honnoji

Six years after her brother was killed, Ying Yue finally became the top spy agent at Juyan Intelligence Agency. She leads a double life: a secretary by day, and a spy at night. 
However, after accidentally protecting her CEO boss on a shoot out, he suddenly has his eyes set on taking her as his wife!

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It was Ying Yue who broke the tension with a light laugh. "I'm sorry Mr. Fei, I know I might sound absurd, but it sounded like you wanted to actually, really, be in a relationship with me."

"It is not absurd." He cocked his head to one side. "I find you smart and attractive, and trust me, I do not remember being attracted to anyone else."

Ying Yue's calm façade broke. She frowned, unable to understand what was going inside the brain of the great Fei Huangjin. She used to admire the man, but now she couldn't help wondering if the incident last night made him crazy. "Mr. Fei, I implore you not to make fun of me like this."
 
"I'm not joking."
 
"Yes, you are." She insisted.

"Go on a date with me."

"No."

"And call me Huangjin."

"I will not, Mr. Fei!" Her voice had already inched a notch higher. 

"Why not?"

My Wife is a Spy

She was right. The underworld was the most practical explanation for gaining money without any trace of it. But he hadn't heard of Su Jianjun's name in any part of the underworld. "Not that I know of." In fact, he hadn't heard of his name anywhere for years.  He pursed his lips in thought. 


"He's smarter than he tries to come out to be. I'll probably keep him as a friend so I could keep an eye on him for you." She grinned.


Fei Huangjin didn't like her plan. But she had already set things into motion. It was too late to get her to back out now. He hung his head and sighed. "Just be careful, okay? And promise me that you'll let me know where you are at all times. Especially when you're with him. And no dates."


She nodded, amused at the way he was acting.


A comfortable silence stretched between them as they each pondered on the information they shared. After a while, Fei Huangjin's eyes turned to Ying Yue, at her bright eyes and pink lips. His jaw ticked involuntarily, as if silently telling him to kiss her again.


Ying Yue could feel his eyes on her and glanced at him with a doe-like innocence. And just like that, the air sizzled with an electricity from the pent-up tension inside of them.


Fei Huangjin didn't hesitate to reach over and grab her head, covering her mouth with his. The kiss easily became more passionate with their tongues intertwining, their noses touching, and their hands grabbing at each other's necks and shoulders. 


The blue hyacinths filled the air with an intoxicating scent that made the moment even more perfect for romance. 


Their lips were still locked together. 


Fei Huangjin's hands lifted her up without breaking the kiss, placing her on top of him. He pulled her closer to his body, one hand moving to the curve of her butt. "You're getting better… at breathing… while kissing," he said in between kisses. 


Her fingers splayed out at the back of his head, running through his smooth hair as she tugged at him to deepen the kiss.  


The hand on her butt squeezed at the flesh there and a small purr escaped her throat. His other hand was roaming her back until it paused at the hem of her shirt. Slowly but gently, he slid his hand underneath it to feel the skin of her back. 


She didn't say anything. She didn't have to. Ying Yue just grabbed him for another kiss. He was like a drug that she was starting to get addicted to. And she was on a high from a man called Fei Huangjin.


He took her actions as an affirmation, and his hands slid up her spine. Her skin was soft and smooth, even better than how he imagined it to be. Eventually, he tugged at her bra. 


Fei Huangjin waited for her to stop him, but she didn't; instead, she started undoing the buttons of his shirt. Ying Yue was too desire-laden at the moment to think about the implications of her actions, causing him to harden up even further down there. 


With one swift move, he unhooked her bra, and he leaned back to put some space between them. Ying Yue's eyes were misted over as she stared at him confused. Why was he stopping? 


"Ah!" She squeaked. His hands were holding up the underside of her breasts, his thumbs playing with her nipples. "Huangjin!" 


His lips were parted hungrily as he watched her pull her head back, moaning from pleasure. He suddenly felt like he should stimulate her more. He lifted up the shirt she was wearing and lowered his lips to one breast. 


She moaned louder. The hands on his shoulders gripped him even tighter. 


Fei Huangjin flicked his tongue over her nipple repetitively, occasionally swirling over it and sucking it gently. He still had one hand on her other breast, toying with the nipple there. His eyes were still on her face, watching every expression she made. He switched to licking the other breast, and he watched as her mouth formed an "O." 
