The CEO's Porcelain Wife

Between Lips and Teeth

His lips lingered at the tip of her delicate nose before moving slowly to her full, youthful lips. He had only intended a light peck, but the moment his lips touched hers, soft and yielding, he no longer wanted to let go. As their four burning lips met, her body trembled slightly. He gently held her head in place with his hands, tenderly sucking the sweetness from her lips, unable to resist, he then lightly bit down with his teeth. She smelled so wonderful. The desire within him rose like a tidal wave, and his lower body throbbed, hard as if it could penetrate any steel wall.

His tongue yearned to explore her fragrant mouth, and one hand moved to caress her high, soft breasts. Her body trembled uncontrollably. Heavens, what was he doing? He couldn’t scare her, and her body was trembling so intensely. He abruptly pulled away from her lips, and the hand that had been on her breasts recoiled as though he’d been shocked, and he quickly ran to the bathroom, turning on the cold water and pouring it over himself. Heavens, I must have scared her just now.

After letting the cold water wash over him, and after regaining control of himself in the bathroom, he finally came out dressed in his loungewear.

Sima Qing sat with her arms crossed tightly, her hands gripping her sleeves, her head lowered, silent.

“Qing’er, did big brother scare you just now?” he asked gently, kneeling on one knee on the floor.

She didn't move, nor did she speak, and kept her head lowered.

"Qing'er, please talk to me, your silence is scaring big brother," he said, feeling truly nervous at that moment, so very nervous.

"Qing'er, are you not going to talk to big brother?" he said, feeling like his heart was about to stop beating.

She still remained silent with her head lowered.

“Big brother is a jerk,” Sima Chun said, and slapped himself twice hard across the face.

“Big brother, I… I didn’t… didn’t blame you,” she said, opening her mouth to speak, blood visible at the corner of her lips.

“Qing'er, what happened to your mouth? It was fine just now,” he said, touching her lip, and realizing that it was blood, and it seemed to be flowing more.

“It was you… when you kissed me just now… you bit too hard. I… I didn't blame you," she said, her face as red as a tomato, stuttering as she spoke.

Heavens, what was he doing? I didn’t even realize I’d bitten her like that. I’m such a jerk!

"You don't blame big brother?” he asked again.

“Mm.” Her mouth hurt too much to speak, so she could only nod.

He smiled with satisfaction, feeling relieved. He knew that had been her first kiss: "Come, let big brother hold you while I put some medicine on it,"

After washing it with water and applying some medicine, her lips felt cool. The blush on her face had also faded slightly, but a few drops of blood trickled out again as soon as he applied the medicine. As she was about to reach for a tissue, Sima Chun cupped her face with his hands, and extended his tongue to gently lick her lips, his agile tongue softly circling the edge of her lips, causing her to moan quietly. She was so sensitive. Sima Chun’s breathing became heavy, but he controlled himself immediately.

He held her in his arms on the sofa. She had nestled her head on his left breast, and her arms wrapped tightly around his waist. Just like that, resting against his chest, listening to his strong heartbeat was enough to make her happy.

“Qing’er, have you been thinking about big brother these past few days?” He always liked to rub his face against her hair.

She glared at him, thinking to herself, How could you even ask? You haven't called for seven days.

He whispered in her ear, "Even if you don’t tell me, I know you've been thinking about me every day, haven't you?"

Her delicate body shuddered slightly in his arms. Does he know how to read minds? she thought, deciding not to respond but nestling closer to him.

"Do you know, I've been thinking about you every day. The other day, during a meeting, I started saying 'Qing'er, Qing'er' instead of what I was meant to say. Everyone in the meeting was staring at me strangely, and that’s when I knew I was going crazy thinking about you."

She immediately sat up, hands on her hips, glaring at him accusingly: “Then why didn’t you call me?”

“Look, my little princess is angry, but you look so adorable when you’re angry,” he said, taking the chance to kiss her injured lips again.

"Little princess, look into big brother’s eyes," he said, holding her steady with both hands, looking at her seriously.

She still wouldn’t give him a good look, rolling her sparkling eyes at him.

She really is just a child, he thought, the anger on her face making him want to laugh, but he felt like he needed to make things clear to her.

"Little princess, you and I will be living together in the future, so big brother has to earn money to provide for us. The company was hard to build, it can’t go bankrupt."

She clearly didn’t understand what he meant by living together. It seems I’m going to have to properly teach this confused girl in the future, he thought.

“You’re lying. Just making a phone call wouldn’t make your company collapse, would it?” she said, looking disbelieving.

He hadn't wanted to say this to her, but she had pushed him too far.

“My silly girl, do you know how important you are to me? Do you know how much I miss you? If I heard your voice, how could I focus on work? I have to force myself every day not to call you. Do you know how much willpower that takes? This morning, as I was coming back from China, I was even thinking about buying a faster plane. That’s how much I wanted to see you sooner!”

“Me too… Every time there are footsteps in the hospital hallway… I open the door to look, but it’s never you,” she said, hugging his neck and bursting into tears.

A feeling of happiness welled up within him. He had been missing her, and she had also been missing him. At that moment, he felt thankful to the heavens, his little princess whom he had been waiting for for thirteen long years was finally back in his arms, and she was also missing him.

"Little princess, don't cry, you won’t be pretty if you cry," he said, gently pinching her small nose.

"Big brother, if you hurt yourself again in the future, I won't talk to you. Feel it yourself, there are several finger marks on this half of your face," she said, stroking his cheek with her soft hands.

Beep beep beep… beep beep beep…

"Young Master, you need to come now. The Old Madam and the Madam are about to go crazy. The situation here is out of control. The mansion is full of women, Young Master, you need to be careful tonight."