His Genius Wife is a Superstar

72 Darling

Jin Liwei carried Iris back to the bedroom and then headed straight to the bathroom. As soon as he put her down on her feet, they kissed each other hungrily. They hurriedly stripped each other's sweaty clothes before stepping under the shower.

Two rounds later, he was groaning while she was shuddering. The water raining down on them washed his white release immediately down the drain.

Iris had enough and wanted to take a real shower, so she grabbed the soap and started washing herself.

"Do me too, baby," he demanded.

She gave him a side-eye but still complied. The lazy man just stood there like a king while she did all the work and lathered the soap all over his body. Then she noticed something standing up once again, ready for another round of action. She stopped.

"Liwei, again? Seriously?"

He had already grabbed her hand and placed it around his length. He leaned down and licked her ear, whispering, "One more time. Okay, baby girl?"

"No. You do it yourself. I want to shower."

"Please. I need you."

She sighed. "Fine."

Five minutes later…

"Liwei, I'm tired. Hurry up and shoot it out."

"Just continue rubbing. I'm almost there."

"Why are you taking so long?"

"Just rub, baby. The faster you rub, the faster I'll finish."

Iris was starting to have second thoughts about entering a relationship with him. If she only knew that it would be such a responsibility and so much hard work keeping up with the man's desire and stamina, she wouldn't have agreed to be his girlfriend so easily. Sighing, she tightened her hold on him and rubbed him faster as he requested.

Finally, he stiffened and groaned, shooting another white mess all over her before being washed away by the water. He kissed her mouth clumsily.

She opened up her mouth, accepting him. She inwardly sighed at herself. She had no idea that she could be so attracted to a man and so quickly that she would find it so difficult to deny him.

Before she even realized it, Jin Liwei had already become an important person to her in this life. In fact, thinking about it more carefully, he was actually the closest person to her at the moment physically...and maybe even emotionally. Was this what having a lover felt like?

She was still unsure about him because they had only known each other for such a short period of time, but her attraction to him was real. She felt alive with him. She decided to just enjoy their relationship and see where it would take her. Whether it would last or not in the end, she would be grateful to him for the experience.

After showering, they blow dried their hair and headed to her walk-in closet.

"You said you're taking me on a date?" she asked, slathering lotion all over her smooth, milky-white skin.

"Yeah. We're leaving after we get ready."

"Where are we going?"

"You'll know when we get there."

Jin Liwei took out clothes from his sports bag. Iris saw his black jeans and decided that she should also wear something comfortable. It looked like they were going to a casual place and didn't need to dress up formally.

He glanced at the clothes he brought, then around her massive walk-in closet. His eyes lit up with an idea. He strode around the closet and started picking out clothes for her.

Iris wanted to complain at first, but felt that it wasn't worth it arguing with him over such a small and silly matter. Besides, it wasn't like she hated his idea. It sounded interesting.

In the end, they finished dressing. They were in matching outfits. Both wore black jeans and red shirts under black leather jackets. Black sneakers and big, dark aviator sunglasses completed their outfits.

After tying her long hair into a simple ponytail, she grabbed a small black leather backpack and put her wallet, phone and other essential stuff inside. Then she slung it behind her.

He took out his phone and pulled her to stand with him in front of the wall mirror. He took a picture of their reflection, saving this memory of their first matching outfits.

"Ready?" he asked, kissing her forehead.

"Yes."

"Let's go."

"Shall we eat here first before leaving? I'm hungry after the workout."

"Which workout?" He smirked.

"Hm? What do you mean? Didn't we just do Zumba?" The innuendo completely flew over her head.

He chuckled, shaking his head. He let it go and didn't explain what he meant. "We'll eat on the way," he told her.

"Oh, okay."

They walked out of the closet together holding hands.

He suddenly stopped. "Wait."

"Hm?" She looked up at him, confused.

"You're my girlfriend."