Reborn as His Intellectually Disabled Wife-Chapter 89: Honey, Help Me

’Ding’

The elevator descended to the first floor.

Shi Mei felt intensely hot all over, rubbing up and down against him, but she could not receive an answer from him no matter how long she waited.

So, was he unable to answer?

After so many years together, was all she got in return betrayal and silence?

Waves of heat rolled over her body, and Shi Mei couldn’t help but let out a low moan from her throat.

Her hand, which had been hooked around his neck, quietly slid downward.

Looking at the bite mark on his neck, she leaned in and tenderly brushed it with her lips.

Shi Mei’s hand boldly moved across from under his arm, powerfully and forcefully clasping his back, her lips latching onto the already purplish bite, gradually moving upward.

Shi Lingyan’s body stiffened; almost instinctively, he lifted his hands to support her buttocks, letting her hang more comfortably against himself.

But in the next instant, Shi Lingyan suddenly tensed his entire body, immediately pushing her head away, and he growled in a low voice, "Snap out of it!"

He then quickened his pace to leave.

Autumn evenings always arrive especially fast.

The sky was already dimly dark.

Shi Mei couldn’t see Shi Lingyan’s expression clearly, but amidst her dizzy mind, she heard his words and let out a low laugh.

That laugh carried a hint of scorn.

That shallow smile held a foggy, hazy allure, with lips tugged upward in a carelessly flirtatious curve.

Shi Lingyan’s heart pounded abruptly, and his forward motion hesitated.

That expression, that appearance, that posture, even that action...

He was all too familiar with them!

Shi Lingyan, holding her, subtly tightened his arms, his breathing turning rougher by several degrees.

Shi Mei, as if unaware of the tumult she was causing him, hooked around him to press closer; with her other hand, she pushed his head down and puckered up, planting a firm kiss on his mouth.

Shi Lingyan’s body froze, letting her clumsily nibble across his mouth.

Shi Mei slipped her tongue forward, her legs firmly trapping him in place, the hand hooked around his back beginning to cause mischief by lifting his neatly straight suit jacket, rudely and impatiently pulling at his shirt.

Shi Lingyan’s Adam’s apple bobbed, a hidden warmth rising in his eyes.

Holding her, he hurried toward his car, opened the back door, and placed her directly inside.

Even before the door could close properly, Shi Mei pulled him into the car with her, her nimble and soft hands proficiently starting to undo his belt.

Shi Lingyan became rigid again, overwhelmed by the woman’s forceful kisses on his neck, his body fiercely responding in a surge of heat.

Those familiar small movements, it was as if he returned to three years prior.

She had snatched the cigarette he was halfway through smoking and placed it in her mouth, climbing on top of him, her laugh full of seductive charm; she hooked his chin and whispered quietly, "I’m not happy tonight, Little Lingzi, why don’t you give daddy a good time?"

Following that, she aggressively pushed him down onto the bed.

...

Memories rushed back, and Shi Lingyan felt as if a scar in his heart was stabbed once again.

He caught her misbehaving hand and pushed her away with a forceful shove, his eyes deep and chill, his voice low and frighteningly hoarse, his eyes bloodshot as he glared at her, "Who taught you all this?"

Shi Mei was pushed away, pouting dissatisfiedly, her eyes dazed and delirious, she whimpered, "Hubby, Shi Mei feels awful!"

Saying this, she reached out to pull him down.

A soft, tender ’hubby’ shattered all the illusions he had harbored just moments before.

Shi Lingyan’s Adam’s apple rolled once again, throwing the little fool off forcefully, his voice hoarse and harsh, "I’ll find someone else to help you."