The Hot-tempered Young Master and His Village Flower Child Bride - Chapter 44

Chapter 44: New Year’s Eve (R-19)

To spend New Year’s Eve with his girlfriend, Zhao Xunyu was forced to part ways with Chu Zhi Lu a few days before the holiday to visit relatives and friends on Zhao Qingtang’s side of the family.

At Zhao Xunyu’s urging, the Zhao family’s New Year’s Eve dinner was served relatively early. At 3 p.m., he quickly ate half a bowl of food, had a toast with his family, and then impatiently ordered the driver to take him to his girlfriend’s house.

The driver, working on New Year’s Eve, naturally received a generous red envelope.

Zhao Xunyu’s aunt had invited Grandma Chu and Chu Zhi Lu to join the family for New Year’s Eve, but Grandma Chu declined without hesitation due to the numerous relatives and in-laws on her husband’s side. For years, she and Chu Zhi Lu had prepared their own New Year’s Eve meals.

Knowing that Zhao Xunyu would be joining them, the Chu family deliberately delayed their New Year’s Eve dinner. With Zhao Xunyu there, Grandma Chu unusually showed more emotion. She talked more than usual during the meal and even shared a glass of wine with the two young people.

After finishing dinner and cleaning up, it was dark outside. The village was exempt from fireworks restrictions. It was filled with the sounds of firecrackers and fireworks. These sounds were interspersed with children’s excited cheers and adults’ laughter.

The village basketball court was a popular gathering spot. Zhao Xunyu took Chu Zhi Lu to the small supermarket next to the court to buy fireworks, and then he joined the crowd of children.

Having learned a technique to capture the full trails of fireworks in motion, he had brought his camera specifically to photograph Chu Zhi Lu. She held a sparkler and wrote the number of the new year in the air. The camera froze the moment, capturing the four luminous digits emblazoned across her chest. Her eyes sparkled, her smile radiant, and she was stunningly beautiful.

The result was stunning. Zhao Xunyu gazed at the image on the camera screen and let out a playful whistle, “An angel has descended from heaven!”

Chu Zhi Lu shot him a mock glare.

“We need a matching set,” she insisted. With his guidance, she took a perfectly framed photo of him in the same style.

Beyond photography, Zhao Xunyu also served as the fireworks distributor. After buying a large box of fireworks, he lit and handed out each one individually to the children. He organized them into a line, instructed them on poses, and generally acted like their king.

The glow of the fireworks accentuated his sharp, handsome features, making him appear even gentler and more radiant—utterly captivating.

Zhao Xunyu noticed his girlfriend staring at him in a daze. He tilted his chin, lit a sparkler, and handed it to her. After she took it, he gently pulled her toward the group of children. “Little friend, go play,” he said.

Chu Zhi Lu murmured obediently, “Okay,” and walked toward the gleeful children, waving her sparkler.

Zhao Xunyu smiled, raised his camera, and aimed it at the chaotic mix of adults and children.

As midnight struck, every household erupted with firecrackers and fireworks to welcome the new year.

Before the last sparklers in the courtyard burned out, Chu Zhi Lu dragged Zhao Xunyu away

The air was thick with mist, and the lighting was dim and intimate.

The boisterous sounds of fireworks and firecrackers outside seemed to act as an aphr*disiac, fueling Chu Zhi Lu’s urgency and passion.

She wore an oversized white shirt that was ridiculously large. Though buttoned to the top, the collar gaped wide, almost like an off-the-shoulder style. When she tugged the collar lower, it slid down her shoulders, revealing a deep cl*av*ge.

The front of the shirt was nearly soaked through, but because it was loose, it didn’t cling to her body. Only with her movements could one catch glimpses of her firm, high br*asts and pink n*pples—a tantalizing peek-a-boo effect, like a pipa player half-veiled and exuding a unique allure.

Any man who witnessed this scene would feel an irresistible urge to pin her down. He would want to unleash a passionate cl*m*x. This urge would be especially strong since she was deliberately provoking him.

The bathroom was heated, and a wave of l*stful heat seemed to rise from the floor. Chu Zhi Lu didn’t bother unbuttoning her shirt. She simply tilted her shoulders downward, allowing the fabric to slowly slide off her shoulders until it barely covered her er*ct n*pples. With her hands braced behind her to keep the shirt from falling further, she gazed at him with eyes like silk. “I want it.”

The man, his body still flushed from the heat, closed in on her, trapping her in his scorching embrace. His voice, already thick with desire, rasped against her ear, “What do you want?”

