We May

Zhao Mingzhe carried his wife into the hotel lobby.

She looked like she was sleeping, and the scene caught the attention of several onlookers.

Zhao Mingzhe felt awkward about their stares, but he kept walking. He instantly brushed off worrying about what these strangers will think and mutter.

However, Han Yixin sensed that his breathing became odd. She remembered how he was worried on their first day at City M that people might suspect him for kidnapping.

She suddenly opened her eyes and reached out, almost yanking his neck so he would look at her.

He was startled at the gesture, but then he frowned. "What's wrong?" He stopped walking.

She immediately shook her head. Then she used both arms to prop herself up in his arms, as she clung onto his neck like a sloth to a tree branch.

"Xiao Xin, what's the matter? Are you hurt anywhere?" Zhao Mingzhe found her behavior odd.

However, people stopped staring and went on with their own activities.

Han Yixin whispered in his ears. "Let's go up and rest."

He nodded with a smile and kissed her temple.

She was snuggling at the crook of his neck until they reached their room.

He laid her gently on the bed after securely locking the door.

He went into the closet and changed into loungewear. Then he picked out some clothes for her.

He scratched his neck as he handed her clothes. "Here you go."

Han Yixin had calmed down, but was in a daze.

When her eyes saw some clothes in front of her, she snapped out of it and took the clothes from him.

"Thank you." she said weakly.

To Zhao Mingzhe's surprise, she started undressing herself in front of him.

His eyes widened. "Hey, hey! What are you..."

She looked at him, but her expression was blank. She continued undressing herself.

Zhao Mingzhe could not take it. He pulled on the blanket on the bed and covered her body.

"Are you still out of your mind?! That's it! I'm taking you to the hospi-" His rants were stopped.

She kissed him...she tried deepening the kiss but it was sloppy.

Zhao Mingzhe was initially shocked. Then he almost chuckled at the way she tried to kiss him.

However, instead of breaking the interaction between their lips, he let her do as she pleased.

'This woman really had zero experience...but her lips are nice and soft.' he thought.

The next moment, he shifted to take the initiative, clearly showing her how it is done.

He was surprised to feel his little buddy reacting. They have only been kissing for about a minute or so. No foreplay has yet to be done from either of them.

Truth be told, even when he did it with his ex, even though they loved each other at that time, he needed to cuddle and tease her for awhile before they could get into the mood and go further.

In contrast, this woman, who is a terrible kisser and with a larger body frame than his barbie doll ex, can turn him on within a few minutes.

Zhao Mingzhe was a bit confused, but he took it as something good. After all, they are legally allowed to do it. It would not hurt if his wife turn him on. It was also a bit of a relief, since he disgusted other women after he broke up with his ex.

To Han Yixin, a woman he barely knew but got married to, he did not feel such disgust, and is in a way interested to know more about her.

When he removed her brassiere, he gave her a stern look.

"Xiao Xin..."

She looked back into his eyes.

His expression became gentler. "Xiao Xin...can I...may I?"

She had an innocent smile, and just like the famous line in the animated movie, she said, "We may."

Getting his go signal, he pushed her gently to lie on the bed, then he moved to face her.

He went back into kissing her soft lips. At first, he was gentle, his lips only playing with hers. However, his little buddy did not seem patient at all. He had to move on to the next phase.

He deepened his kisses and his tongue licked her hard palate then moved around with her tongue.

Han Yixin did not know how to do it all, so she just let him lead. 'He is already my husband. We have to do this eventually.' she convinced herself. It was now or never. She believes that if she continue being stubborn, he might seek relief from someone else.

His hands wandered around her body, cupping and gently squeezing her bosom at times.

She felt her body warming up. She tried to mimic him and let her hand explore his body.

However, her left hand slipped down. She blushed when she accidentally grabbed onto something hard. It was way longer than her palm could cover.

"You..." her words were lost.

He smiled back at her. "Uhm...do I still need to explain this one?"

She gasped and blushed even more. Then she shook her head quickly.

"Stop shaking your head. You'll get dizzy." Zhao Mingzhe wanted her sober when they do it.

She stopped as told. She looked at him, her eyes unintentionally alluring. She acted based on her current feelings. She know nothing on seduction techniques.

He felt harder when he saw her expression. He went to lick and suck her bosoms while his hands continued to go down.

One of his hands located her sensitive spot and started playing with it. She moaned and moved her legs instinctively.

When he felt that she was starting to produce secretions, he quickly removed the rest of his clothes. They were his garments covering him waist down.

He moved back up to kiss her lips again, trying to distract her.

Then he made a thrust, full of hesitation.

"Ahh!" she cried out. A tear fell from her eye.

He wiped her tear with his hand continued to kiss her. He whispered, "Let me in."

She tried her best and spread her legs more.

He took it as his pass and maintained his pace on trying to get inside.

She let out a louder cry as he successfully got inside.

He felt his little buddy was being squeezed tightly.

He moaned as he felt every sensation. It was hard to move, but he liked it.

However, he stopped moving when tears continued to stream down her cheeks.

"Xiao Xin...I'm sorry. I won't force you to endure it." he said, as he removed his little buddy from inside of her. He felt guilty. This woman gave him her first, but she does not love him so he cannot ask her to endure the pain.

As he sat at the edge of the bed, she embraced him from behind.

"I can make it. I'm your wife, but I'm not a vase. I'm not that fragile." This time, she initiated the deep kiss he just showed her. She is a fast learner.