Chapter 204: Chapter 202: Brave Husband
"Honey, what’s gotten into you today, you’re so impatient."
"Do you not like it, or do you not want to be close with your husband?" Qian Jun asked.
Chen Li certainly didn’t feel that way; she wished her husband were like a fierce beast.
The fiercer he could devour her, the better.
As the saying goes, an abnormal situation surely harbors an evil presence.
Usually, although her husband wasn’t overly secretive about such matters, he also wasn’t this anxious.
"If you love me, then don’t speak."
Since her husband had said so, Chen Li closed her eyes and kept silent, feeling the love her husband had for her.
Twenty or so minutes passed, and the effect of the little blue pill finally kicked in.
Chen Li, who was in a state of enjoyment, also accommodated her husband in adopting the right positions.
Qian Jun, usually very gentle in this regard, for some reason became very rough this time.
Even the tension was visible on her face.
Soon, Chen Li sensed something amiss.
"Honey, what’s wrong with you today, you’re so strong you’re hurting me."
Qian Jun covered his wife’s mouth with one hand: "Shut up, don’t talk."
Chen Li furrowed her brows, but still endured her husband’s forceful thrusts, until the sensation came upon her.
Whimpers escaped from Chen Li’s breath.
Qian Jun naturally felt his wife’s change and released his hand to let her express herself.
"Honey, you’re going too hard, put in a bit more strength."
Life like this wasn’t available every day, and Chen Li had also just considered this.
If her husband was so energetic today, then why shouldn’t she go along with it?
Who knows when next time will come, if he would be as spirited again.
As the saying goes, if there’s wine today, then today one should be drunk, don’t let the golden goblet face the moon alone.
Qian Jun continued working on the bed for over forty minutes before he finally reached the moment of climax.
However, the couple believed there was no need for another child.
Therefore, Qian Jun always took precautions before beginning.
Except this time he was more anxious than usual and hadn’t taken any measures before entering.
Just as he was about to reach his peak, he immediately pulled out.
"Wife, can I cum in your mouth?" Qian Jun asked.
Chen Li was so overwhelmed by then that she couldn’t think.
Upon hearing her husband’s request to cum in her mouth, she opened it without hesitation.
Qian Jun was unexpectedly pleased; obviously, his wife still loved him, otherwise why would she open her mouth to receive his essence.
Especially since Chen Li stuck out her tongue, as if afraid of missing even a drop of her husband’s essence.
Qian Jun aimed for his wife’s mouth and stroked himself until a stream of milky fluid erupted.
Chen Li did her best to catch it, but still, a little bit ended up on her face.
Both had reached their peak of pleasure and were gasping for breath, finally Chen Li got up. She let her husband lie on the bed.
"Honey, you were amazing today, let me clean you up."
Qian Jun, watching his wife actively lower her head to take in his essence, felt an unprecedented sense of achievement.
"Wife, you have no idea how many people at our company say behind my back that even a single night with you would be worth not taking a wife in their lifetime."
Chen Li spat out her husband’s essence and with a tone of reproach said.
"Let me tell you, such a thing must never happen, if you dare agree to them, I’ll chop this off."
Qian Jun immediately waved his hands in dismissal, "No, no, no, I’ll just pretend I didn’t hear anything. Let them say whatever they want."
"I would never hand my wife over to someone else. I can’t bear to part with her myself."
Chen Li was finally satisfied when she heard her husband say this and lowered her head to continue eating.
Eventually, the couple moved to the bathroom to shower, and perhaps because of their recent intimate moments, their relationship had grown even closer.
Zhang Hao returned home to find that He Qianhui had already fallen asleep.
He wondered if she had been busy at work these past few days.
Zhang Hao went to the kitchen and saw that there was still some food in the pot, probably left there especially for him.
In fact, He Qianhui wasn’t asleep. She heard someone in the house but didn’t want to open her eyes.
It was only when she heard noises from the kitchen that she finally opened her eyes and got up.
"Hao, what are you doing?"
"I’m hungry, eating some food. I had a house call after work today," he replied.
"A house call? You never used to do those," He Qianhui asked.
She then took the pot from Zhang Hao’s hand, reheated the cool dish in the pot, and served it.
"It’s a colleague from the hospital. She said her husband is not as he used to be sexually and asked me to take his pulse to prescribe a remedy to save their marriage, which exists in name but is dead in substance."
Zhang Hao said this without a hint of embarrassment.
He Qianhui couldn’t help but smile slightly.
"Are you a surgeon or a urologist? How come even for something like this they have to seek you out?"
"Isn’t it good they sought me out? This shows how skilled I am. Otherwise, why wouldn’t they seek someone else?"
Liu Gang also approached Zhang Hao about such issues before, but his was congenital.
There wouldn’t be any significant change even with postnatal treatment.
But for Chen Li’s husband’s condition, it was clear that it was an age-related issue causing decline in strength.
Add to that the stress and a lack of sexual thoughts, which led to his sluggish response.
"Hurry up and eat. I’m exhausted today. I won’t keep you company, I’m going to lie down for a bit."
He Qianhui went back to the bedroom, lay on the bed, pulled a corner of the blanket over herself, and found the perfect temperature—neither too hot nor too cold.
Zhang Hao took a couple of bites of the food at the dining table in the living room, then stopped.
Looking at the clock, he saw it was already past eleven at night. He hurriedly took a hot shower and was ready to rest.
No sooner had he lain down in bed than He Qianhui turned over and wrapped her arms around him.
"Not tonight, I have an early meeting tomorrow and need to wake up early."
He Qianhui, with her eyes closed, said, "I didn’t do anything though. Are you afraid of me at your age?"
Zhang Hao chuckled, "How could I possibly be afraid of you? Even if there were seven or eight of you, I wouldn’t be scared."
"I just don’t want to delay tomorrow morning’s meeting, especially now that I’m a department head."
He Qianhui ignored his comment and continued holding him by the waist.
Although it was she who had held him before they fell asleep, when they woke up the next morning,
it was Zhang Hao who was holding her, and to his surprise, his hand had somehow slipped inside He Qianhui’s pajamas.
In a hazy state, it felt like he had squeezed something soft and elastic, with a satisfying weightiness.
Zhang Hao saw it was time to get up and sat on the edge of the bed.
He Qianhui was also awakened by his movements, turned over in a daze, and reached out for Zhang Hao’s silhouette beside her, only to find an empty space next to her in bed.
She then opened her eyes suddenly to find he had already gotten up.
"You’re up so early, your hospital really doesn’t know how to take care of its employees," she commented.
"We are a hospital, not some other place. As long as we doctors can work, we can’t rest."
"What if a patient needed just a bit more time and missed the best treatment opportunity because the doctor wasn’t on duty? It would be our fault," he explained.
