Chapter 286: Chapter 286

Shi Yang held Zhao Meimei’s face, looking at her. Although he was extremely sober, it seemed that he was completely drunk. He deeply gazed into Zhao Meimei’s captivating, dark eyes and asked, "Are you sure you want to do this?"

Zhao Meimei nodded without hesitation, eyes full of longing: "Yes."

Shi Yang reached out and touched her face: "Once you give yourself to me, you’re mine forever, and you can’t regret it for a lifetime. Are you really sure?"

Zhao Meimei said softly yet firmly: "I intend to be with you forever, haven’t thought about anyone else at all."

Shi Yang’s lips curved into a smile: "Meimei, do you truly love me?"

Zhao Meimei: "I love you, brother, I love you."

Shi Yang leaned down and kissed Zhao Meimei, earnestly promising: "Meimei, I will be responsible for you, treat you well for a lifetime, never change my heart."

The fear and nervousness in Zhao Meimei’s heart dissipated with Shi Yang’s words. She spoke candidly: "Brother, go ahead, I’m willing."

The last psychological barrier crumbled completely, everything naturally fell into place.

Zhao Meimei was always going to be his. They had belonged to each other truly and sincerely long ago, with no one else ever in between.

Shi Yang’s hands shook as he held Zhao Meimei, then fiercely and intensely kissed her neck several times. His heart melted with affection, truly rejoiced to the extreme, unable to resist wanting to cry, with a sour nose, yet also wanting to completely have her. New ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄhapters are published on ⓝovelFire.net

Shi Yang asked nervously and eagerly: "Does it hurt, Meimei? Will I hurt you?"

Zhao Meimei tightly shut her eyes, her lips quivering slightly. Though it hurt terribly, she gritted her teeth and bore it, shaking her head: "No, it’s fine."

Zhao Meimei peeked at Shi Yang’s handsome face through her lashes. The vortex in his eyes seemed about to swallow her soul entirely.

Shi Yang didn’t dare apply force, seeing Zhao Meimei’s furrowed brows, he softened his actions, asking: "Is it better now?"

Sweat glistened on Zhao Meimei’s forehead. As she endured, her beautiful butterfly-shaped shoulder blades fully spread out, gently trembling under the warm orange light, then suddenly withdrew as she let out a long breath...

Zhao Meimei became a woman overnight, unable to describe with words the extreme satisfaction and intense sensory experiences during her first time with the one she loved.

Many things ultimately turn out to be even more fitting and beautiful than imagined.

She just felt intense pain and pleasure stirred with dizziness and nerves in disarray, only able to tightly embrace Shi Yang, silently savoring the inseparable happiness of becoming one.

Zhao Meimei repeatedly reminisced about that night, still feeling her heart floating with the urge to soar.

After that, the two held each other tightly, gasping for a long time, eyes blurring with dizziness.

Zhao Meimei shamelessly chuckled: "No worries, you’re still stronger than me."

Shi Yang, amused yet exasperated, paused for a moment before explaining somewhat sheepishly: "I... that was my first time..."

Zhao Meimei’s eyes brightened.

Shi Yang awkwardly cleared his throat and continued: "That’s why it was a bit short, it’ll be better in the future."

Shi Yang called out softly.

Zhao Meimei thought Shi Yang wanted to say something to her, but he simply called her name and then hugged her tightly.

That day, Shi Yang became aroused again, Shi Xiaoyang fluctuated.

Over twenty years, experiencing it for the first time, Shi Yang tasted this pleasure at the prime of his life, how could he resist not wanting it?

Shi Yang restrained himself from moving with Zhao Meimei, fearing that being too rough the first time would hurt her.

Shi Yang barely slept for the rest of the night, struggling to get up midway to clean them both thoroughly, then returned to bed holding Zhao Meimei, who slept like a little pig, couldn’t help but relieve himself, the result was excessive mental excitement, while his body was exhausted, yet his mind was alert enough to instantly recite a bank account number.

At dawn, Shi Yang finally felt sleepy, and half-awake, he suddenly remembered Zhao Dazhuang bringing Zhao Meimei to his home on New Year’s Eve to give him dumplings, unexpectedly delivering warmth and a considerate little wife.

Then, Shi Yang had only one thought in his mind, that upon seeing Zhao Meimei, it was destined to be a lifetime mistake, she was meant to be his.

Shi Yang and Zhao Meimei slept straight into the afternoon of the following day.

Still groggy, Shi Yang’s phone rang. He narrowed his eyes, randomly grabbed the phone from the bedside, dazed, didn’t see clearly who was calling, and confusedly answered: "Hello."

Shi Yang’s voice sounded raspy, as if run over by a truck, startling the other party. After a long while, Qu Chaozong’s voice sounded again from the phone: "Wow! Are you not sober from the hangover? Weren’t you taking Meimei traveling? Why did you get so drunk last night?"

"Cough!" Shi Yang cleared his throat, lazily said: "Didn’t drink, just slept late, do you need anything?"

Zhao Meimei woke up, didn’t open her eyes, first reached out to touch Shi Yang, ensuring his presence beside her, then snuggled closer into his embrace, sleepily calling: "Brother, I’m so sleepy."

Shi Yang hugged her, soothingly patting her: "Go back to sleep, I’m taking a call."

The phone’s voice from Qu Chaozong questioned: "Did you sleep with Meimei last night?"

Shi Yang fully awakened, his tone brimming with irrepressible joy: "Mind your own business! Speak if you must, otherwise I’m hanging up!"