Sizzling After Marriage

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The year Xi Xi turned 22, she received both her graduation certificate and her marriage certificate.

At the time, she was hiding in the school stairwell, talking to her family on the phone. After hanging up, she stood alone at the end of the hall and quietly shed tears.

A steady voice came from above her: "Don't cry."

Xi Xi looked up in a daze and met a pair of deep eyes. Han Qingzhuo handed her a packet of tissues. His fingers were long and beautiful, the loveliest hands she had ever seen.

He said, "If you're willing, give it a try with me."

Han Qingzhuo, head of the Han family, was 189 centimeters tall, broad-shouldered and narrow-waisted, refined and aloof. In Jing City, he was famous as someone far beyond anyone's reach.

No one could have imagined that he would marry a young woman with no connection to him whatsoever.

At the start of their marriage, Xi Xi and Han Qingzhuo slept in separate rooms. Xi Xi always remembered the three rules they had agreed on and didn't dare cross the line in the slightest.

But every night, Han Qingzhuo could hear strange noises coming from the room next door.

At mealtimes, Xi Xi even accidentally triggered an audio talk in front of him:

"Not enough? Then I'll satisfy you."

"You like it a lot, don't you?"

At last, Han Qingzhuo's gaze toward his wife began to change in subtle ways.

And the scenes Xi Xi had fantasized about all became reality under Han Qingzhuo's personal instruction.

On a business trip, Xi Xi unexpectedly ran into Han Qingzhuo at a cocktail party. She froze for a moment, then hurriedly looked away, not wanting her colleagues to notice anything. She dutifully pretended not to know her secretly married husband and immediate superior.

After the party, Han Qingzhuo cornered her in a cramped nook, his heated breath washing over her face.

Apparently displeased by her keeping her distance in public, Han Qingzhuo kissed her until she could barely fight back.

His lingering kisses fell on her forehead and lips. As she paused for breath, Xi Xi heard him ask in a low voice:

"Why aren't you calling me 'Hubby' anymore, baby?"

"Come to my room when you're done here."

On the day they went public, Han Qingzhuo posted a status for the first time in a long while:

"What day is it today? A day that belongs only to you."

Reader's Guide:

1. A sweet, everyday married-life story, focused on the romance between the two leads.

2. A gentle, adorable sweet girl and a composed, aloof young gentleman. Both are each other's first love, and both are virgins. The heroine is sensitive and perceptive, but doesn't overthink or make things difficult for herself. Neither lead has any romantic history before marriage, and there are no arranged-marriage partners, ex-girlfriends, or ex-boyfriends.

3. Strangers-to-lovers, marrying before falling in love, with no prior emotional connection. Six-year age gap.

Please add my next strangers-to-lovers romance, A Gentle Morning, to your reading list in advance. Thank you!

Xie Zhiyin has been married to Yan Shuhuai for a year. By day, she works for him at the Yan Group, diligently doing her job as a junior employee in the CEO's office. At night, she goes home and turns into an online writer, posting the short stories she loves to write.

Whenever Xie Zhiyin posts an update, the comments go wild:

[Ooh, this is so good! Ahhh, give us a hundred more chapters!!]

[Help, help! Author, this is way too exciting?!]

That night, Xie Zhiyin happily shut her laptop and left the study, only to run straight into Yan Shuhuai.

Noticing the awkward flush on her face, he asked, "Are you hot?"

"No, I just worked out for a bit." Xie Zhiyin greeted him and hurried away.

Yan Shuhuai found it strange. "If I can lie down, I'll never sit" was her own favorite saying. What kind of workout could she possibly do?

Then, one time, while sending a document, Xie Zhiyin accidentally clicked on Yan Shuhuai's profile picture.

A notification sounded: [Sent successfully]. Xie Zhiyin rushed into his study in a panic. The document open on his computer was the update she'd just finished writing.

When he saw her come in, Yan Shuhuai adjusted his glasses and looked at her meaningfully. "Mrs. Yan, so this is the 'workout' you were talking about?"

The good-girl image Xie Zhiyin had maintained for a year and a half collapsed completely in that moment.

That night, Yan Shuhuai gave her a personal lesson.

The contents matched the title of her latest chapter almost perfectly: The Study.

Xie Zhiyin and Yan Shuhuai had married at their families' command, so she hadn't taken the incident in the study to heart.

But after that day, Yan Shuhuai seemed like a different person.

Though he was known for keeping his distance from women, he started pulling her onto his lap every day and kissing her passionately. "Yinyin, don't push me away."

"Baby, you're doing great."

"Don't you like it when I do this, baby?"

Xie Zhiyin: Those lines sound familiar. I feel like I've written them somewhere.

Theme: May we all have a bright future.