Chapter 1773 - 728: Suppression

Chapter 1773: Chapter 728: Suppression

"Ms. Jiang, Ms. Jiang..."

"Hmm?"

Jiang Qingkui struggled to open her eyes and saw two delicate and charming flight attendants squatting in front of her, cautiously watching her.

"What’s wrong?"

As soon as Jiang Qingkui spoke, she was startled by her own hoarse voice.

"We’ve arrived at Pudong International Airport, Ms. Jiang. Do you feel unwell and need us to call medical staff for assistance?"

"I’m... fine, just a bit tired."

Jiang Qingkui turned her head and realized that the surrounding passengers had all left, leaving her curled up in her seat.

"Sorry, have I caused you any trouble?"

Jiang Qingkui pulled off the blanket, still feeling a weariness that threatened to dismantle her body.

"Not at all, Ms. Jiang. You woke up just as we called you, and we haven’t exceeded the time the plane is allowed to stay on the runway..."

The chief attendant quickly shook her head.

"Hmm..."

With the flight attendants’ assistance, Jiang Qingkui stood up, paused briefly, and then gently pushed the attendants away, slowly walking towards the exit.

Every step... was somewhat excruciating.

But Jiang Qingkui had to get used to the discomfort because she would soon meet Xu Lingyue, and there was even an important business dinner awaiting her, where Jiang Qingkui could not afford to show any signs of abnormality.

Speaking of the past two nights, once she was out of that special atmosphere’s influence, Jiang Qingkui did have a bit of regret.

Her body might be ripe and ready, but admittedly she was inexperienced and shouldn’t have been so hasty...

Yet, it was irresistible!

Jiang Qingkui pressed her lips together, recalling those moments, and a gleam of light involuntarily flickered in her eyes.

"Lustful" is usually used to describe men, but that’s just cultural subtlety. In truth, women might not be any less lustful than men, perhaps even surpassing them.

At least... Jiang Qingkui considered herself a lustful woman.

And purely lustful.

Perhaps it was because she had been a good girl and a role model scholar for eighteen years, suppressing herself too long that when she entered university and began to touch the adult world, everything spiraled out of control.

From solo acts to using various toys, Jiang Qingkui, who uncovered a new world, found it hard not to indulge in those lonely, desolate nights.

Occasionally, especially during her years studying abroad, listening to her girlfriends unrestrainedly talking about all sorts of colored jokes and watching them switch boyfriends, Jiang Qingkui’s heart would flutter...

Perhaps she should also try experiencing the real thing, instead of just finding a girlfriend to mirror each other.

Of course, being lustful and being promiscuous are two different things.

Moreover, at that time, Jiang Qingkui truly loathed men from the bottom of her heart, so the thought just occasionally flashed by without being acted upon.

Until the night before last...

The impulse that had been suppressed in her body for twenty-eight years, the craving originating from her initial genes, finally found a release, manifesting into what Zhou Wang saw—

Jiang Qingkui almost became a different person.

She simply felt no need to hide herself in front of Zhou Wang anymore; since everything had been laid bare, she wouldn’t be the kind of woman who acts coyly, fully enjoying the tenderness they shared was perfectly fine with her.

Painful, certainly, especially at first, but no pain could suppress the wild desire growing like weeds in Jiang Qingkui’s heart.

It was as if she wanted to make up for all those missing years and vent all her suppressed grievances and jealousy on Zhou Wang, which is why she was so insatiable.

Of course, the outcome was as Jiang Qingkui expected; they say the pleasure of that matter allocates women seven parts to men’s three, and Jiang Qingkui thought... this was probably accurate.

Several times, she almost "died."

But was overwhelmed by the desire all over again.

Hence the two consecutive nights of madness.

"He must be somewhat scared, yet continuously putting on a brave front... in hindsight, kind of cute."

Recalling Zhou Wang’s stubborn demeanor at times, Jiang Qingkui couldn’t help but smile.

That was yet another source of joy she could feel.

Like a queen, conquering that "pesky little brother" who always seemed to have the upper hand.

Getting lost in these thoughts, her steps inadvertently widened, causing her to stagger and almost tumble down the stairs.

Thankfully, the two flight attendants were always watching her, catching her in time and helping her onto the shuttle bus... The business class privilege was, at this moment, demonstrated even further.

Jiang Qingkui sat sideways in the seat, the only way to avoid the discomfort caused by pain.

Jiang Qingkui couldn’t quite tell where it hurt more, but overall, she guessed that she’d have no hope of adopting a normal sitting posture for a while.

Soon, the shuttle bus reached the terminal, and Jiang Qingkui walked slowly, taking another ten minutes to finally see Xu Lingyue waiting at the pick-up point.

"Mr. Jiang!"

Xu Lingyue ran over, taking the luggage from Jiang Qingkui.

Jiang Qingkui felt a bit relieved, yet in front of Xu Lingyue, she had to regain her usual pace, which caused her delicate brows to occasionally furrow.

"Mr. Jiang, are you alright? Do you feel uncomfortable somewhere?"

"I’m fine."

Jiang Qingkui paused her steps, promptly taking off her high heels and carrying them in her hand.