Chu Zhi Lu showed no trace of embarrassment or shyness. Her slender, jade-like fingers traced down his smooth muscles, kneading and teasing the hard bulge beneath his underwear. She watched with delight as his expression twisted with agony under her touch.

“I want it inside me. I want to make love to you.”

The man’s Adam’s apple bobbed. Chu Zhi Lu’s eyes burned as she leaned in, her small tongue darting out to l*ck and kiss his throat provocatively.

“Pull it out yourself,” Zhao Xunyu commanded in a hoarse voice.

Without hesitation, Chu Zhi Lu pulled down the man’s underwear. The pink sh*ft that sprang free made her heart race. She met Zhao Xunyu’s gaze, her expression unreadable. Was it defiance or coquetry?

Zhao Xunyu lowered himself slightly and scooped her limp body into his arms. Her shirt had already slipped down to her elbows, exposing her full br*asts. Panting softly, she pressed against his ch*st. Her stiff n*pples rubbed against his hard muscles with each breath, intensifying the w*tness between her legs.

Zhao Xunyu felt it all. Meeting her bright, teary eyes, he teasingly rubbed his thumb along her still-w*t lips. “Baby, why are you so hungry?” he chuckled.

Chu Zhi Lu pinched his n*pple. “I get it. You haven’t missed me at all these past few days.”

The white dove on her ch*st was unexpectedly slapped. It didn’t hurt, but she still exclaimed.

Zhao Xunyu used the carrot-and-stick approach. He hit her once, then touched and gently rubbed her, saying, “Slandering me will get you punished, you know?”

Chu Zhi Lu let out a soft hum. The man pecked her lips and restlessly kneaded her full br*asts with his hands. “We video chat every night. Why are you still so h*rny?”

Chu Zhi Lu didn’t take offense to his words. She wrapped her arms around him, her voice low. “I want you, not m*sturb*tion.”

While chatting in their separate bedrooms, Zhao Xunyu asked to have video s*x with her. Chu Zhi Lu had agreed but ultimately found it unsatisfying. Although her desire was aroused, there was no one to quench the fire.

She rarely pl*asured herself and hadn’t needed to since getting together with Zhao Xunyu.

It’s hard to go from luxury to frugality.

Sensing her frustration, Zhao Xunyu kissed her soothingly and said, “Alright, I won’t let Zhizhi m*sturb*te anymore. I’ll take care of you myself.” His hands continued to play with her snow-white br*asts, his touch perfectly calibrated. Chu Zhi Lu couldn’t help but moan.

She writhed against him. “Hurry up and get inside me. I want your big, thick c*ck.” As she spoke, her hand slid down to caress his er*ction, making her intentions clear.

Zhao Xunyu kissed her deeply as he moved them under the shower, warm streams cascading over their bodies. He pulled up her translucent white shirt and smoothed out the wrinkles so that it clung to her form, revealing the breathtaking view of Chu Zhi Lu’s upper body. His voice burned with desire. “You naughty girl, stealing my clothes. I’m going to punish you.”

He lightly slapped her pert, snow-white b*tt*cks. Chu Zhi Lu let out a soft moan, then retorted provocatively, “A size five-XL white shirt? Are you sure you want to wear that alone?”

Zhao Xunyu had bought the clothes and quietly put them in her suitcase. She found them while sorting through her suitcase after returning home. The semi-transparent fabric was so oversized that it could fit three Chu Zhi Lus.

The man’s laughter erupted from his ch*st. “Since you think it’s not meant for one person, let’s wear it together.”

He gently set her down, unbuttoned the top two buttons, and lifted the shirt’s wide hem under Chu Zhi Lu’s watchful gaze. He ducked inside from the bottom, his head emerging through the collar as he stood up straight, popping open the third button in the process.

Their bodies pressed together inside the same garment, creating a unique intimacy and thrill. The man’s ch*st deliberately rubbed against her soft, snow-white br*asts, compressing their fullness and forcing them to spread wider. This strange, playful sensation made Chu Zhi Lu want to laugh, as if he were a colossal being she had birthed herself.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and rose on tiptoe to kiss his thin lips hungrily. Her small tongue darted into his mouth and entwined with his fiery tongue in a passionate dance while her body ground against his rigid er*ction.

Suddenly, in a dizzying turn, the man lifted her up and pinned her against the wall. He spread her legs and wrapped them around his waist. His scalding-hot p*nis, already aimed at her throbbing, yearning v*gina, was like an arrow drawn taut. Zhao Xunyu took aim and thrust with precision.

At the moment of deepest penetration, they both sighed with pl*asure.