Rakish Little Immortal Doctor-Chapter 746 - Must Divorce
746: Chapter 746 Must Divorce
746 -746 Must Divorce
After leaving the civil affairs bureau, Zhou Yue felt a weight lifted off her shoulders, as if she had shed dozens of pounds in an instant.
“Let’s go.
I don’t want to see you ever again,” Zhou Yue coldly said to Zhou Dongwei.
Zhou Dongwei wanted to say something else, but glancing at Li Qianfan standing next to Zhou Yue, he ultimately chose to remain silent.
Zhou Dongwei turned and walked away, his figure looking so desolate, but neither Li Qianfan nor Zhou Yue felt any sympathy for him.
Because he had brought this upon himself!
“Do you feel a sense of emptiness inside?” Li Qianfan asked.
“A little,” Zhou Yue sighed out.
“Don’t go to work this afternoon.
Let’s go to a bar and drink our fill, just to let off some steam,” Li Qianfan suggested.
Zhou Yue hesitated for a moment before nodding in agreement.
Time quickly brought them to 10 o’clock at night.
Li Qianfan, supporting a completely inebriated Zhou Yue, helped her into his Rolls Royce and then drove her home.
Once inside the living room, Li Qianfan settled Zhou Yue onto the sofa.
Looking at Zhou Yue with her hair disheveled and her face flushed, Li Qianfan felt an irresistible urge.
Moreover, now that Zhou Yue was divorced from Zhou Dongwei, she was very likely not to refuse him.
Li Qianfan thus tentatively approached, his sinful hands roving over the outlines of Zhou Yue’s voluptuous body.
Li Qianfan barely used a bit of the Yin-Yang Massage Technique, and Zhou Yue was already panting and moaning, a sheen of sweat glistening on her forehead.
This was also because Zhou Yue had been drinking; if not for the influence of alcohol, she would not have become like this from just a few touches from Li Qianfan.
“Qianfan…”
Zhou Yue’s eyes cracked open, her gaze hazy and fixated on Li Qianfan.
“Sister Zhou, can we do that now?” Li Qianfan asked.
Zhou Yue’s face reddened even more, but she didn’t speak.
Silence is assent, is acceptance.
With such a signal, Li Qianfan was not one to hold back; he immediately pressed down on Zhou Yue like a heavy mountain and sealed her lips with his in a ravishing kiss.
One by one, Zhou Yue’s garments fell from the sofa to the floor in disarray, followed by Li Qianfan’s clothing.
Before long, the two were tangled up together, and the temperature in the living room seemed to rise several degrees.
“Oh… be gentle… you’re too big… it’s a bit… too much for me…” Zhou Yue said, her voice dreamy as she arched her neck.
Li Qianfan, well aware of his own size and vigor, cautiously proceeded, careful not to hurt Zhou Yue.
After all, Zhou Yue was just an ordinary, fragile woman, while he was a powerful Martial Artist; too much force could genuinely land this woman in the hospital.
However, it didn’t take long for Zhou Yue to start enjoying herself, reveling in the pleasures of being a woman.
She even began to actively respond to Li Qianfan, embracing each of his thrusts.
“That’s… that’s amazing… Qianfan… you’re really incredible… ah ah…” Zhou Yue murmured incoherently, holding Li Qianfan tightly.
At this moment, Li Qianfan was also feeling utterly gratified, yet also tremendously excited.
After all, Zhou Yue was a mother, and her child was sleeping in a nearby room.
The thought that the sounds of their lovemaking might be heard by her young daughter filled Li Qianfan with a strong sense of immorality.
Whether it was due to the noise that Li Qianfan and Zhou Yue were making or something else, the crying of Zhou Zihan came from the bedroom, awakening from her sleep.
Zhou Yue, who was originally drunk and emotionally confused, suddenly sobered up, her half-shut eyes snapping open.
“I…
my daughter woke up…” Zhou Yue said, even pushing Li Qianfan a few times.
But Li Qianfan didn’t separate from Zhou Yue; instead, he held her even tighter.
“It’s alright, I’ll carry you over.”
Li Qianfan said with a smile, then picked Zhou Yue up and strode towards that room.
Zhou Yue was completely draped over Li Qianfan’s body, making her feel very ashamed, as she had never experienced such a posture before.
Once in the room, Li Qianfan carried Zhou Yue to the bed.
Zhou Yue held the little Zhou Zihan in her arms, allowing her to suckle her breast milk.
And Li Qianfan continued his pursuits on top of her.
As a result, Zhou Yue felt extremely ashamed.
She was breastfeeding her child, but this man, Li Qianfan, was still tormenting her, which was truly a challenge to her sense of shame.
Li Qianfan, at this moment, was excited to the extreme.
Watching Zhou Yue tenderly feed Zhou Zihan, Li Qianfan’s body trembled with excitement.
God knows how long it took, but eventually Zhou Zihan was finally full and stopped crying.
And Li Qianfan had sown the seeds of life onto Zhou Yue’s fertile ground.
“Sister Zhou, how do you feel?” Li Qianfan asked while embracing Zhou Yue.
Zhou Yue said with a blushing face: “You…
you’re so bad, how could you do this to me while I’m feeding the child…”
“It’s more thrilling this way!” Li Qianfan said with a mischievous laugh.
After giving Zhou Yue a kiss, Li Qianfan touched Zhou Zihan’s tender cheeks and said with a smile: “From now on, you and your daughter are in my care.
I will look after you and ensure you’re not harmed in the slightest.”
“Thank you…”
Zhou Yue gratefully said, and leaned closer into Li Qianfan’s embrace, even holding this man tightly.
Only in the late night did Li Qianfan finally leave Zhou Yue, driving back to the Central Villa at Emperor Garden.
Upon entering the bedroom, Li Qianfan saw Liu Ruyan sitting on the bed reading a book while waiting for him.
“Why did you only come back now today?” Liu Ruyan asked.
“Something came up,” Li Qianfan said.
“What could you possibly be up to?
Surely you were flipping clouds and raining with some woman again,” Liu Ruyan said acridly.
Li Qianfan climbed onto the bed and burrowed into the covers to embrace Liu Ruyan.
“No matter how fragrant the wild flowers are outside, they are not as sweet-smelling as this home-grown flower,” Li Qianfan said.
Even though Liu Ruyan knew Li Qianfan was just trying to make her happy, she still felt a warm feeling inside upon hearing his words.
At the same time, at the luxurious mansion of the Murong Family.
Murong Shan, looking exhausted, got off Yang Meizhen’s body, panting and saying, “Wife, I’m not in good shape tonight…”
“How come you’re not in good shape every night?” Yang Meizhen said with a look of plaintiveness.
“It’s because you want it every night that I’m often not in good shape.
I’m not young anymore, wife.
Can I keep up with how frequently you want it?” Murong Shan said helplessly.
“Alright, my fault.”
After speaking, Yang Meizhen turned her back, facing away from Murong Shan.
Murong Shan snapped the light off with a click, and the room was plunged into darkness.
Within just ten short minutes, Murong Shan had already fallen asleep, snoring away.
Yang Meizhen, however, tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
