water. I need to adjust my body. Otherwise, when my son wakes up to drink milk, I won't get him drunk too."

We all laughed and turned to look at the child in the cradle together.

The child was still sleeping soundly. It was as if the words of us adults flowed through his consciousness like water.

Huang Weiwei couldn't move her feet, leaning on me and panting heavily. My aunt seemed still sober, directing me, "Xiao Feng, you carry Weiwei inside. She can't walk."

I came back to my senses as if realizing something, bent down, supported her body, and walked straight into the bedroom.

As soon as we entered the room, Huang Weiwei seemed to wake up suddenly; she retracted her hand, hugged my neck, stuck out her cherry-like mouth, and kissed me lightly on the cheek.

My heart was filled with excitement. I walked to the bed in a few steps, laid her down gently, looked at her misty eyes, lowered my head, and kissed her on the lips.

Huang Weiwei giggled, dodging my kiss.

Her hands were still hooked around my neck, staring at me fixedly.

After looking for a while, her face flushed for no reason. She pointed to the bedroom door and said softly, "Fool, you didn't even close the door?"

I had to let her go and walk over to close the door.

In the living room, my aunt was leaning on the sofa, and Xi Meizhu was busy cleaning the table.

I walked out of the bedroom door and said, "Meizhu, don't worry about it. Wait until Weiwei wakes up to clean it."

Xi Meizhu smiled faintly, "It's fine, you all go rest. I'm not drunk, and I'm just free, so I'll clean it up."

Xi Meizhu came from Suxi; people in the Suxi mountains, both men and women, could drink a few cups of strong liquor. Therefore, this bit of red wine was really no different from a beverage to her.

Of the four, only she seemed sober. Looking at my aunt, her drunken state was on par with Huang Weiwei's; she was frowning with her willow-leaf eyebrows and had already fallen asleep.

Returning to the bedroom, Huang Weiwei on the bed had already tucked herself into the quilt.

I closed the door, walked over on tiptoe, sat on the edge of the bed, and prepared to take out a cigarette.

Suddenly, Huang Weiwei's hand reached out, pulled my hand, and put it into the quilt. It felt smooth and slippery; touching it carefully, I felt a boom in my head.

She was stark naked!

"Kiss me!" she murmured. Her eyes were slightly closed, like a brilliant peach blossom, blooming in the wind.

I lowered my head without hesitation, hugged her hair, and kissed her deeply on her flawless little mouth.

She let out a soft moan, opened her teeth, and her tongue, like a snake, skillfully came over, wrapping around me, making me almost unable to breathe.

"Lie in," she said shyly, not daring to look at me.

I threw off my clothes in a flash, like a furious wolf, dived into the quilt, and hugged her white, smooth body tightly.

"I want a child," she closed her eyes, still not daring to look at me.

"I'll give you one," I said, my hands wandering over her body with extreme tenderness. She trembled, her breathing grew heavier, and the flush on her face came in waves, like a hurricane approaching, like a tsunami hitting the shore.

"Husband!" she murmured, "Take me."

My heart skipped a beat; my aunt and Xi Meizhu were still sitting in the living room outside, yet I had closed the door to be intimate with my wife—if this got out, how embarrassing it would be.

Seeing my hand stop, Huang Weiwei opened her eyes and looked at me in confusion.

I pointed to the door and shushed, saying, "Aunt is still outside."

Huang Weiwei grabbed my hair regardless and stared into my eyes, saying, "This is my home."

I laughed, "Wife, aren't you afraid they'll laugh at you?"

"What am I afraid of?" she pouted, "I'm with my husband, not cheating on someone."

I felt happy, held her little face, and said, "It looks like you still want to cheat on someone."

She was both shy and angry, digging her nails into the flesh on my back, scolding, "Damn Chen Feng, look at you talking nonsense."

I felt a pain in my back and shouted, "Murdering your husband again!"

She released her nails, pinched my chest, and asked with a smile that wasn't a smile, "Are you still going to say it?"

I begged for mercy, "I won't say it, I won't say it. My wife is an ice-pure and jade-clean person; no matter what, she wouldn't have any lewd or dirty thoughts."

She smiled beautifully, "Don't flatter me. Let me tell you, damn Chen Feng, if you don't show your face for several months again, your wife might really go cheat on someone."

I deliberately stiffened my face, "You dare!"

"I dare!" she laughed willfully, "If you don't want me, do you want me to guard an empty room?"

I felt a wave of bitterness at her words.

Stroking her incredibly beautiful face, I said softly, "Wife, your husband is currently unable to help himself. When your husband's dust settles, I will definitely accompany you every day. Let my good wife enjoy the ultimate love in the world."

We whispered softly, full of tenderness. Our hands explored and felt under the quilt, letting waves of excitement thunderously beat against our long-lost tenderness.

Suddenly remembering her drunken state just now, I asked suspiciously, "Wife, weren't you drunk?"

She twisted my ear and whispered in my ear, "If I hadn't pretended to be drunk, would you be lying here now?"

I was stunned for a moment, then pinched the mountains on her chest and said, "I'm home tonight."

She smiled faintly and said melancholily, "Who knows what will happen later that will make you leave."

I could no longer control myself, and tears flowed down happily.

She held my head, lowered her head to kiss the tears off my face, and said softly, "Husband, I don't blame you. You are in officialdom, and I cannot let the love of children delay your future."

How could I not be moved?

I turned over, examined her lying quietly, and said earnestly, "Wife, let me serve you!"

She giggled, her hands hugged to her chest, her spring scenery fully exposed.

There was a sound outside the door, followed by my aunt's voice: "Weiwei, Xiao Feng, we're leaving."

We didn't dare to make a sound, looked at each other, and suppressed our laughter.

"Where to?" I adjusted my mood and asked as if nothing had happened.

"Home."

"Let me see you off," I said insincerely.

"No need. You all rest well," my aunt laughed outside the door, and then I heard the sound of holding the child, opening the door, and closing the door.

The room returned to silence.

"Are Aunt and the others gone?"

"They're all gone."

"Sigh!" Huang Weiwei sighed, "Aunt is such a good woman, I'm really afraid something will happen to her. Will she be okay?"

"She will."

"Will the Luqiao Company be okay? My mother seems very nervous."

"It really will be okay," I comforted Huang Weiwei, "Aunt's Luqiao Company is perfectly fine."

"If it's fine, why did the police look for her?"

My heart skipped a beat, and I couldn't explain it. I had to smile weakly and say, "It was a mistake."

"I don't believe it."

"It's really fine," I said, "I'll go out and take a look."

I put on my clothes, got out of bed, opened the bedroom door, and saw a note on the coffee table in the living room at a glance.

I walked over suspiciously, and as soon as I looked at it, a chill rose from the soles of my feet, hitting me until I was dizzy.