Di Jinxuan’s dark, large, beautiful eyes were now filled with countless alluring expressions, brimming with enchantment, hazy and unfocused.
He wasn’t a fool. How could he not notice?
This gaze was completely abnormal!
He knew exactly what kind of look this was.
"Wife, what’s wrong?" Nangong Jin asked urgently.
A terrible feeling suddenly surged in his heart, as if something had grabbed hold of it fiercely, causing him sharp pain.
"Jin Brother." Di Jinxuan spoke, her voice so soft that it seemed as if she had no strength at all.
She stared at his flawless face, and suddenly felt he was like a delicious dish—she wanted so desperately to taste him.
Before she realized it, she actually extended her tongue and lightly licked her lips.
Nangong Jin was instantly stunned by her action. This... this behavior was absolutely abnormal.
Before he could say anything, Di Jinxuan suddenly launched forward and kissed him, with endless urgency, almost as if she couldn’t wait to push him down right then and there.
The ominous feeling in Nangong Jin’s heart grew even stronger.
Sweat broke out over his forehead from anxiety, but even so, he couldn’t bring himself to reject her kiss. He had no choice but to return it in an attempt to soothe her, and during a quick moment between kisses, he roared towards the driver in the front seat, "Drive faster, damn it!"
"Yes!" The driver, startled by Nangong Jin’s shout, hurriedly slammed his foot down on the accelerator.
As Nangong Jin flusteredly raised the partition between the front and rear seats, Di Jinxuan had already pounced on him like a ravenous wolf. Her voice was soft and sweet, calling out, "Jin Brother, why do I feel like..."
Nangong Jin was on the verge of a breakdown.
Whatever disaster, whatever hardship, he could bear it himself—why, why did his wife have to suffer through it?
Nangong Jin held Di Jinxuan tightly in his arms, while she kept kissing him, kissing him so fervently, like wildfire.
Nangong Jin felt like his heart was suffocating, a feeling of impending doom laced with despair.
If this were under normal circumstances, if this situation hadn’t occurred, and Di Jinxuan suddenly became this bold, he might even feel joyful. But now...
This wasn’t the real her, this wasn’t the real her!
Especially since today was her first time—her body had already endured enough torment, and now...
Nangong Jin’s eyes burned with intensity, the desperation inside him growing ever stronger.
Sometimes, despair reaches a point where not even a single tear can fall. His brilliant, light-filled peach blossom eyes turned dark with an overwhelming chill, one capable of destroying everything.

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